All About The Tempo (BWWM, Celebrity, Billionaire, Pregnancy) by Tamara Adams Page B

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                  "I want you so bad Cerise."
                  "I do too."
                  "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
                  "I know."
                  She lifted her eyes to his.
                  "But I want to."
                  He groaned and pulled her against him, bringing her hips in direct contact with his turgid erection. His shaft was burning a hole through his jeans and hers. He forced himself to stop and lifted her up, carrying her directly to his bedroom.
                  She hadn't been in there before. It was sparsely but luxuriously decorated in shades of gray with an enormous platform bed and a huge mirror leaning against one wall. A dresser, nightstands and a chaise lounge were the only other furniture.
                  He bent down and lay her gently on the bed. She stared up at him as he kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his shirt. His beautiful blue eyes were so serious as he stared down at her. He looked like he was holding back desperately. All his moves were so deliberate as he touched her.
                  He reached down and pulled off her ballet flats. Then he grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs slightly apart. Slowly, he crawled onto the bed until he was hovering above her.
                  "Cerise…"
                  He lowered himself down onto her.
                  "Oh god… Cerise… Once we start I might not be able to stop. Are you sure?"
                  She nodded, wanting to reassure him. He felt so good pressed against her this way.
                  "I'm sure."
                  A helpless moan escaped his lips before he lowered them to hers. The kiss went from zero to sixty in two seconds flat. His hands roamed over her body ceaselessly, caressing her breasts and hips and thighs. He stopped kissing her and tugged at her collar with a  frown.
                  "I want to- take this off."
                  "Alright."
                  His eyes seemed to darken to a dark aquamarine as he tugged on the waistband of her jeans.
                  "And this."
                  "Yes."
                  He was breathing heavily as he unbuttoned her shirt, pulling it open. His eyes flared as he stared down at her breasts, spilling out over the top of her plain white bra. He caressed her reverently, eventually reached beneath her to unclasp her bra. As it came free he groaned, his hands finding her bare breasts.
                  He leaned down and pulled her nipple into his mouth. She gasped, her back arching off the bed. He'd touched her there before but he hadn't done that.
                  And she knew it was just the beginning.
                  He busied himself with her nipples as his hands snaked down and started to undo her pants. He groaned again as he unzipped them and lifted his body up and off her. She felt so naked, so exposed as his hot eyes stared down at her.
                  Then he started to pull off her jeans.
                  Very slowly he pulled them down, his eyes devouring her as her bare skin came into view. She felt so shy but she didn't look away. She couldn't.
                  She was completely under his spell.
                  He tossed her jeans aside and slowly slid his hands up and down her legs.
                  "My God… Cerise…"
                  He bent down and started kissing her calves, making her giggle breathily at the soft, ticklish sensation. Then he worked his way up her legs, lifting each leg to kiss the inside of her knee.
                  "Oh…"
                  The soft moan that came from her lips caught her off guard. She sounded breathy…