Cain moved her hands constantly, never keeping them in any one place too long, which was driving Emma insane. As much as she wanted the hand to drift lower, any other need melted away when Cain lowered her head and sucked on her right nipple until it grew hard.
“Please don’t stop.” She clamped her hands around Cain’s head and held her in place. Touching herself had never brought this kind of intensity.
“Relax for me, honey.”
“Cain, relaxed is the last thing I’m feeling right now.” She really wanted to whack the side of Cain’s head when she heard the low chuckle, but doing so might pull the lips away from her body, and that just wouldn’t do. “Could you take your clothes off for me, honey? I want to feel you when you’re loving me.”
Hovering a little over her, Cain pulled her mouth away, which made her open her eyes.
“I love you.” After Cain made the declaration, which she had never made to anyone outside her family, she unbuckled her belt and shed the rest of her clothes. When Cain lay back down, Emma moaned as a trailing hand moved down to her most intimate place.
Cain took her time running her fingers through the silky wet heat, encouraging Emma to move with her to increase her pleasure. Just as slowly and gently, she moved her finger to the opening and her thumb to the hard clitoris, to help ease any discomfort Emma felt at first.
“Look at me, sweetling. This the first night we give ourselves to each other, but the commitment that goes with this honor is one I’m going to take a lifetime living up to.”
Emma gazed up at her and pulled Cain’s head down so she could kiss her. This was how she’d always dreamed this night would go. Cain didn’t disappoint by talking to her as she loved her. The talk of commitment and love made her glad she had waited. Giving herself to Cain was the best gift she could bestow. “Please, honey, make me yours.”
Emma tightened her hands on Cain’s shoulders as she broke through the barrier of her innocence, and again as the most unbelievable sensation of pleasure washed through her. Before the night was over she was hoarse from screaming Cain’s name into the darkened apartment, and when they went to sleep, she felt very well loved.
Emma remembered how Cain had held her and whispered how much she loved her when the intensity of the moment had driven her to tears. One of the most beautiful nights of her life had started with Cain standing under her window.
The woman standing in the yard now had nothing to do with romance or gentleness. Emma had only one thought in her head, and the possibility of it being true made her feel like someone had poured a bucket of cold water over her soul.
She knows.
Chapter Fifteen
Emma stood as frozen as Cain was down in the yard, unsure of whether to go out and try to talk to her. Her breathing started to slow when Cain seemed to realize where she was and went back inside. She noticed something different about Cain’s behavior, and she had two days to figure out what it was.
Cain, soon on the phone in the bunkhouse with her bar manager, ignored all the eyes looking at her as if she had lost her mind and forgotten they weren’t the only ones listening. “Bryce, get in touch with our friend right now. Tell him I’ll make it worth his while to meet me before I go home.” She looked at the tag on the phone and gave Bryce the number he would need later.
“Cain?” Merrick put her hand on Cain’s back, surprised at how cold it felt.
“Go back to bed, guys. I’ve got things to do.” It was a clear dismissal and they all tried to comply, giving Cain some space. “Hayden.”
He opened his eyes and sat up with no further prompting.
“Stay in sight of the guys and Merrick. I’ll be back by morning.”
“Do you want some company?” Hayden wished for the day Cain would say yes to the question, but her shaking head meant it wouldn’t be today.
“I won’t be long. Remember, nowhere tonight alone.”
“I promise, Mom.”
Cain pulled him close and hugged him longer than normal. She had planned this scenario before she left New Orleans, thinking she would drag it out a little just for the entertainment value, but now her anger was fueling the timetable. She didn’t worry it would make her sloppy. Kyle would never get that lucky. She wanted to flush the rats out of their holes and discover which of her enemies were helping Kyle set his trap.
“Should I go start the car?” Merrick tried again, hoping Cain would at least take her.
“I’ll be fine, and I need you here looking out for Hayden.” Cain finished pulling on her boots and reached for her coat. She kissed Merrick’s forehead once she was dressed and walked out.
When the door slammed shut, Merrick put her finger to her lips so no one would say anything. The federal agents who had enhanced the room didn’t need to know none of them knew what Cain was up to.
Outside, Cain pulled a satellite phone from a bag in the car and punched in a number. “You in?”
“When and where?” the male voice asked.
“Four hours, and you know where.”
When Cain slammed the vehicle door like she had the door to the bunkhouse and started the engine, Emma ran back to the window at the sound.
In the back room of the barn’s loft, Kyle pumped his fist and whispered, “Yes.”
Cain’s Suburban was on the road for less than two minutes before it had company. In no real hurry she drove the speed limit and relaxed back into the leather seat. If Bryce did his job, losing the Ford behind her wasn’t going to be a problem. A faint chirp from beside her drew her attention from the road for a second as she glanced to see who was calling.
“Mission accomplished, boss. I’m guessing your package will arrive in about three and a half hours, depending on the weather and tailwinds.”
“Thanks, Bryce. I’ll call back if I need you.” Cain drove past the city limit sign and put her traffic signal on to pull in to Ray’s feed store lot, where one of the delivery boys who had brought Ross’s order sat on the steps waiting for her.
Cain waved to him and pulled an envelope out of the glove compartment before hopping out. “Make sure Roy gets this, and here’s something for your trouble.” Cain handed him the envelope and a twenty-dollar bill.
“No problem. Do you think this will make much of a mess?” The young man looked like he dreaded the amount of sweeping in his future.
“If you let me out back it shouldn’t be too bad.” Cain followed him through the store to a large fenced area. A large quantity of farm equipment and parts was neatly stacked throughout the yard, but back by the delivery trucks was all the room she needed for her ride. She handed the kid another twenty to appease him about the dust and studied the north for what Bryce had ordered.
Special Agents Joe Simmons and Anthony Curtis both started cursing when they saw the approaching helicopter. Kyle hadn’t planned for this type of contingency.
Curtis reached for the phone and pressed speed dial to the boss.
“Gentlemen, this better be good.” Kyle’s voice filled the inside of the car, and from the sound of it, he wasn’t too appreciative of the wake-up call.
They knew their boss well enough to realize that after Cain had left, he had gone to bed to rest up for any media appearances he would be making in the morning, if the night panned out like he planned.
“Is Casey in town having a cup of coffee and you got bored, maybe?”
“The café closes at nine o’clock, sir, and Ms. Casey isn’t looking for a midnight snack. She’s catching a flight somewhere.”
“She headed for the airport, and you just now felt we needed an update of her whereabouts?”
Joe was busy looking for a volume control, and Anthony rolled his eyes and secretly cheered Cain on. It surprised neither of the young officers that Cain had proved too much for Kyle over the years.