I laugh at that. She thinks I’m hung up on Cole. Priceless.
“And then when you went to get Austin her gummies, he had to go track you down to get them from you.”
So she paid enough attention to see that Cole left the group and returned with Austin’s gummies but not enough to notice that Deke was gone as well. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Maybe she is the one with a crush on Cole if she’s watching him that closely. Wouldn’t surprise me. My sister has to prove to herself that every guy wants her. That’s why she willingly throws herself at all of them.
She looks at me with suspicion. “I know that whatever you’re trying, it isn’t gonna work.”
Oh, it will. I’m sure of it.
“I’m nothing like you,sis. I’m not into spreading my legs for every guy who looks my way.”
Her mouth opens in a gasp, but she doesn’t have a comeback for that.
I just smile, and she sits back in her seat as Austin and Lilly come walking up the stairs.
CHAPTER NINE
DEKE
BECKY AND Icrash through the front door to her house. “Where is your dad?” I ask, my hands already yanking her shirt out of her jeans.
“Out. He’ll be gone until tomorrow.” She undoes my belt.
I run my lips up her neck. “And David?”
“Away …” She sucks in a long breath. “Looking at a college.” I grip her ass and pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist, and her hands go to my hair. “We’re completely alone.”
I climb the stairs, hanging onto her and shove her door shut with my foot. Walking over to her bed, I toss her onto it, and she giggles. I reach up and remove my shirt before crawling on top of her. I grip the hem of hers, and she leans up, allowing me to pull it off. But the moment it’s up and over her head, I pause. Blue eyes look up at me, but they’re brighter. Rounder. Becky’s are almond shaped. This body is smaller under me, and her hair a tad lighter. “Demi?”
“Yeah, Deke.” She whispers my name and runs her tongue across her plump nude lips. Becky always wears pinks. “You want me to be her? Does that turn you on? Go ahead, Deke. Call me Becky.”
My cock twitches inside my jeans, and she reaches out, undoing my zipper. “I can be anyone you want.” Reaching inside my jeans, she pulls my achingly hard cock free. Wrapping her fingers around the base, she begins to stroke me. Her thumb running over my pre-cum. I lean forward, burying my head into her neck, and she releases me.
“You smell like her,” I growl, hating it.
“Make me smell like you,” she whispers, running her hands down my back. Her nails lightly scratching my skin. It makes me shiver. “Who do you want me to be?” she purrs.
“Yourself.” No! I don’t want you at all.
She chuckles. “That’s no fun, baby.”
I pull away and stare down at her. I blink several times, hoping she’ll disappear, and that Becky will be the girl underneath me. The one I’m hard for. But Demi remains.
She moves her hands to my bare chest. Her blue eyes follow them as they skate along my skin before her eyes meet mine. “Pretend I’m her, and I’ll pretend I love you.”
“Demi,” I say her name in warning, but I’m not sure what I’m trying to warn her of.
She seems to understand because she smiles. “Wrap your hand around my throat and show me how much you hate her.”
“Deke?”
I hear a familiar male’s voice off in the distance, pulling me out of my dream. Nightmare. I’m not sure what it is at this point. I ignore it, trying to push myself back into it.
“Come on.” She lifts her hips to meet mine. “Do it. I promise I can take it.”
“No.”
Her arms fall open on the bed, and she arches her back, exposing her neck to me, and releases a laugh. The sound so loud and condescending, it makes my jaw tighten.
