Sweet Deception (Truth) (10 page)

I started slowly. "Well, you know you had sex with someone the other night?"
"Yes, but how did you know about that?" She frowned.
"Because he's here. He just happens to be Blake's best friend, James."
She smiled. "Oh, so that's his name. I couldn't remember. To be honest with you, I couldn't even remember anything that night after my first couple of drinks. I was shit-faced."
I laughed so hard I thought I was going to wet myself. "You mean you don't remember having sex with him?"
She laughed too. "No, not at all. Well I know I did it but I couldn't tell you whether it was good or bad or even what he looked like. I got a taxi home straight after."
"Oh my God, that is the best thing I have heard in ages. He is going to be pissed. I swear he has a bigger ego than Blake's and that is now going to shatter it into a million pieces."

We got back to the boys and they both eyed me warily, expecting me to be angry but I just grinned instead and spoke to James. "This is my best friend Laurel. From what I hear, you two need some proper introductions. Laurel, this is James. James, this is Laurel."
He smirked and kissed her cheek. "I told you Cassie, we have already met." I paused for a moment for dramatic effect then hit him with it.
"Well if you're going to give a girl the best sex of her life, then I think you should make sure she is sober enough to remember it in the morning, don't you?"
He glanced between us back and forth, confusion on his face then he realised what we were talking about. His cheeks flushed and he mumbled to himself turning quickly to down his drink, causing us all to howl with laughter.
Once James got over his initial embarrassment he kept us entertained with his jokes and we were all chatting like we had been friends for years. I excused myself to go to the ladies, “Oh do you want me to come with you?" Laurel asked, but she looked like she was having fun with James so I told her she should stay.
As I turned into the corridor, I walked straight into someone, "Oh I'm so sorry,"
"Watch where you're going, bitch," came the reply. The voice was smooth and sultry but didn’t match the words that were flowing out. Stunned, I looked up and saw Amber scowling at me with her arms crossed over her chest. The action was pushing her boobs up so that they were spilling out over her low cut vest top.
"Wow, keep your extensions in, it was an accident."
If looks could kill, I would have been stabbed, shot and beaten to death by now.
"You aren't going to last long. Blake doesn't do relationships and when he's bored with you he'll come crawling back to me."
"What have you got against me? Is it really just jealousy that has got you so worked up?" I asked sceptically.
She looked me up and down unashamedly and smiled when she made up her mind. "I don't have anything to be jealous of. If he really wanted you he wouldn't have been in my bed two days ago." That was the night I was set up with James. Was he really that pissed at me that he slept with her?
I'm not interested in any of them. Only you.
Blake's words came back to me and I knew she was making it up. "You're lying." I spat out.
Her eyes narrowed, "Am I? How can you be so sure?" She laughed. "He’s not a one woman man but honey, I look better on him than that tight white shirt and chinos he's wearing. He will come back to me. They always do." She smiled and flicked her hair at me. I was in shock that she would be so mean when I hadn’t done anything to her. It made me so angry I knew if we carried on going back and forth that I would end up in a fight. I didn’t know where the feelings were coming from but they felt primal, like I had to protect what was mine. Was Blake mine? Well he was for now at least.
"I'd really like to punch you right now but that's animal abuse so why don't you crawl back into the hole you came out of and leave me the fuck alone." I pushed past her and went back to the table Laurel and the guys were sitting at. "I cannot stand much more of your ex fuck-buddy! I swear if she comes at me again I'm going to beat her." I slumped back into the chair and turned my head to the side to look at Blake. James and Laurel continued their conversation to give us some privacy.

"Amber? Why what did she say?"
"She told me that you will get tired of me soon and go back to her."

He snorted, “Well that's not going to happen."
"Then she said that you had sex with her a couple of days ago." I looked into his eyes to see if I could tell if he was going to lie but he never wavered. "She will say anything. I can't believe it. I never slept with her then, I promise you that." He put his hand over mine and pulled me up and over to him so I was sat on his lap. He ran his hands over my back and gently stroked his fingers against my neck. His touch was calming. It made me feel safe, like we were in our own little bubble.
"Don't worry, I know you want me." I smiled. His eyes met mine and narrowed, flashing with something; a desire that made me feel naked right there in the middle of a crowded bar.
"I do want you. Let me take you home and I'll show you just how much."
Blake
Why did girls have to be so catty? Amber knew that even if I wasn't with Cassie I wouldn't go back to her. We were finished. It just wasn't right. We both got we needed at the time and now I wanted something different. Something more. But only with Cassie. I looked over at her in the taxi and was overwhelmed with the need to pull her to me and never let go. As soon as I shut the door to my house my lips were on her, nipping and licking and sucking and my tongue was pushing against her top lip, searching for a way in.
She moaned as my tongue found hers, and I slid my hands up her thighs, under the dress she was wearing and squeezed her behind. I picked her up and her legs went straight round my waist as I backed us against the wall. I pulled away breathless, "You're so gorgeous.” I managed to find the words in between kissing her jaw, her neck, her bare shoulder. "Blake, I want you to fuck me. Don't hold back, just fuck me." I put her down, and she grabbed my shirt and started to unbutton it whilst I reached round to unzip her dress. Our hands were fumbling and our breaths came fast with need as we tore our clothes off in a few seconds. I paused to take her in. I was one lucky fucker to have this amazing girl naked in front of me begging me to take her.
I skimmed my hands down her arms and smiled as I felt goose bumps forming over her soft skin. I brought them round to cup both her breasts and ran my fingers over the peaks that were straining for my mouth. I pulled one between my teeth and bit down gently, making her head fall back and a soft moan escape her lips. The sound got to me. It was fucking sexy. I wanted to hear it over and over again. I did the same with the other then went to reach for the condom but she grabbed my arm with such force that her nails bit down on my skin. "Don't. I'm on the Pill. I want to feel you. All of you." She looked worried that I might not agree. I swallowed hard. "I swear I'm clean. You don't need to worry,” I tried to reassure her.
"Good." She reached down to stroke my cock that was standing to attention just for her and gripped it tightly. "I want this to be inside me. Now." I loved it when a woman knew what she wanted. And she wanted me?
One. Lucky. Fucker.
I groaned and picked her up in my arms, holding her tightly against my chest, skin on skin, as I climbed the stairs. I laid her down gently on my bed, and moved my hands down to slip a finger inside her. I heard her breath hitch and her back arched. She was wet, so ready for me. I pushed her thighs apart and settled myself so the tip was just inside her.
"Blake, just do it. I need it after tonight; I can't explain I just need you to fuck me."
I pushed hard and my cock slid deep inside her. I wanted to obliterate any insecurities she might have had about Amber. There was no way in hell I would go back to her now. Not when this felt so good. Her eyes rolled back, and she let out a soft cry.

"Sweetheart, you haven't felt anything yet." I promised.
I pulled out slowly, and then thrust into her hard. Her muscles were squeezing me, trying to pull me further into her and I lifted one of her legs and placed it over my shoulder.

“Harder,” she breathed out urgently whilst her head fell back against the headboard. I don’t think this girl really got how much she turned me on. Harder? I would give her anything in this moment just to keep that look on her face. I thrust in and out again and kissed the side of her foot, her ankles, her calves. I grabbed her thigh and waist to propel myself even deeper into her. My hand reached down and found her clit. I swirled my thumb over it in small circles, getting quicker in time with her little moans. As I pounded into her I pushed her leg forward so I could reach her nipples and gently tugged. Her muscles clamped down around my cock and she cried out as the orgasm washed over her. I thrusted again a couple of times until her muscles contracting were milking everything from me.
I let her leg drop to the covers and collapsed on top of her, kissing her neck and licking that spot behind her ear that made her shiver.
I rolled off of her and pulled her back towards my chest, tangling my legs in hers. Her body was so soft and warm and fit mine perfectly. She was practically lying on top of me and I could feel her heart beating wildly against my chest. I ran my fingers through the soft curls of her hair and it slowed down to match mine in a perfect rhythm. I was beginning to imagine spending my life with someone like Cassie. No not someone like her.
Her
. And it felt right. Like all the shit was worth it to spend my days making her smile, and nights making her fall apart in my arms. The past no longer seemed so dark because my future was brighter with Cassie in it. But there was still the small matter of
Abbey I needed to deal with
. And soon.

Chapter 12

Cassie

"Thanks for coming with me, today." Blake took my hand and kissed the back of my knuckles. "It won't be as dull as it usually is if you're there with me."
He had convinced me to go with him to his parents' annual garden party which they put on every year for their staff. Even though they're divorced his mum still organised it all.
"No problem. But I have to say I'm nervous about meeting them. What if they don't like me?" He laughed as he brought the car to a stop outside the sprawling manor house. "Sweetheart, they are going to love you. Don't worry about it." He opened my door and offered his arm out to me. I grabbed it to try and stop my hands from shaking. It was silly to be this nervous but the party was important to Blake and I wanted to make a good impression.
The house was huge. The impressive foyer held a few sofas and chairs, and plenty of people were milling around with canapés and drinks in hand. Blake picked up two glasses of champagne from a waiter walking past and handed one to me. "Please don't make a cheesy toast. I can see it in your eyes." I begged.
He laughed, "Okay, I won't but I do want you to know how happy I am right now. And that's all because of you."
His lips crushed against mine and I had to grab hold of his arm to steady myself. It was a spine tingling, we-are-the-only-ones-in-the-room kind of kiss, but the clearing of throats next to us reminded me that we definitely weren't alone.
He pulled away abruptly and stiffened next to me. "Mother, Father." He gave a curt nod to his dad but his mum pulled him into an awkward hug and kissed his cheek. "This is my girlfriend, Cassie." My eyes flew to his and he raised an eyebrow questioningly. He smiled when he saw my lips turn up. We hadn't discussed labels yet so girlfriend came as a surprise. He moved his arm to sit round my waist and pulled me to his side protectively.
"Oh. Girlfriend. When you said you were bringing someone I assumed it would be just a date like usual." She spoke the words directly to me as if she was trying to make me jealous or scare me off. I didn't quite know how to take her which was making me uncomfortable.
"Cassie, it’s a pleasure to meet you. John Richards." He held out his hand and I shook it, nervously smiling at how awkward I now felt knowing his mother’s gaze was on me intently. “This is Blake’s mother, Elena.”

“Well it’s lovely to meet you, we will catch up with you later. Excuse us please.” She bowed away gracefully, pulling John with her and I could see the apology in his eyes before he nodded his head and followed her.

“That was…interesting.” I eyed Blake carefully to see if he was going to give anything away. He blinked a few times then turned to me, squeezing my side,” They’re a little bit strange, sorry. I don’t think I’ve ever introduced a girlfriend to them before for that very reason. As you can see, we don’t have the best relationship.”

“Why is that?” I dared to ask the question but regretted it as soon as the words left my mouth, “Sorry you don’t have to answer that, I’m just being nosy.”

He did his best to hide the emotions on his face but his eyes betrayed him, they were filled with dejection. “Things just haven’t been the same since my sister died. They didn’t deal with it well and neither did I. I had a better relationship with her towards the end than they did and I can tell my mother resents me for that. My dad just keeps out of it.”

“That’s sad. They should be grateful that you were there for her, not resentful.” He shut his eyes and when he opened them he looked down at me and I saw that his guard was back up. “No more heavy talk. Today is supposed to be fun. And I get to show you off.”

I giggled and he took my hand. “So I’m your girlfriend, huh?”

He looked at me with uncertainty, I had never seen Blake so unsure of himself. He was always cocky and confident but there was something about relationships that had him wanting to run and hide. “Well yeah, if you want to be. If not it’s fine…I just thought…” I turned to him and put my hand on his cheek to stop him from babbling, “I do want to be. But, you know that means exclusively, right? If I’m in this wholly, then I need you to be too.”