Page 19 of Loathe

“I know you’re not ready to do this, but I know you are strong, and you’ll get through it. Once it’s over, you’ll be stronger, and no one will want to fuck with you,” he murmured against my ear.

“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be. I’m just glad you’re going with me. I don’t know that I’d have the strength to do it at all if I was going to be alone.”

He turned me to face him and placed a gentle kiss on my lips, causing my body to melt like butter. I felt my body heating up, and I knew if we continued on the path we were going, I’d never get my bags packed. I pulled back from him, panting for air with a smile on my face. Before I could catch my breath, he pressed his lips to mine again, and his hands roamed my body. My skin felt as if it were on fire. I knew I had to stop him before things got carried away or we’d never be able to leave.

“Easy, killer. If we don’t stop now, I’ll never finish packing and we’ll miss the flight.” I turned back to continue putting things in my bag.

His hand was flat on my back in an instance, pushing me down so my ass was out and bumping against what I could now feel was a growing erection. “I can be quick,” he growled, his fingers sliding over the fabric that covered my wetting folds.

A sense of urgency overtook us as he yanked my pants and panties to my ankles, a moan escaping my lips as he took his clothes off too and pressed his warmth against my ass. “Please, Cameron,” I begged with bated breath.

He didn’t disappoint as he plunged into me. I hung onto my luggage for dear life as he pumped into me hard and fast. I screamed so loud I knew half the club would hear us. It wouldn’t be the first time their ears had been filled with the sounds of pleasure, but damn, no one had ever made me feel this way. It had never been about me or about a connection, just me getting him off to get what I needed form a guy.

My legs began to shake underneath me as I felt him pulse inside. “Cum for me, Princess. That’s it!” His words were like fire to my body, and I quivered, his hands holding me up as I was wracked with pulsing pleasure.

We caught our breath for a few moments before he helped me get my clothes back on.

He laughed a low rumble as he moved away from me and headed for the door of my room. “I’m going to get the Uber ordered and get my bag. Let me know when you’re finished so I can grab yours too.” Cameron winked before disappearing into the hallway.

I quickly threw together my bathroom bag and shoved it into my big suitcase. I couldn’t believe that in a matter of hours I would be on a plane heading to see the man I had called my father and the man that had let me know I was nothing more than a money maker to him. The more I thought about the things the evil bastard had put me through, the easier the plan sounded to me. I finished getting my things together and headed for the door where Cam was waiting for me. I watched as he threw our bags in the trunk of the Uber and I couldn’t help but think about how good he’d been to me since I’d arrived.

I knew I didn’t deserve his love after all the horrible things I’d done in my past, but I was thankful that he chose to see past all my bullshit and love me anyway. I hoped that I wouldn’t get scared and sabotage things with him like I had with any other guy that had halfway cared about me like Tony had at first. Once he had our bags in the trunk, he reached for my hand and led me to the back of the car, opening the door and allowing me to slide in first. I scooted over enough to let him in, but sat in the middle right next to him.

I loved being close to him and the feel of his warm body against mine. My mind created a war within itself trying to make me think I didn’t deserve the love Cameron was showing me, while the other part of my mind told me I did deserve it. I shook the warring thoughts from my mind and leaned into him as the driver got into the car and started the engine.

The driver smiled at us in the rearview mirror, but offered no conversation as we headed for the airport. The closer we got to the airport, the more my stomach felt like it was being tied in dozens of knots. By the time we got to the airport, I had already thrown up twice and told myself I needed to stop being such a princess about it. As we made our way inside the airport, I noticed there were people standing around that I recognized. The help that Tony had talked about enlisting were scattered all around the airport and some were even on the plane. I smiled as I realized that Tony cared about me more than he let on. He had to or else he wouldn’t lift a finger to help me.

As I reached up to shove my carry-on bag in the compartment above my head, I turned to see Tony sitting three rows back looking at a magazine pretending not to notice me staring at him. I took my seat shocked that he would even come on this mission personally, but grateful that he did. It wasn’t long after I took my seat that the plane jerked into motion and we were in the sky. I tried to relax and enjoy the ride, but knowing that I’d be landing in my version of Hell didn’t allow me to enjoy the trip all that much.

I wondered what my mom would think if she were still here to see the way things had been and hoped that she would’ve left his abusive ass a long time before. I often wondered what life would’ve been like had she not been killed, because of a selfish decision he’d made. He had robbed me of the most important person in my life and no matter how much he begged me to, I would never be able to forgive him for that. I tried to distract myself with the view out the window, but my mind continued to race the longer we were in the air. I was thankful that Cameron was with me. I was in awe of how he doted on me and tried to distract me from my own mind with conversation and movies.

I pondered what my mom would’ve thought of him. I knew she would’ve wanted me to carry on the family business regardless and we would’ve argued over that, I was sure. I had known as soon as I figured out what the family business was that I wanted to do something else with my life. I smiled as I thought of early memories with my mother before she started grooming me to be the whore my father had turned me into. I had always wished that things could have been different and hated him for taking that chance away from me.

Cameron held my hand the whole flight lifting it to his mouth and planting soft kisses on the back of my hand every so often. I’d gotten very little sleep. I leaned against him and tried to close my eyes to sleep. Though every time I did, I saw my father’s face as he’d climbed on top of me that fateful day when I was eighteen and took what little innocence I had left. I knew then that the plan had to be successful so he would know how much he’d hurt me. I vowed to myself as I sat beside the man I loved that by the time I was done, my so-called father would know exactly how bad he’d hurt me. I’d make sure he’d never hurt anyone again.

Chapter Nineteen

Cameron

I watched as Phoebe slept fitfully against me and I wondered what she was dreaming about, wishing I could take away the bad things that filled her dreams. We were getting close to our destination, New York, when she finally settled into a restful sleep. I hated the thought of having to wake her when we landed.

Just as the captain came across the intercom with the seat belt announcement, Phoebe sat up and stretched. She fastened her seat belt, and I could see her body tense as we began the descent to the runway. The time to execute the plan was getting closer. I knew she was scared, but I also knew she could set herself free of the monster inside her head known as her father.

The plane landed, and we grabbed our carry-on bags before disembarking. Once we got our bigger bags from the baggage claim, we called for an Uber and headed for the hotel we’d reserved before getting on the plane. We needed rest before putting the plan in motion, because we needed to be at our best. We couldn’t afford to slip up anywhere.

We got to the hotel and fell asleep on the bed immediately after laying down. I hadn’t realized how exhausting flying was until my head hit the pillow.

I felt Phoebe tossing and turning beside me, and I knew that she wasn’t having a restful sleep. I wrapped my arm around her middle, hoping it would calm her enough that she could settle into a restful sleep. She finally settled, and I slipped deeper into sleep until I felt her hands on me, trying to shake me awake.

“Cameron, wake up! Someone is knocking on the door,” Phoebe whispered as she shook me awake. “Wake up!”

I heard a knock at the door and jumped from the bed to see who it was. I tip toed to the door and made use of the peephole in the door. I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw Tony and one of the other guys on the other side of the door.

I took a deep breath and tried to reign in my pounding heart before I opened the door. Of course, it was only allies. Fuck, if her father had already figured out we were here, the plan was ruined and we were all dead.

“We know you are in there, are you going to let us in or make us stay out here all day?” Tony asked through the door.

I opened the door and stepped aside so they could enter the room. “You guys scared the shit out of us. What the hell is going on?” I asked as I rubbed my tired eyes.

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