[Elena's POV]

"You want to kiss me?" he whispered.

I stared at his mouth. The smear of his wetness felt sticky and hot against my bottom lip.

I slowly turned my head away, looking down at the dark carpet. The reality of where I was and what I just did crashed into me.

"I know your rules," I whispered, my voice sounding incredibly small in the quiet office. "You don't kiss women. We just have a physical contract. That's it."

I took a shaky breath and forced myself to look back up into his dark blue eyes.

It was probably the most humiliating place to confess my feelings, kneeling on...