Page 51 of Heart of Stone (Dark Billionaires)

That was when he flinched. “Then I’ll have Brax take you wherever you want to go. Unless that place is back to Rhys’s bed. And my guards will be staying; that isn’t negotiable. Graves targeted you once. He may do it again.”

Despite the reminder of the attempt on her life, Kate couldn’t help but smile. “I’ll have you know, I got into bed with Saffron. Rhys just invaded our Netflix marathon.”

“Will you stay?”

“I’ll stay,” she confirmed, goosebumps prickling their way up her spine as Warren’s fingers danced over her skin.

“Naked in my bed, I hope.”

“Consideringyourbed is the squeaky foldout behind your pervert mirror, I’m going to say no.” She lay down, letting the covers unveil her breasts as she threw her arms wide. “I’ll stay in the king-sized bed in here, thank you very much.”

Warren let loose a tortured growl and tugged the covers down even further, leaning above her and momentarily taking a rosy nipple into his mouth. “Have I told you that you’ve got fantastic breasts?”

“No, but I think you should.” Daniel, the ex-boyfriend who’d ghosted her, had called them droopy, but she wasn’t about to ruin Warren’s good opinion.

“You’ve got fantastic breasts.”

Should she say ‘thank you’ after a compliment like that? The best she could come up with was to reciprocate. “You’ve got a fantastic arse.”

“You only think that because we’re not currently sharing a bathroom.”

It took her a second, but she burst into laughter. “You’re disgusting.”

He nodded solemnly. “That’s more like it, yeah.” His strong arm wrapped around her shoulders, drawing them closer together. “Rhys and Aldous’s mum, Linda, is having her sixtieth birthday here in a few days. I want you to come as my date.”

Kate bit her lip playfully. “I probably shouldn’t mention that I’ve had both you and Rhys in bed with me then?”

Warren’s nostrils flared as he held her wrists above her head with a single hand. “Not if you don’t want me to tie you to it, no.”

The breath she released was one of anticipation. She’d spent enough time on the internet to know she wasn’t completely vanilla, but she’d never been faced with her kinksactually happening. “He was against me all night,” she baited him.

“Don’ttest me, kitten.” His voice was heavy in her ear, his free hand teasing her breasts.

She writhed. “Or what?”

“Fucking hell, Kate.”

Kate yipped as he bit hard into the flesh between her shoulder and neck.

“I’m going to send you a link to a questionnaire. Fill it out. Understand?”

“Yes,” she panted. Warren placated her with a surprisingly tender kiss before getting to his feet. “Wait,” she held out her arm, trying to entice him back into the bed. “Where are you going?”

“I have a meeting with the CEO of one of our subsidiaries in London. I’m sorry. It’s urgent.” Judging by the erection fighting at his fly, his apology was genuine.

Kate pursed her lips innocently. “But what am I supposed to do in here whilst you’re gone?”

The corners of his eyes crinkled with understanding. “You’re not to touch yourself.” It was an order.

“And if I disobey?”

“Then you’ll be punished, kitten.” He shoved her laptop into her hands. “Now fill out the fucking questionnaire.”

Warren: You’re not to touch yourself today.

Kate nearly screeched with frustration when she saw the message. It had been the same every morning, coming at ten o’clock on the dot. Theonlything coming. Her need, however, had grown exponentially. Filling in the questionnaire hadn’t helped. It had sent her down a kink rabbit hole of terms like ‘brat’ and ‘rope bunny’ and ‘subspace’, and every image had her wanting more. Even things that she’d never heard of like predator/prey play had her thighs clenching together.

Kate:I hope you’re having to get up stupidly early to send me these.

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