Then he pulls away from me, and I hear his footsteps along with another walk out of my room and down the stairs, followed by the front door opening and shutting. Seconds later, I’m still lying on my bed looking up at nothing when all the lights come back on.
I roll over onto my stomach, panting. Knowing that he damn well left me here with my arms still tied behind my back on purpose. My underwear wet. My shirt shoved up to my neck and my hair feels like a tangled mess. I catch sight of my phone lying next to me, and I realize what those flashes of light were. Cole took pictures of me and Deke ’cause one of them is showcased on my screen.
“Fuuuuccckkk.” I think I just started a war with Deke Biggs. But what he doesn’t know about me is that I’m not like Becky. She can’t play like I can. She can’t think like I can. And she sure as hell can’t seduce him like I can.
Game on.
CHAPTER SIX
DEKE
“HAVE A NICE night.” I nod to the guy who sits in the guard shack.
He looks up from his phone and smiles at us. “Have a good night, boys. Cole, tell Austin I said hello.”
“Will do.” Cole pulls onto the road and hits the gas, shifting gears in his M4. I sit back in my seat and readjust my hard cock inside my jeans.
“She’s gonna be pissed you left her wrists tied.” Cole breaks the silence, but I hear the amusement in his voice.
“I know, but she’ll figure out how to get herself out of it.” I turn and throw my black bag into the back seat that I had dropped by her front door when we entered her house. I thought about using my handcuffs but then decided against it. I’d have to relieve her of those, and I had no desire to leave Demi Holt how I found her—free.
If she wants to be a little bitch, then I’ll give her a reason to. It wasn’t hard to find out what I needed to know. A look online showed me that her mother and stepdad were in New York for business reasons. The pic that graced social media had them dining at an expensive hotel a few hours ago. And a look at Becky’s Facebook assured me she was not at home—she was back in Collins. She may have deleted me as a friend, but she keeps all her shit public. It’s like she wants me to get jealous that she allows men to hang all over her. Like I fucking care who she spreads her legs for. That time has passed.
“You know I’ve always got your back,” Cole starts, “but I’m curious. What exactly are you trying to accomplish by playing with her?”
“I don’t know,” I say honestly, running a hand down my face. “Just wanna let her know where she stands.” Demi needed to be thrown off her high horse she rides with a smug smile. I think leaving her pussy wet and her wrists restrained in her bed is a good start.
I liked the way her voice shook when she thought I was there to hurt her. The fear I heard when she asked what I wanted. It matched the same that Becky had when she found out I knew all her secrets. I held all the cards and had all the power.
She needs to remember that I do.
She thought I was Seth at first, and that pissed me off. Knowing that she had allowed me to touch her when she was clearly unavailable makes her just like her cheating, lying sister. But still, I can’t help but wonder, is that how they do it? He dresses up as a burglar and sneaks into her room before taking advantage of her? She plays the role of victim, fighting him off, but she eventually gives up and lets him win?
I could totally get into that.
Fuck!
Don’t think that way. She is off-limits. Untouchable. I just wanted to scare her. I wasn’t going to force myself on her because I’m not a rapist. But I wanted her to know that I was the one who made that decision, not her. I had told myself it was nothing sexual. To get in, scare the shit out of her, and get the fuck out. But shit, she got turned on. More so than when she was at Silence last night. I wasn’t even planning on touching her in any way, but when she moaned, I went hard. Then she lifted her hips, silently begging me for more. I fingered her again—as though she belonged to me—when I had no right to touch her.
Why didn’t she stop me?
She’s messing with my mind more than Becky ever has. Why am I allowing her to do this? I’m supposed to be the one in charge, but am I playing her game? Or is she playing mine?
Something tells me that Demi is a much better player than Becky could ever be. And that thought turns me on even more.
“You okay?” Cole asks, giving me a glance before looking back at the road.
I grunt. “Yep.” She got my warning. She’ll stay away, and I’ll go back to my plan of seducing Becky. She has to fall in love with me all over again so I can break her fucking black heart. Demi can’t get in the way of that. I won’t let her.
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“Where did you guys go last night?” Austin asks, stepping out on the patio with Lilly. She sheds her little towel with fairy wings on it to showcase a pink bathing suit.
I have come to find I like the Texas weather much more than Oregon. It’s the middle of October and still nice enough to swim. Even though the pool is heated, it’s not needed yet. The temp doesn’t drop until the sun goes down.
“Uncle Deke,” she screeches when she sees I’m already in the pool and runs, jumping in. I pull her head up from under the water and put her on my shoulders. Her little feet kick water up in my face as she splashes.
“We had to take care of something,” I answer Austin.
She pulls her shirt up and over her head, her green eyes glaring down at me. “What did you need to take care of?”
My eyes fall to her scar from where Kellan shot her, but I don’t answer.
She looks at Cole who sits on the third step staring up at her. He’s leaned back, his elbows resting on the second step. His blue eyes run up her body slowly as if he’d rather have her naked and alone at the moment.
“Cole?” she urges.
His eyes make their way up to hers, but he says nothing.
She looks at me when she realizes he’s not saying shit. “What did you guys do?”
“We just had a little fun,” I decide to say in answer.
She looks back and forth between Cole and me for a second. “And?”
“We were just playing. Harmless fun,” I tell her.
She rolls her eyes. “Oh God, not this again.”
“What?” I feign innocence while Lilly pounds her little hands into my cheeks excitedly, her feet still splashing me.
“You know what?” she snaps and then bends over to remove her shorts. “I know what your definition of play is, and it’s not fun.”
Yeah, Austin was once something Cole played with. The moment he laid eyes on her, she became his prey.
Nine months ago
I stand in an abandoned cemetery over the bloody dead guy who my friends and I just killed. He was our revenge. Cole wanted him to pay, and we all played our part in making sure he got it.
A phone ringing slices through the silent night. “Hello?” Kellan answers. “Yeah.” He nods to himself. “Be there soon.” Hanging up, he pockets his cell. “I gotta go.”
What the fuck? Where in the hell does he have to go that is so important right now? He’s been acting fishy for days. More than he usually does. He didn’t even want to be a part of this tonight. But I think Bennett talked him into it at the last minute.