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Everything hinged on this moment. A good man would say stop. I opened my mouth and the word wedged in my throat. She studied my face and took a sharp breath. Before I could form a rational thought, she dropped to her knees. She unfastened my trousers and yanked them down, followed by my boxers. I could still say no. It wasn’t too late. Why hadn’t I said no yet? My heart thudded in my chest.
“Skylar…” I whispered the word like a benediction.
She tilted her chin to steal a slanted look at me. “Yes?”
“Please.”
“Please what?”
White noise roared in my ears. I swallowed.
You stupid bastard. Tell her no.
I reached down and ran my fingers through her silky lilac hair. “Please don’t stop.”
She kept her eyes locked with mine as her hand gripped the base of my shaft and her warm, soft mouth closed around me. My breath cut off. The fire in my blood consumed me, burning me alive. I couldn’t control the shudder of pleasure that ran through me. It had been so long since I’d been like this with a woman. I’d forgotten the exquisite ecstasy of it. Her cool hand wrapped around the base of my shaft and she bobbed her head, working me with her hot mouth and tongue. My hands tightened into fists at my side and her beautiful blue eyes locked with mine. She dug her nails into my backside, pulling me forward, taking me deeper. What was I doing? Every part of me ached with need for this woman. My hips rocked involuntarily as I surrendered to the divine sin of the inked angel on her knees for me.
My breath came in sharp pants. “Fuck. Ah. Shit. Fuck. Oh. Oh my God.”
The vibration from her satisfied laugh around my cock made my knees weak. She popped me out of her mouth and licked a long line from the thick base of my shaft to the head, teasing me with her tongue.
She chuckled. “Such eloquence, Dr. Forster. Did you learn that at Cambridge?”
A rough groan escaped my lips. I needed her to welcome me back into the velvet heat of her mouth. Her tongue slid up and down my length and the world dissolved into nothing but raw, exquisite sensation.
She looked up at me. “Does that feel good?”
I swallowed, fighting to form coherent words. Oh God. She wanted validation from me. This was messed up. Beyond messed up.
“Yes… so good… fuck… so good.”
I groaned as she took me back into her hot mouth. My fingers tightened painfully into her hair. The torturous need for relief gripped me. For years, I’d fantasized about this moment, but no fantasy could live up to the reality of Skylar Marshall on her knees pleasuring me. She sucked enthusiastically. The indecent noise filling my ears drove my arousal. Pure, stark desperation swept through me as my stomach tightened. Whatever madness this was, I couldn’t fight it. I was too weak. I cried out as release tore through me, but she didn’t stop until she’d wrung every last moment of pleasure.
She wiped her mouth against her wrist and stood. Her eyes locked with mine and she appraised me with an expression bordering on triumphant. In a strange way I was proud of her for having the confidence to go after what she wanted, but then the avalanche of guilt caved in on me. What had I done? One moment of weakness had cost me so much. I resisted the urge to fall to the ground and weep.
She cupped my face, stroking my cheeks with soft hands. “Don’t worry. It’s okay. I wanted it. It’s okay.”
I yanked up my trousers and buttoned them with trembling fingers. “It’s not okay. I should never have let that happen.”
She reached for my hand, but I snatched it away and stepped back. “Don’t, Skylar. For God’s sake, don’t.”
Hurt crossed her face. I made my living with words, but I had none to make this situation better. Instead, I walked out of my office. It was all I could do. If I’d been a better doctor and a better man, I would have done that five minutes earlier.
Thankfully, she didn’t follow.
Chapter 17
Skylar
My feet pounded the treadmill. Music roared in my ears and sweat plastered my hair to my neck. Every muscle screamed at me to stop, but I ran harder. A ball of guilt burned in my chest. I couldn’t strike the sad look on Reece’s face after he’d left me standing in his office. I'd wanted him so badly. He’d seemed so into it. When I’d asked him if he wanted to stop, he’d said no, but judging from the horrified look on his face afterward, he regretted it.
By the mirrored wall, I saw the first guys from the men’s team filtering into the gym from the changing rooms. Great. Time to go. The last thing I wanted was a run-in with Sean. I tried to slow down on trembling legs. Music blasted my ears and I pulled off my headphones to stretch on the mats.
I grabbed my towel and my water bottle and headed to the locker room. If I got out now, then I wouldn’t have to have a conversation with Sean. I showered, dressed, and made my way past the seminar room where we gathered for team talks. A low voice gave me pause. Nobody should have been in there at this time. Not Gabe and Miri? Had they exhausted the office and now they’d moved on to the seminar room? I couldn’t help my incredulous snort. The man owned his own hotel for God’s sake. Couldn’t they get a room?
I made to move by, but the low, rough voice gave me pause again. I’d recognize it anywhere. A knot wound in my chest. I should have kept walking, but I peeked through the keyhole. Sean leaned against one of the tables. He was talking to someone out of sight. A white t-shirt clung to his impressive torso and his black shorts highlighted his strong, muscular legs. I waited for my heart to betray me, but I felt nothing. I didn’t miss him. I didn’t even feel angry with him anymore. His infidelity had been the best thing for me. This relationship had been dead for so long. I couldn’t care less about Sean Wallace. All I could think about was Reece.
I caught a flash of auburn hair as Sean’s companion came into view. Confusion assailed my brain. Lana? My stomach dropped. Had Sean been cheating on me with one of my best friends? This whole time? How could Lana go behind my back like that?
