Missy felt a surge inside her as Cain wrapped his good arm around her waist, pushing himself deeper into her until it felt like he would plunge all the way up into her heart. His pulsing cock slammed against her G-spot and she threw her head back, letting out a long, loud cry of delight as they came together again.
Sex had never felt so intimate to her before, so entwined with the emotions that crashed against each other in her heart like ocean crests. She'd always seen fucking as something casual, a means to an end, a way to scratch the occasional itch. She'd always rolled her eyes when people talked about “making love.”
Finally, she knew what they meant.
Chapter 34
Missy
It took tremendous effort for Missy to pull herself away from Cain as they held each other on the couch, but a glance at the clock on her cell phone told her Hunter could show up any minute. She pulled her shirt on and yanked her jeans up, then helped Cain get dressed.
Missy grabbed the TV remote from the table in front of the couch and switched it on.
“What are you doing?” Cain asked. “You want to watch something now? He'll be here in a sec.”
“Yeah, I know,” Missy answered guiltily, “it's just...”
Cain laughed. “You want him to think we were just sitting here watching TV, is that it?”
“Uh, yeah, something like that,” she said. She realized she probably seemed pretty silly in that moment, but she still didn't want things to be uncomfortable when her brother got there. There was already enough going on without making him deal with any weird feelings he might have about his sister and his VP having sex.
Missy sniffed the air. “Does it smell okay in here to you?”
“It smells fine!” Cain insisted. “Relax!”
“Are you sure?” Missy heard the words tumbling out of her mouth nervously, and she suddenly realized she was close to having a panic attack. She hadn't fully understood how uncomfortable she'd been with the idea of Hunter finding out about them until this moment.
So much for not caring what anyone thought, she thought ruefully.
“Do you have any kind of air freshener, or...? No, of course you don't. I remember how the place smelled when I first got here. A cigarette? Do you have one we could light, just to...?”
There was a knock at the door and Missy let out a brief cry of surprise before she could stop herself.
“Calm down, for God's sake,” Cain said. “It's just Hunter!”
“Okay,” Missy said to herself quietly, taking deep breaths to calm down. “Okay. Okay, here we go.” She took another breath. And another. “Okay.”
She opened the door just as Hunter was about to knock again. He stepped inside. “Why the hell is the curtain drawn on the window?” he asked gruffly. “How are the guys supposed to check on you if they can't see inside?”
“Sorry!” Missy said, a little too loudly. She hated how shaky her body felt and how unnatural her voice sounded, and she tried desperately to get her nerves under control before speaking again. “I'm sorry, we were watching TV and there was a glare, so...”
“Shit, I wish I could sit an' watch TV,” Hunter grumbled, “but with everythin' that's been goin' on, I can't pay attention to anythin' on the screen for more'n thirty seconds before I feel like I'm gonna jump outta my skin. What were you guys watchin'? Anythin' good?”
“We were watching, umm...” Missy stole a glance at the screen to see what was playing. It was a dog food commercial.
Shit, she thought. Now whatever I say we were watching, he'll see I was lying when the commercial ends. Goddamn it, Missy, what the hell is wrong with you? You're an adult. So is Cain and so is your brother. Why are you going to pieces like this?
“We weren't really watching anything specific,” Cain said casually. “Just flipping around.”
“Uh-huh,” Hunter said. He looked from Missy to Cain and back to Missy, brow furrowed, head tilted to one side in thought. After a moment, he shook his head and said, “So what's the story with the motel?”
Cain and Missy spent the next twenty minutes going over what Missy had heard from Christina, and the plan she'd come up with. Hunter listened without interruption, nodding occasionally. When they'd finished speaking, he thought for a moment before responding.
“It's a damn good plan,” Hunter agreed. “In fact, it sounds like it's basically the only move left for us to make.”
“It is,” Cain said, “and I want in.” Hunter started to shake his head, but Cain continued relentlessly. “You need me, man. You need every Eagle you've got on this. And you know I deserve a chance to get back at those shitbirds for what they did to me.”