My hands are on Chris' jacket before I even know what they're doing.

As I pull the collar aside, and yank the sleeves down his arms, I quickly remove the thick fabric that separates his body from mine.

One of his arms wraps around my waist tightly, and I peer up into his green eyes. He stares at me from several inches above, his melancholy gaze saying so much, yet so little all at the same time.

He brings a hand up to brush my hair back from my face, tucking a lock behind my ear. Then, gently lifting my chin up with his fingers, he delicately touches his lips to mine.

It's been so long since I've felt any type of passion in a kiss that his catches me off-guard.

It's beautifully intimate, raw and profound.

My lips move with his, and his tongue slips inside my mouth, creating a new sensation in my lower belly.

Butterflies.

He's given me butterflies, like I'm a hormonal teenager.

The kiss turns a little more intimate as the initial nerves lose their place in our embrace, and suddenly, it's like he can't get enough.

His hands are rough on my body, pulling and tugging at my clothes. I feel my silk skirt being lifted up around my waist, and I welcome the motion, spreading my legs further apart.

My hands find their way to his belt buckle; his hard erection presses against me from beneath his trousers, and my body craves him desperately.

No more crying. No more fawning after a man that doesn't love me anymore.

This moment is all that matters right now.

I feel his fingers graze over my panties as he dips his head down to kiss my shoulder.

I'm grateful for the fact that I wore my favorite pair today; lace and black, with a small, silk bow.

He slips a finger underneath them, and I inhale sharply, his cold extremities somehow leaving a blazing fire behind from his touch.

My body tenses, my hips pushing against his hand as he strokes my clitoris. I look into his beautiful, hazel eyes and bring my lips to his once again.

I love the way he tastes.

Suddenly, he pulls his hand away from my underwear, and wraps his fingers under my thighs. Pushing my body against his, I hug my legs around his waist so as to help him have a better hold on me.

It seems as if he doesn't need the additional help; he's so muscular and strong, that he lifts me with ease and pushes my back against the wall of the elevator so that I'm pinned against him.

As he kisses and sucks my neck, I can't help but be extremely happy in this moment.

Trails of fire are left on my skin, and I'm blissfully incoherent from his mesmerizing touch.

My moans seem to make him even more turned on, and he pushes into me when I mumble his name.

I moan aloud.

"Say my name again, Vanessa," he breathes in my ear, raising goosebumps on my skin.

I shutter, aroused, his name unconsciously tumbling from my lips again.

He groans, and pushes deep into me as I comb my fingers through his hair. Then, he picks up the pace, moving a little faster as we both synchronize our breathing to match the other's.

I'm so happy, so elevated and lifted that I could come undone at any moment.

I take a peek at us in the mirrored elevator doors, and can't help but feel even more aroused by the vision of us together.

Chris seems to be in the same euphoric state of mind, and we both stare into each other's eyes deeply as we continue to grind and move with one another.

I bite down on my bottom lip.

"Baby, don't bite your lip like that, or I swear I'll come just from looking at you," Chris pleads, breathless.

This excites me even more, and I bite down harder on my lip as I close my eyes and let my head fall back, embracing the tension that's been building up slowly over time.

"Is it okay if I come inside you?" Chris asks sweetly, and I swiftly nod my head.

He picks up his pace even more, groaning and gripping me tighter with each thrust inside of me.

I can't believe this is happening.

I'm having elevator sex with my boss.

Chris finally comes undone with one last thrust, and I follow, my body shaking and tensing in all the right places.

I rest my forehead on his shoulder, and we stay there for a moment, breathing heavily, enjoying our brief, elated time together.

I look up, into his eyes, and giggle.

He smiles, planting a small kiss on the tip of my nose, and lets me down.

As he pulls his pants back up, he stares at me again.

"I like this skirt," he compliments, rubbing the thin material in between his fingers.

I raise an eyebrow at him, as I smooth it back down, and tousle my waves into place.

Chris shrugs his jacket back on, and I push the little red knob to resume our descent to the lobby.

"Oh really? Why is that?"

He chuckles.

"As if I need to explain why."

I blush, and tuck my hair behind my ear as I look down at my feet.

I feel Chris' fingers on my chin, lifting my face so that we're looking each other in the eye.

"You don't know how long I've wanted to do that, Vanessa. You're so beautiful."

He seems to want to make a confession, but stops himself after his last statement.

I suddenly remember that he's dating someone, and all of the joy is sucked out of the elevator when the doors open on the first floor.

"Chris. I'm so sorry, but that can never happen again," I state, as we walk through the parking garage.

He knits his eyebrows together.

"Why not? I mean, if you need more time to heal, I — I understand," he stammers.

This time he's the one looking down out of embarrassment.

"You're in a relationship, a very serious one, and this is cheating. I can't do to your girlfriend what's been done to me."

Chris' head snaps up, and he looks into my eyes.

"No. No, I wouldn't do that either," he explains, taking my hands in his. "Dawn and I are no longer together. This time for good."

He smiles at me, a sad smile that doesn't touch his eyes, but instead of feeling better about our actions, I feel worse.

"Your new girlfriend was Dawn?" I ask incredulously.

Chris' smile slowly disappears, and suddenly, my fairytale ending has blown up in my face once again.

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These steamy sex scenes are starting to get to me, how about you? 🥵 My heart can't take the drama and I'm the freaking author! Lol let me know what you thought of this chapter in the comments.

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