Sky spoke through gasps. “God, REM. This. You. Too much.”
He rocked hard into her as he spoke into Sky’s neck. “Not nearly enough.”
Her nipples were hard and begging to be lavished with wet kisses as he squeezed and kneaded them. Hell, she wanted him to kiss her all over her body and wondered what his tongue would feel like tasting her clit. The mere thought made Sky crisscrossed her legs around his waist again, and roll her hips into his cock.
He growled into her neck as he kissed his way down the soft column and lower. “We have on entirely too many clothes.” Then, his hands were everywhere. Remington managed to take off Sky’s shirt, unhook and remove her bra before she even realized it. When he latched on to a tightly pebbled nipple and sucked—Sky arched up off the matt. She squeezed her eyes shut.
Holy, shit. I’m going to die. He feels so good maybe I’ve already died. Sky thought.
“Is everything okay in here?”
They froze. Sky started to freak out and unhooked her legs. Frantically, she looked around for her t-shirt. She found it and crushed it to her breasts.
“Is everything okay in here?” The voice asked again.
Sky couldn’t form words. She was on the edge of a full-on panic attack.
Remington was calm. He responded for her. “Everything is good.” The heat in his eyes hadn’t diminished with the appearance of another person. Remington caressed the side of Sky’s cheek. “Real good.” The second part of his answer could only be heard by her. She licked her bottom lip that was still swollen from his kisses. Remington sat back on his haunches and slid his hand down to her waist and rested them there. There was no doubt from the look in his eyes that he wanted to finish what they started.
Sky inhaled deeply getting some much-needed oxygen to her brain. She looked around Remington to see Henry Moss, a security guard that had been with St. Lucia’s Hospital for over twenty-five years, looking at them suspiciously. Flustered and still trying to control her breathing, Sky answered, “We’re fine, Mr. Moss. Mr. Kneeland is my guest. We were just getting in some exercise.”
He had that fatherly tone in his voice. “Exercise, huh? On the floor? Okay.”
A hint of laughter snuck into Remington’s eyes.
“Y-yes. Mr. Kneeland was just showing me a few things.” Sky was still attempting to cover up their full-on make-out session.
Mr. Moss chuckled to himself. “I’m sure he was.” He said sarcastically. “Just a gentle reminder the gym closes at eight—even for staff members and their guests.”
Sky nodded. Duly chastised. “Got it. We were just about to hit the showers.”
“Uh-huh.” He didn’t sound as if he believed them.
Remington couldn’t keep the smirk off his face. His back was to the guard which was probably a good thing. He’d hate to embarrass Sky any further by sporting a full hard-on and exposing the naked breast that was still wet from his kisses and not hidden by her t-shirt.
Remington hoped his large frame kept her out of view. A bit of possessiveness took over. He didn’t like the thought of other men looking at her. He turned slightly to make eye contact with the guard. If the twinkle in his eye was any indication, it was apparent the man had seen more than Sky would have liked.
Henry moved to leave. “Oh, by-the-way, Dr. Kirby?”
“Yes?”
He laughed lightly as he walked out of the gym. “Don’t forget security cameras are everywhere in this building. So, if you’re planning to do something you don’t want to be seen—the locker room should work. Just make that shower fast. I’m off the clock in the next thirty minutes.”
Mortified, she bit her bottom lip and smiled. “Got it. Thanks, Mr. Moss.” After he had gone, Sky wrinkled up her nose. “And that happened.”
“I like the way Mr. Moss thinks. Shower?” Remington was still hard as a rock.
“I think—” She paused. “We got a little carried away.” Sky attempted to move out of his embrace.
Remington tightened his hold. “I don’t think we got carried away enough, and there’s an easy fix to that. He bent low and placed a kiss on Sky’s lips.
She started to melt into him again, but the consequences of having sex with Remington fell over her like a ton of bricks. Mr. Moss was an example of that. Her job, her reputation, and everything Sky worked hard for would be at risk. Gently, Sky placed both hands on his chest and pushed. Her body was screaming are you crazy, but common sense had to prevail. “Henry probably just saved us from making a huge mistake. We can’t do this.”
Remington wasn’t ready to give up. “Not only do I think we can, but I promise it’ll be you can’t walk straight for a week kind of good.”
Sky trembled. “I am sure you could make good on that promise. But tomorrow is a big day for both of us. I don’t think we should nor do we really want to cross this line. Your daughter’s physician can’t be sleeping with her father.”
She was right. Dammit. Score one for common sense. Remington released his hold on her but even knowing she was right, there was still something inside of him that didn’t want to let go.
Chapter 14
Sky entered Charlie’s hospital room to find her lying very still with a serene look on her face. She wasn’t as pale as she had been a couple of days ago. As a matter of
