Page 83 of Marrying the Billionaire

“Seven.”

He groans and presses the button on the wall that opens the curtains just a bit before he stops it, a ray of light coming in for us to see without it being overwhelming.

“Thanks for letting me sleep,” he says, shifting up on one elbow to face me.

“Can you go in later today?” I reach out a hand to run down his chest, enjoying the view. I still don’t think we’ve seen each other fully naked. And his bare torso is really tempting me.

“No. We’re back at it at eight.”

“I’ll see you tonight?”

He brushes a few strands of hair from my face, tucking them behind my ear. “I don’t want to make any promises I can’t keep, but I’ll try my best.”

I nod, leaning in close to give him a light kiss, heat sparking between us the moment our lips touch.

He cups the back of my head, my mouth opening under his as he rolls over so he’s on top of me, braced on his elbows, all that delicious weight just above me pressing me down into the mattress. His kisses are intoxicating, each one putting me further under his spell.

“I wish I could stay here all day with you,” he whispers against my lips.

I smooth my hands up over his shoulders and down his broad back, reveling in the feel of him. “And what would you want to do?” I move my mouth to his neck, reaching up to nip at his earlobe.

“Don’t tease me,” he groans, even as he arches his neck to give me better access. He lifts himself off me after a moment, his breaths coming faster. “You know exactly what I’d want to do to you.”

My breath catches at the blatant lust in his tone, but there’s something else lurking there too. Tenderness? Affection?

I tug him back down, cupping his jaw, kissing him wholeheartedly, wanting him even though it’s not the right time.

He stops reluctantly, panting now, a wince crossing his face. “I can’t. I’m already on Dad’s shit list. If I’m late again…”

My heart races as I work to get myself under control, inhaling and exhaling in a steady rhythm. “I understand. As long as you make it up to me later.” I grin, the flash of heat in his eyes sending shivers throughout me.

“It may not be tonight, but that I can promise.” He bends down to nuzzle my neck briefly, his lips like heaven on the tender skin. “Our first time won’t be a quickie before work. I want a whole night with you.”

A rush of arousal fills me, so strong I nearly wrap my legs around him so he won’t leave. But he’s right. The thought of uninterrupted hours with him is incredibly appealing.

“I’ll be waiting then.”

A small smile flirts along his lips. “I’ve never had a problem with self-control before I met you.”

I can’t help my answering smile as he leans down to give me one last kiss before getting off the bed and heading into his closet.

I really affect him that much?

Good to know.

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