I freeze. His mouth is so close to my ear, and his face almost brushes against my cheek as he leans over.

Gently, he unclamps my mouth and steps back. Too stunned by the encounter, I gingerly lift a finger to my lips and jaw and all the places he made contact with.

"I'm sorry for... coming on to you like that in the elevator," he continues, staring intently at me, "You were irresistible in that moment, and I...I have no excuse."

No, no, no, no. I didn't mean it like that. Why is he apologizing? Does this mean he regrets it?

"No one can know about what happened yesterday," Kane warns, his aristocratic eyebrows arched perfectly, "It's against our company policy. Employees are not allowed to be romantically involved."

Oh… I cock my head in his direction, "You broke your own rule." My tone is mild and teasing, but it stands out against the backdrop of tension in the room.

Kane rolls his eyes at himself, "Yes, I did."

"So, do you regret it?" I ask with my heart beating fast, "You regret kissing me?"

He doesn't respond for a moment and gives me the look like he's trying to gauge what to tell me.

"Just say it, Kane." I urge.

His response is to move in closer and crouch in front of me so that we're at eye level. Then he speaks, "You have no idea how happy I am that we kissed, even if it's just for once."

As he speaks, his eyes fall to my lips, and I can tell he wants to kiss me again. I’m happy but still surprised that our feelings are mutual.

"And no matter what happens, I'll never regret kissing you." His words hang in the air between us.

I don't know whether to blush or cry or turn away. Fiona's words come back to me.It’s crazy this is happening to you. Enjoy it.

"Fuck this," I sigh and give in to the feelings I've been suppressing for so long. My hands go to cup both sides of his face, and I throw myself from the chair and wrap my legs around his waist.

Kane doesn't waste a second to react. He's picking us up and rising to his feet, then setting my ass on the desk.

Our mouths, hungry for each other, are wide open in a searing kiss, and I moan when his tongue slips into mine. His hands explore all over my body, crushing me tightly against him.

Kane looks me in the eyes, and I can see his desire in his eyes. "You drive me crazy, you know that?"

All I can do is smile because he does the same. "Kiss me," I beg, and he does.

His lips trail down to my jaw and neck, nibbling all the way until he gets to the sensitive spot close to my shoulder. He sucks hard on the skin there, causing me to moan aloud.

"Shh," he whispers gently against my skin, and I nod quickly. I can't believe this is happening. Not only am I making out with Kane, but we're also breaking a major company rule!

Strong hands tug on the hem of my slacks, unbuttoning them and pulling them down. Next goes my shirt.

When I'm just in my underwear, Kane stops for a few seconds and pulls away from me. He moves back a few steps to admire my near-naked body.

"You're so beautiful, Chloe," he gushes, biting his lower lip, "The most beautiful."

The most beautiful...I like the sound of that.

He is also a sight to behold. His hair is tousled from my fingers, and his lips are swollen red. Never once breaking eye contact, he slowly begins to button down his office shirt to reveal the smooth, toned muscles I've been dying to see since the day I first met him years ago.

His pecs look smooth and tight, and I just want to touch them and lick them.

He throws his shirt aside and moves to his pants, and my entire body shivers in anticipation. When he's only in his briefs, I see very clearly what he’s got for me.And boy, is he something else...

He takes off his underwear, and I'm greeted with the full view of him. My mouth opens wide, and I just want to taste his silky yet hard skin.

I take off my underwear, and when I'm finally naked in front of him, I spread out my arms in silent invitation.