Killing Game (25 page)

Biting her lip, Lily moaned as she tensed her thighs and milked his shaft harder. His eyes were so soft and tender that she wanted to move hers to rest on the couch as she felt suddenly shy. Feeling his hand sliding up her arm and around the back of her neck, she smiled and brought her forehead to rest against his.

Cain moved his hips forwards to bury himself deeper inside her. As he did so, she moaned his name softly, her hips still moving slowly against him. She licked her lips and he smiled to himself, wondering if she felt as close to him right now as he felt to her.

“Lily...” He ran the backs of his fingers down her cheek and she leant back to look at him.

Her breath caught in her throat as the change of position put him deeper inside her.

“Cain...” Swimming deep in his eyes, she could feel her heart expanding and it caught somewhere in her throat along with her breath.

“I love you.” Cain’s brows furrowed slightly as his eyes narrowed into a gentle look, waiting for a reaction. She moved her hips harder against him and smiled.

“Say it again...” Lily leant back further, biting her lip over how those words had made a fire in her like a volcano.

“I love you, Lily.” He felt himself creeping closer to the edge. Grinding his hips into hers, he pulled her forwards to him again and looked earnestly into her eyes.

“Cain...” Grasping his hips with her knees, she moved a little quicker, never breaking eye contact with him. The feeling in her abdomen was growing out of control. “God, I love you.”

Cain bucked his hips up hard against hers as he came. Lily moaned harshly and screwed her face up, letting her orgasm carry her away like a tide.

Breathing deeply, she looked back at him. He was searching her face and eyes to see if what she’d said was real. Lily slumped forwards and let her nose touch his, trying to catch her breath as her heart pounded hard against her chest.

Drawing away from him again, she trailed a lone finger down his cheek and smiled into his eyes.

He slowly shut his eyes as she leant forwards and kissed him gently, their bodies still intimately entwined.

* * *

Lily stifled a yawn as she lay staring at the moon outside the window of her bedroom. She sighed out her breath and continued to trace patterns on Cain’s chest, remembering the conversation they’d had about his scars the first time they’d shared a bed.

Looking past the open bedroom door, her eyes came to rest on the front door of her apartment. She smiled and closed the door for the second time on her old life, looking forward to making a new one, in a different city, with a different man and a different identity.

Plane tickets sat on her side table, all one-way trips to Rome.

Two passports sat next to them.

One bore the name Reece Cooper, an identity given to her by one Mr. Moretti when he’d told her to take care of the man he saw as a son.

The other bore the name of Lily Cooper.

She smiled against Cain’s mouth as she craned her neck and kissed him, thinking about how he’d react when he discovered that they were married.

She was sure he’d understand.

And if he didn’t, she still had his Walther P99 and was prepared to make him understand.

Cain opened his eyes and followed her gaze. He frowned at the two passports, and the plane tickets sat next to them along with his gun, and then smiled internally as he realized what was happening and captured her lips again. If he knew Mort like he thought he did,
then
she’d been told before tonight all there was to know about him, right down to his name.

His eyes roamed what he could see of her apartment without taking his mouth away from hers, and he realized that it was as sparsely furnished as his one in New York. He smiled down at her as he broke the kiss.

“Why do I get the feeling I’m going somewhere?”

“We’re going somewhere,” Lily corrected him and swallowed down her nerves. “Mr. Moretti believed it was best if I left the country, and took my husband with me.”

He smiled at first and then arched a brow as what she’d said sunk in. “Husband?”

“Husband,” Lily reassured him with a kiss and a smile.

Cain smiled.

New life, new city, new wife—a third chance to make things right.

It didn’t get better than this.

Lily looked mischievous.

“Sarah’s coming, too.”

He rolled his eyes and pretended to sigh.

Nothing would ruin this moment, this new life they were about to begin.

Grabbing hold of her with his one good arm, he kissed her as hard as he could, not letting go even when she giggled and tried to wriggle free of his grasp.

He’d never let her go, no matter what.

What kind of husband would he be if he did that?