Page 99 of Heart of Stone (Dark Billionaires)

“Christ, kitten,” he groaned hoarsely, spreading her thighs. “Pretty and pink and perfect.”

Kate wasn’t having it, gyrating her hips towards him. “Stop looking and touch me.Please.”

He snarled. “God, I love hearing you beg.”

And then he pounced.

Kate’s triumphantyesspread through the room like a shockwave.

He laughed into her pussy, sucking her clit and lashing it with his tongue. He’d intended to savour this, to bask in her taste, but now he was here he couldn’t hold back, curling his fingers inside her until she was balancing on the edge and crying out for more.

“Right there, right there, right there!” she panted.

He gave it to her. Eagerly.

“Ohhhh,” Kate shrieked, falling into ecstasy above him. She was rabid in her pleasure; fists tightening, toes curling, voice breaking, thighs squeezing, pussy clenching, until Warren became slightly jealous of how long her climax lasted.

“Stop,” she rasped finally, her thighs falling back to the bed in a heap. Rising to his feet, Warren watched her sigh. “Oh god.”

He bent over her, slinking his hand into her hair and tightening. “That isn’t my name, kitten.”

“Warren,” she said, grinning lazily.

“Good girl.”

Kate raised an eyebrow, glancing down at her bump. “Can I be a good girl again? Or are you going to treat me as though I’m made of glass just because I’m pregnant?”

“I’ll give you what you need when you need it. If you need a back massage because you’re in pain, I’ll do that.” He gripped her throat, tightening slightly. “And if you need to be punished, if you need to be spanked until you’re crying out for mercy, or you need to be forced to swallow every drop of my cum, then you can be damn sure I’ll do that too.” Warren finished with a gentle kiss. “What do you need, kitten? The former, or the latter?”

“The latter,” she said hungrily.

His softness withered. “Sit on the edge of the bed and spread your legs.”

Watching her position herself, Warren undid his belt, freeing it from the belt loops on his trousers until he could wind it around his hand. “I didn’t use bondage before, did I?”

She shook her head, lips parting slightly.

The form popped into his head. The one he’d asked her to fill out whilst he was in New York, listing all of the things she wanted to try. “You’re fine with it, as I remember.”

Those wide eyes couldn’t hide her excitement.

“Arms behind your back, kitten.” She sprang to follow his order, and he locked his belt around her wrists like handcuffs. Task accomplished, he stood back to observe his work, his cock rock solid beneath his fly. With a quick zip, he freed his erection, letting it hang heavy before her.

“Open your mouth,” he commanded her, aiming his cock at her with one hand and fisting her hair with the other. “You kick me if you want me to stop, understand?”

Kate didn’t answer. She simply leant forward and fixed her mouth over his cock. He groaned at her sudden heat, driving into her mouth, addicted to the suction she created.

“I’m going to fuck your mouth. You’re going to swallow every drop of my cum, and you’re going to thank me for it. Aren’t you?”

Her noise of acquisition was muffled around his cock, its vibrations clenching his jaw.

He didn’t wait then, seizing her head with both hands to plunge inside her. Her cheeks hollowed out whenever he drew away, urging him to sink back in. With every movement, Warren felt more confident, giving her more, until he could feel the back of her throat.

Pleasure was a savage sneer on his face, roughening his voice and his touch, pushing her limits with every stroke until he could feel the end approaching, until he could concentrate on nothing but seizing it and holding on with both hands.

“Every drop,” he reminded her, his balls pulled tight underneath his cock. He exploded with a roar, emptying himself down her throat. True to her word, she swallowed him, adding to his mountain of pleasure, turning the world to rights until it was all he could do to stay standing.

Breathing heavily, Warren pulled out, releasing Kate from her bondage and guiding her to lay back down. “What do you say?” he asked, swiping a bit of spillage from the corner of her mouth and returning it to her tongue.

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