The Best Deception (New Edition)

by Ashley Jade

  I started kicking my legs in an attempt to get him to let me down, but he continued carrying me back inside the house.

  “Let me down. I already told you, have a nice fucking life. Now let me go, Jacob,” I gritted through my teeth.

  He made his way up the long staircase. “Nope. Not until you get a few things straight first.”

  “Where are you taking me?”

  “My bedroom,” was his only reply. He opened the door and deposited me on the bed.

  “Leave me alone,” I pleaded. “Let me go.” I barely even registered that I had tears in my eyes.

  “No, Leah. I won't let you go. I already told you. When I want something—I fight for it and I go after it, full force. No exceptions."

  Chapter 14

  “Why do you want me? Don't you see how fucked up my life is? What a fucking mess I am? I'm not the little perfect, uptight psychiatrist anymore, Jacob. My shell is cracked and you see me for exactly who and what I am now. I'm the girl who's responsible for my best friends rape and murder,” I said as the tears came down harder.

  “I'm the girl who's parents beat the shit out of her when they wanted to get all their anger out. I'm the girl whose mother was an alcohol and drug addicted whore. I'm the girl who grew up watching her mother give various men blow job's for a hit of heroin. I'm the girl who's father wanted to have her raped and then get paid for it. I'm the girl who's not worth anyone's love or affection and I never will be,” I finished, before I fell to the floor.

  Jacob cradled me against him and slowly rocked me as I cried my heart out. “God, Leah. I wish you could see yourself the way I see you. You are worth every ounce of someone’s love and affection and then some,” he whispered as he continued to hold me.

  “No, I'm not. You're only saying that because of your sex addiction. Unless that was all a lie too?” I asked, trying not to let the twinge of hopefulness in my voice show.

  “I don't think we should talk about this right now.”

  I scrambled out of his arms. “What's the matter? It's okay for you to know every fucked up thing about my life but I don't get the same privilege?"

  He took a deep breath and shot me a look of annoyance. “I didn't lie to you about that. Not exactly. Everything about my sexual desires is real. Except, I never had any intention of seeking any type of treatment for it. I liked the way I was. I liked having all sorts of women coming by at all hours of the night, doing whatever the fuck I wanted them to—" he started, before I cut him off.

  “You're sick. Like father, like son.” I got up from the floor, I certainly didn’t want to hear this.

  He yanked on my arm. “Sit the fuck down. Do you want me to be honest with you or not?”

  I reluctantly sat back down, because I did want complete honesty from him.

  “Yes in a way, I am like my father. With one huge exception. I do not share his disgusting perversion. Not one bit. Every woman I've slept with in the last 10 years have all been 21 or older. I won't even fuck an 18-year-old, I have strict rules," he said meeting my eyes.

  “Oh, how noble of you,” I spewed.

  “I know this isn't easy to hear, but you want the truth, right?” He reached for my hand, but I pulled away from his touch.

  “Anyway, before he died, I looked up to my father. I never knew about the horrible stuff he was into. I just thought he was a really good businessman, who was a bit of a womanizer and had a preference for high-class escorts. We were really close, and some of it rubbed off on me. Not the worst of it—thank god. But, even after his death—I still liked the way I was, Leah.”

  His gaze dropped to the floor. “I never wanted a family, girlfriend, or any of that bullshit. I liked having complete control in every aspect of my life—and I liked making lots of money and fucking anything in a skirt all because I could.”

  I winced at his choice of words but he lifted up my chin to look at him. “Then I met you. At first, I just wanted to make sure you were okay and that you were living a happy and successful life. That's all it was supposed to be. That's why I made you sign a contract and offered you money.” His face hardened. ”I know you wanna bitch right now, Leah—but just shut up and let me finish. Obviously, I was attracted to you, that was a given. I figured, we could just fuck, I would tell you the truth and all would be fine. But then, I found myself not wanting to tell you the truth anymore. I didn't want to hurt you. I wanted to see you happy. I don't know what happened exactly, but I do know that I started having feelings for you—real feelings.”

  He drew in a deep breath. “Feelings beyond wanting to just stick my dick in you all the time. At first, I just thought it was because you kept turning me down—which has never happened before, by the way. That's why I kept pursuing you. Not only did I like the push and pull dynamic between us, but I also wanted to prove to myself that I wasn't falling for you. I kept pushing the envelope with you sexually because I figured the feelings would just go away. They never did, though—if anything they only got stronger. I knew that after our first official date—” He paused and appeared uncomfortable. “Look, I'm not good at this shit. I'm certainly not a knight in shining armor, and I'm not really the type to settle down. All I know, is that I really care about you. All I want is for you to be happy. All I want to do is protect you. All I want to do is care for you because it's what I want. So, just let me.”

  I wanted to believe him. However, a big part of me knew it would end in heartache, and lord knows, I'd had more than enough of that already.

  I wish I could believe everything he was telling me, I wish his feelings were actually real.

  But, even if they were real—I still knew the truth. I wasn't worthy of them.

  I was damaged goods, through and through.

  I got up off the floor. “I'm sorry, Jacob. I appreciate all that you've done—really I do. I just don't think we're a good match for one another. You stick to your escorts and supermodels, and I'll stick to my job and taking care of my brother. It's just better that way."

  I turned on my heels and headed out the door.

  “I don't want any of that anymore. I only want you now. Only you,” he said as he grabbed my elbow.

  Why did he have to sound so damn convincing? He was making this even harder for me.

  I steeled myself and shook my head.

  “Why won't you let me take care of you, Leah? Why the fuck won't you just let me!” he screamed, causing me to jump.

  I decided to tell him the truth. “Because I'm not worth it,” I said, before walking out of his bedroom.

  He chased me down the hallway and down the stairs. “You know, I'm getting really tired of chasing you all the time, Dr. Adams,” he griped as he lifted me up, took me in his arms, and brought me back up the stairs.

  “Then stop chasing me and let me go,” I protested.

  He brought me back into the bedroom and closed the door. “Not a chance in hell. I already told you why.”

  “Then stop wanting me. It's all fake anyway. It will go away, I'm sure of it.”

  He put me down in front of the bed and dropped down to his knees before me.

  “What are you doing?”

  He untied the drawstring to my pants, letting them fall to the floor. “Showing you that I care about you, the only way I know how.”

  “Jacob—”

  “Shut up, Dr. Adams,” he barked as he grabbed my hips and kissed my navel, turning me to putty in his arms.

  I ran my fingers through his hair and he lowered his head and kissed me gently through the fabric of my panties, causing goosebumps to run down my body.

  I reached for the hem of my shirt and lifted it over my head as he slipped my panties down my legs.

  “I need you, Leah,” he whispered, before he parted my thighs and his tongue found my center.

  He pushed me onto the bed as his tongue tickled my clit, lighting a spark of desire that ran throughout me. “I need you inside me, now. ”

  He reached into the nightstand drawer for a c
ondom. A second later, I tore at his shirt and pants in a wild frenzy, causing him to suck in a breath.

  He planted tender kisses along my stomach, as his finger circled my clit and I shivered. He then adjusted himself over my opening and ever-so-slowly immersed himself in me as I cried out in pleasure.

  I shuddered as he interlocked out fingers together and continued thrusting inside me delicately, patiently.

  “Fuck me like I know you want to, Jacob,” I whispered.

  His eyes cut to mine. “This is exactly the way I want to, Leah.”

  His words warmed my skin and caused me to blush. He slowly increased his gentle thrusts with finesse and placed sensual kisses all along my breasts. His hands fastened on my hips before driving into me harder, provoking the first stirrings of my climax.

  I writhed against his hip bones and scratched my nails down his back as I screamed his name.

  I saw the hint of his cocky smile as my body convulsed underneath him and he found his own release.

  He wrapped me in his arms and held me flush against his chest. “Stay, Leah. Stay with me,” he whispered as his fingers grazed down my back.

  “Okay,” I said, before I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

  ***

  I woke up to his hand slowly crawling up my thigh hours later. The movement caused me to arch my back against him.

  He was already rock hard, and waiting for me.

  “Good morning, Dr. Adams,” he greeted me, before pulling me on top of him.

  I was beginning to think I was having a wet dream, until he infused himself in me. I opened my eyes to his sexy smile.

  God, that's one hell of a thing for a woman to wake up to.

  “Good morning, Jacob.”

  He held my hips and thrust into me hard. “Sorry, Leah, I couldn't help it.” He gave me a wink. “I am a sex addict you know.”

  “I'm not complaining.” I rolled my hips and pressed my hands against his abs and he groaned.

  “Fuck,” he breathed. He reached for my bottom and lifted his hips to meet mine.

  I continued to gyrate over him, matching him thrust for thrust.

  “Christ, the way you ride my cock is fucking unbelievable,” he groaned. “You are my new addiction. Really hope that's not a problem for you."

  I began rocking over his cock with even more earnest after that statement. “Not a problem at all. I'm happy to help.”

  His hand reached up and played with my clit, teasing and taunting me until I screamed out in pleasure. “You win. I can't resist you, Jacob,” I moaned, before I came.

  “Lucky for me I can't resist you either, Dr. Adams,” he said right before his body began to spasm against mine.

  ***

  He nestled against my neck. “You know we do have your brothers game in an hour right?”

  I shot up out of bed. “Oh my god. Danny. I completely forgot about him. I never told him I was staying out!” I shouted, frantically trying to find my clothes.

  Jacob laughed. “Relax, I text him early this morning. He actually thanked me for taking you out of the house and for not bringing any of that, so called, ‘nasty shit’ around him."

  He shrugged. “I told him that we would see him at his game in a few hours, and to let me know if he needed anything.”

  His words caused me to stop what I was doing and stare at him.

  My breathing hitched and I stood there shell-shocked. “You were being serious last night. Your feelings for me are real, aren't they?”

  “Yes, they are.”

  He threw a pair of jeans on. “Come on, let's have breakfast. Lillian's pancakes are to die for.”

  I flushed with embarrassment and buried my face in my hands. “I don't think I can ever look that woman in the face again. After what she walked in on—she must think I'm a freaking lunatic."

  He took my hand and proceeded to bring me out of the bedroom. “Lillian's known me for over 10 years. It will be fine. Let's go.”

  Lillian paused when she saw us.

  Shit, this was awkward.

  She walked over to me and took my hand from Jacob’s. I looked over at Jacob, but he just shrugged.

  “Dear, I am so sorry about almost calling the police on you last night,” she started. “I didn't realize that Mr. Sand was experimenting with different sexual interests. Well, other than his usual indulgences—"

  I opened my mouth, but she continued, “Now, there is no need to be embarrassed.” She pursed her lips. “You know, I actually have an old bayonet that my husband left me in his will. Works much better than a swiss army knife, dear."

  With that, she let go of my hand and walked down the stairs.

  I looked over at Jacob again. He wiggled his eyebrows and flashed me a suggestive smile.

  Chapter 15

  “You wanna go for a run?” Jacob asked, as I cleared the kitchen table after dinner.

  Shit, I missed my morning run today. I'd never missed a run.

  That means I didn't see Jamie today.

  Guilt immediately swept over me, especially after all I’d found out last night.

  I looked down at the floor. “Yes. I can't believe I didn't go.”

  Jacob swept me in his arms. “Leah, stop. I can already tell you’re feeling guilty for some reason or another. What did I tell you about that?"

  He kissed my forehead. “I know you go for morning runs and talk to her. That's why I brought it up. I know it's important to you. I didn't want you to miss it. But it's late now, and I want you to be safe. I figured it would be best that I go with you. I'll stay back while you have your moment with her, I promise."

  I swear, every statement this man utters has the tendency to take my damn breath away.

  “Thank you, I appreciate it. I'll go get changed.”

  I was making my way up the stairs when he pulled me back to him.

  “Then after—I was thinking that you could come back to my house where we could shower together, and you could spend the night again," he whispered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear.

  Tingles erupted throughout my body with those words.

  However, I knew that I couldn't. I had to be here for Danny. Although he seemed in happy spirits lately, I needed to remember that he was my first priority.

  Spending the night with Jacob again wouldn't be very responsible of me.

  “I'm sorry, Jacob. It's not that I don't want that. Trust me, I do. It just wouldn't be fair to Danny. I can't leave him alone for another night."

  Jacob nodded his head in understanding as Danny walked down the stairs. “Would you stop being a pain in the ass before he dumps you, Leah.” Danny waved me away. “Go, spend the night. I'm 15—not 5. I'll even study for my stupid English test.” He grinned. “I already told you—you were less of a pain in my ass when you were happy. Now go be happy, please."

  I opened my mouth to protest but he ran off to the kitchen in search of a snack.

  “Did I ever tell you how much I like your brother,” Jacob said before giving me a quick kiss.

  I went into the kitchen and pulled Danny into a giant hug. “I love you, baby brother. More than anything in the whole entire world, kid. Thank you.”

  “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Love you too, sis. Now cut this mushy shit out,” he said returning my hug.

  ***

  After making sure that Danny was all set for the night and the next morning, Jacob and I headed out for our run.

  At first, it was awkward, since I wasn't used to having a companion and all. But, after the first few minutes, Jacob and I found a steady pace and our bodies ran together in perfect unison.

  We made it halfway through the woods when Jacob slowed his pace down and I ran ahead of him.

  I ran over to Jamie's spot, apologized for being so late, and told her how sorry I was about everything that I’d caused.

  Just when I was about to give into the worst of my guilt and start crying—I looked up to the sky and saw a shooting star.

  Call me crazy, but I
knew it was her telling me that she was watching out for me, and she wanted me to be happy.

  Jamie loved shooting stars. She even had those glow in the dark stickers all over her room when we were little.

  I closed my eyes at the memory. What I wouldn't give to still have her here with me.

  I knew that nothing would bring her back—but that didn't mean she still wasn't a big part of my life.

  I decided that I wanted her to meet Jacob since he was becoming a big part of my life now too.

  I took a few steps forward and found Jacob standing behind a large tree. I took his hand. “Come with me.”

  “Are you sure, Leah?” He looked down at the ground. “I'm pretty sure I'm the last person who should be going over there."

  “You didn't do anything wrong, Jacob. She wouldn't be mad at you. I know that for a fact,” I said while grabbing his hand harder and leading him to Jamie's spot.

  We sat in silence for a few moments. I looked over at him and he closed his eyes. It appeared that he was now having his own private moment with Jamie.

  I stood up and gave him some space. A few moments later, I felt Jacob's arms wrap around my waist and he kissed my cheek. “Ready?”

  “Yeah. Everything okay?”

  He nodded and we made our way out of the woods. “Yeah, now it is. I feel better actually. Thank you for that, it meant a lot.”

  “Come on, Jacob. I'll race you back to your house. Winner strips off the losers clothes first.”

  I flashed him a cocky smile of my own before I ran ahead of him.

  “Now that's what I call a win-win situation,” Jacob shouted before he sprinted ahead of me.

  ***

  Jacob ended up winning the race by a landslide. He flew by me with lightening speed. We rushed right past Lillian on the staircase and he yanked me into the bathroom, where he started stripping my clothes insatiably. “Whoa. What's gotten into you?” I asked coyly.

  “I need to be balls deep inside my girlfriend,” he growled, before picking me up and bringing us both inside the shower.