Page 17 of Secrets and Lies

“Why do I feel like that’s not the truth. Not that it’s any of my business,” Lacy added quickly.

It was Remy’s turn to groan. “Okay, if I’m being honest we’re both so damn busy and exhausted we’re rarely in the same place at the same time and if we are, we’re asleep.”

Lacy chuckled. “I hear that. Logan and I always seem to be going at a hundred miles an hour or at a dead stop. I think it’s just the life phase we’re in. In a few years, it will settle down, and we’ll have more time together. Or so I tell myself. The big thing is to make time when you can, even if it’s just ten minutes to chat and catch up.”

“I know. I keep telling myself that, and then someone calls or texts, or I have a meeting to get to. You know how it goes.”

“I do so I really appreciate anything you can do for Gage.”

“I’ll do my best,” Remy promised. “Can’t wait to see you on Saturday.” She clicked off the call.

Lacy was right, though. She and Hawk really did need to make more time for each other. It was just hard now that she was running the medical arm of the Lock and Key Society. What had started as a managerial clerical job for the hospitals the Society ran had turned into something altogether different. Remy was now in charge of the entire medical staff at every site, making sure the Society had the latest and greatest equipment and doctors to offer to the Society members. Her new role took up a lot of time.

It didn’t help either that Hawk had taken on more responsibility under Archer Gray. Now, not only did he help with legal issues, but he also helped the security team. The two of them were just going non-stop.

She glanced at her watch. It was time for lunch. Maybe she could catch her husband for a few minutes. She knew he would want to help Gage. Getting up from her desk, she left her office and strolled through the hallways until she came to a stop outside of her husband’s office door.

“Hey there,” she said as she strolled in.

Hawk looked up from his desk. “Hey there, yourself.” He smiled at her and Remy’s heart skipped a beat. It never failed to do that. Thane Hawkins was one of the sexiest men she’d ever seen. She was damn lucky he was madly in love with her because she was crazy about him.

“What are you up to?” she asked.

“Just reading over some legal documents for Archer. I need to get back to him in”—he glanced at his watch—“about an hour on a couple of things. What about you?” he went back to reading the document that he was holding.

A slow smile spread across her face as she closed the door and locked it. “I was just talking to Lacy, and she said we have to make more time for each other, so I thought now would be a good time.”

Hawk cocked an eyebrow. “Now… as in right now? You want to have lunch or something? Sorry, honey, but I am really swamped. I don’t have time. Maybe we could schedule it for next week?”

“Actually,” Remy commented nonchalantly and began unbuttoning her blouse as she prowled around the desk, “I only have twenty minutes or so myself, but I thought maybe we could use those to refamiliarize ourselves.”

“Refamiliarize ourselves with what?” Hawk mumbled as he continued to focus on the contracts.

Remy dropped her blouse onto his lap, which brought his head up sharply, a bemused look on his face. She pulled the contract out of his hands, then spun his chair toward her. “Each other.”

Remy let the shoulder straps of her bra slip down her arms, revealing the slope of her breasts. Hawk licked his lips as he stared at her, his blue eyes going smoky. He glanced at the door, and then back at her and then he grinned wickedly. “Oh, I think I have time for that.”

He reached for her, slipping his hands around her torso and unclasped her bra. Her breasts bounced as she jiggled the lacy garment down her arms. Hawk spread his thighs, and she stepped between them, draping the bra around his neck. He nuzzled one swell, then the other, returning to the first one and sucked the nipple hard.

She arched her back, then slung her right leg over his thigh, and sat down, rubbing her clit over the hard muscle. Between that pressure, and the tug of his lips on her tit, excited tingles charged through her.

Hawk pressed both his hands flat on her shoulder blades, holding her in place while he worshipped every inch of her chest. She rocked on his solid thigh and dropped her hands to the hem of her skirt, fully intending to drag the material out of the way and settle on his cock, already was engorged and ready and pressed against her thigh.

The phone rang and Hawk lifted his head, dropping one hand to the desk, as if he was about to answer the call.

“Don’t you dare,” she told him as she grabbed his hand and redirected it under her skirt. God, she was wet and so willing. The phone rang a couple more times before it stopped. Thank God, because she wanted her husband so, so much.

“Oh, baby, you are the best distraction,” Hawk mumbled against her chest before he licked her aureola, moved her panties to one side, and guided two fingers inside her. His thumb fell to her clit and tapped as he pumped his fingers in and out.

Remy swiftly unbuckled his belt, then slipped the button free and lowered the zipper. She reached under the elastic of his underwear, and gripped his shaft, running her thumb over the slit on the crown. Hawk’s breath sizzled in with her erotic touch, and his hips shifted on the chair, and he rocked against the cushioned back, sliding down until his hips were on the edge of the seat.

Without dislodging his fingers, Remy lifted her left leg to straddle him. While she settled, Hawk shoved his trousers and briefs down, his cock—his beautiful cock—sprang free. She hiked her skirt higher around her hips and positioned the tip of his penis near where his fingers still played.

“We only have five more minutes, Hawk. I want you to fuck me now.”

Hawk chuckled at her not-so-subtle tease. “Gladly, baby.” He brushed her hand out of the way, notched his dick at herentrance, then lifted his ass at the same time he pushed down on her hip.

They both groaned as she stretched and filled, the sensual slide of him into her. With his fingertips digging into the flesh on her hips, he set them into a motion she knew would get them both over the finish line in no time. She balanced above him on her knees and met each of his thrusts until their skin was slapping loudly. Remy tossed her head back, rolling her hips to build on the friction from his pubic bone on her clit. She was close.

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