The moment her lips touched mine, both sitting in the car, I wanted to make her mine. But I can't... she is my client and even though we both want each other, we can't

"Honey, stop..." I beg, separating our mouths. I'm cold and rude with her, but when she kissed me, I just wanted to take off her dress. Her parents are millionaires, I would be problems and I sleep with their daughter