Sara
“Kingsley…” Sara whispered breathlessly as their lips finally parted, her forehead still resting gently against his.
The office felt like the most sinful place now.
Kingsley’s hand remained cradling the back of her neck, his thumb slowly stroking her cheek with such tenderness that it made her heart ache in the best possible way.
He stayed close, their noses brushing, sharing the same warm breath. He simply looked at her, his dark eyes filled with quiet emotion. Then he spoke, his deep voice low and husky in the stillness of the night.
“I’ve been thinking about this for so long,” he murmured, leaning in to kiss her slowly again. The kiss was unhurried, full of warmth and unspoken feelings. When he pulled back slightly, he continued speaking against her lips.
“Every time I see yo
