guilty pleasure [bieber]

chapter 9

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I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out so I stand there gaping mindlessly at him. I didn't see this coming nor did I know what to say. I bite my down hard on my bottom lip. My silence surely doing the talking for me at the moment.

"Please say something." He practically begs

"This is so—sudden." Sudden. It was definitely sudden, but I wasn't entirely sure if those were the words he wanted to hear and by the look on Justin's face he confirms my suspicion—they're not. He slowly takes a seat on the king sized bed staring blankly at me, running his hand through his disheveled hair.

"Justin." I say so low it's almost inaudible. I glance down at my belly waiting for his response; running my hand over it. "Sudden" he says after a long intense almost unbearable silence and he continues to say it like he's testing the word out.

"Yea, sudden." I repeat.

"I thought this was what you wanted. It's what I want. Us moving on with our lives." He looks over at me with hurt in his eyes. My heart aches. It's what I want too.

"I do," I make my way over towards the bed and sit next to him. "I don't know why I said that." I shrug, "But maybe it's a sign that we need to thoroughly think this through so we both know that we're ready for this–all of this" I quickly glance around the room and then back at him

"There's no more thinking for me. I want this. I want us" I smile apologetically. I was sorry I couldn't give him the answer he wanted; the answer he deserved but this was something I couldn't just rush into. He pulls me close and kisses my forehead "I suppose I can wait and even though it feels like you have broken my heart into a million pieces. I love you. Always" He chuckles against my forehead.

We sit holding one another. His arms wound tight around my body; until finally I yawn. What a day, "Looks like someone's tired." He murmurs in my hair; I nod. "Lets get you to bed." He begins stripping me of my heels, stockings and the rest of my attire before giving me one of his shirts.

"Your shirt smells mighty fine Mr. Bieber, who does your laundry?" I chuckle sleepily; my eyes are hooded. I'm exhausted.

"Go to sleep." He winks and it's the last thing I see before I succumb to a deep slumber.

When I wake up the first thing I do is check the time—it's barely midnight and there's no sign of Justin next to me or that he was ever there to begin with. I stagger out of bed and begin my search for my CEO in this place that I could possibly be sharing with him.

Did I want to be with him? Of course otherwise I wouldn't have put myself through so much and let him put me through so much, but moving in together was a big step. It was something I couldn't just say yes to without thinking.

Besides that things may change when I tell him about the baby. He could tell me he wants nothing to do with me anymore and that alone would just completely shatter me.

Two months was no time, but it'd felt like two years and we had already dived head first into everything we've done. We had to be able to think logically.. sometimes

Ten minutes later after I had nearly considered myself lost I hear a voice from a room nearby. I follow it and end up in what appears to be an office. It's clean–sterile. Everything state of the art. From the desk and the computer that sat on it to the flat screen hung on the wall. I smile

After scanning the room some more my eyes land on Justin who's hanging up the phone and then his own eyes land on me; standing there in his t-shirt and just like that there's like some sort of magnetic pull because I don't know how, but I end up right in front of him; he's cupping my cheek and I'm breathy from the touch of his fingers.

"Who was that?" I question

"No one of consequence." He smirks; brushing the tips of his fingers up and down my face. I melt

"I like your office." I decide to say.

"I like that you like my office." He smiles as his hands start to trace my jaw before they're making their way down my neck, then over my breast, past my stomach until they're cupping my ass. His face lights up, but that isn't the only thing that's up on him; his erection is poking my thigh.

He takes a firm grip on my ass; picks me up and sits me on his desk. I wrap my arms around his neck and legs around his lower torso.

"What are you gonna do next Mr. Bieber?" I tease.

He trails his fingers to the bottom lining of the shirt I'm wearing and gracefully peels it off my body; I'm left in my bra and panties, "I like you like this" I bite down on my bottom lip and he licks his. I wait for his next move, but he doesn't do anything he's just stares at me.

"You're so beautiful." His voice is hoarse. I bring his body as close as it can get to mine and pull him in to a long intense kiss as I begin to unbutton his shirt. Once all the buttons are undone he throws it on the floor and starts undoing the belt—the only thing that was keeping his pants from being around his ankles.

Seconds later his pants and briefs are at his ankles exposing his lengthy erection and I'm throbbing. Justin reaches down to my panties and slides two fingers in and massaging my clit in a circular motion with his thumb. I quickly throw my head back in ecstasy at his touch. This man had me in the palm of his hands—literally.

I bring my head back up and stare at him straight into his eyes and mouth, "I want you." He smirks knowingly before practically ripping my panties off my body. "Are you ready baby?" I nod. "I'm going to take you now." He says and in one swift move he's inside me.

I lay back letting him take complete and utter control of my body. I let out a faint moan as he goes deeper. It's erotic and heady and the feeling is sensational all at the same time.

As he thrust deeper and harder hitting all the right spots I start to get that familiar feeling in the pit of my gut; my climax is building rapidly; I don't feel as if I can control it. "I'm gonna come." Justin grunts and with one last deep, magnificent thrust he cums inside of me and I follow suit letting go around him in a mind numbing, leg trembling orgasm. It's almost too good to be real.

I let out out a long satisfying sigh as does he. Justin pulls out and brings me into his arms like he did all the time and we sit there laid out on his desk; papers sprawled all over enwrapped in one another.

"Take all the time you need. I can wait." He finally says after awhile looking down at me; smiling. I'm confused.

"Wait for what?" I question.

"The moving in situation. I know I said I'd wait before, but this time I actually mean it. I don't ever want to rush you and besides I could wait for you for forever Naomi." He kisses my forehead and pulls my body closer like he never wanted me to leave and I didn't want to.

I heave a deep sigh, "I'll do it..." I say

"I'll move in with you."