"Not worried about ethics anymore?"
"I should be, but no." She moves closer, her body inches from mine. "I want to do that again."
"You are a very confusing woman, Siobhan."
"Sorry. I don't mean to be, but I've never been so attracted to a man that I can't think about anything else." She fingers my lapel, her gaze focused on the movements. "You look so good in a suit. This one is even sexier than the suit you wore on Friday."
"I'm glad you like my clothes." Though I'd rather be naked with her.
"This is a bad idea, I know that. Can't help it, though."
"Having a conversation is a bad idea?"
She shakes her head. "Kissing you again is a bad idea."
"The worst ideas are often the most fun."
"Yeah, they are." She lifts her gaze to mine. "Kiss me, Nick."
For a moment, I just stare at her. The uptight professor who told me she would never violate the university's code of ethics has asked me to kiss her. Sure, I've wanted her since the moment we met. But I wasn't expecting this.
"Are you sure you want this?" I ask, and I can't believe I'm asking it.
"Yes. Kiss me, please."
I remember the other day when she kissed me, but that had been a simple kiss. Her lips on mine, nothing else. She'd surprised me then, but today, Siobhan has shocked me. I never thought any woman could do that.
What else can I do?
I slide an arm around her waist and pull her close. The breasts I've been fantasizing about for days are crushed against my chest. The warmth of her supple body covers me, and the scent of her fills my senses. God, she smells good. Feels good. Looks good. I love everything about her body, and I have no reason not to do what she asked.
So I push my other hand into her hair, tip her head back, and kiss her.
I felt her lips once before, but this time is different. Her body is plastered to mine, and I can't resist shifting my hand down to her arse even while I cradle her head in the perfect position for a deep kiss. I push my tongue between her lips and groan because she tastes so fucking good. Siobhan glides her tongue over mine, around it, like she's exploring me with every swipe. I go even deeper, devouring this woman as if I haven't kissed anyone in years, though it's only been a few months. Tasting Siobhan feels nothing like anything I've experienced before, and I never want to stop.
But I have to, eventually.
Not yet, though.
She wraps her arms around me, pressing that luscious body against me even more firmly. I want her naked. I want her wet and hot and writhing beneath me. If I backed her up to the desk, I could hike up her skirt and…
I peel my lips away from hers. With our faces millimeters apart, I gaze into her hypnotic amber eyes. "Siobhan, I want—"
She pushes away from me, smoothing her clothes with both hands. "Thank you for the kiss, Mr. Hunter."
"A thank-you? That's all I get? Come on, have dinner with me."
"I can't."
She grabs her things off the desk and marches out the door.
Chapter Six
Siobhan
I begged Nick Hunter to kiss me. For heaven's sake, what is wrong with me? Getting involved with him is a horrible idea. The other day, I had considered the option of having a fling with him, but I later realized that's a horrible idea too. I'll get addicted to him. I mean, that kiss…
No sex with Nick. It would only lead to disaster, and I've suffered through enough of those.