“I love you too, Becky,” I interrupt, then kiss her.
I make love to her, showing her just how much she means to me. Her face is flushed, her hair a wild mess, and her lips swollen. She looks absolutely fucking perfect. “Tell me again,” I order, pushing my hips forward. She no longer belongs to that fuckface David. He went off to college and dumped her like the ass I knew him to be. Cole is busy playing with his new toy, Austin. Becky is all mine, and she fills the hole left in my heart from my three dead friends. She makes it go away. I’m never going to let her go now that she’s all mine.
“I love you.” She gasps, licking her lips. “I love you …”
I slam my lips to hers again.
This fucking bitch never loved me. We slept with each other and with other people for a long time to hide how we really felt for one another, so I’m not innocent in this situation. But I believed it would be me and her in the long run, and then she played me. If I were an honest loser, I would bow and tell her good fucking job. But I’m a sore loser. Especially at my own game.
Her hands come up to my chest, and I smile in the darkness. That’s right, baby, come to me. Let yourself think I’ll save you from the darkness when I’m really gonna drown you in it. Mine go to her hips, and I slide my fingers in the belt loops of her jeans.
“Deke, I’m …” She whispers so softly that I barely hear her, but the sound travels straight to my dick, and it goes hard on its own. Fuck, I want to pin her down and fuck my hate out on her. She gasps when I rub my hips into hers.
“I know, baby.” She can’t deny it anymore. She wants me, just not like I want her.
My hands leave her jeans and trail up her sides and then my knuckles skim over her breasts through her shirt. Her heavy breathing fills the confined blackness we have found ourselves in alone. I run my hand over the skin of her neck, and I can feel her pulse racing. And like before, she doesn’t stop me and makes no move to push me away, so I push a little further. My hand fists her hair, and I gently pull her head back. She’s panting when I skim my lips against hers. My other hand cups her face, and I can feel the tremble in her body pushed up against mine.
I smile to myself.
“I’m gonna kiss you now.” I give her one warning. One chance to push me away or kick me in the balls. If she doesn’t, who knows how far this will go right here and now. I’ve got three months of pent-up aggression for this woman, and I’ll make her like every fucking moment of it.
Her hands fist my shirt, and I chuckle before pressing my lips to hers. Her body goes stiff against mine. I move my hand on her face down to wrap around her waist and grip her ass over her jeans, rubbing my hips into hers again. She begins to soften. Her hands come up to wrap around my neck, and my kiss grows frantic when her tongue sweeps over mine. She tastes different. She used to remind me of fresh air—the woman I loved. A woman I planned to spend the rest of my life with. Silly, right? Now she tastes like betrayal and bitterness—the lying little slut I know her to be. And for some reason, that turns me on even more. No more pretending. No more lies. I can fucking hate her while making her love me.
My hand tightens in her hair, and she whimpers into my mouth. She pulls away from the kiss, and I spin her around to face the wall I had her back pressed up against. She gasps as I press her chest into the wall. I push my hips forward, letting her feel my hard dick rubbing on her ass. She never gave that up to me, but she will this time. My right hand still holds her by her hair, and the other comes around her waist to undo the button on her jeans. She sucks in breath after breath as I slide my fingers down into her lace underwear. When I make it to her shaved pussy, she whimpers. I can’t help but chuckle to myself because she’s so fucking wet.
That’s something no woman can fake.
I smirk in the darkness and lean down to kiss her neck when I pull her head back. She wears the same perfume that reminds me of cherries, and it makes my mouth water. “Miss me, baby?” I nip at the skin, pushing two fingers into her. Her breath hitches as she squirms under my touch. I pull them out and then slide them in again. “I missed this fucking pussy wrapped around my cock … sitting on my face …”