Page 44 of Heart of Stone (Dark Billionaires)

Warren dragged her over to the large rectangular ottoman in the centre of the room, pushing her backwards onto it, her ample breasts bouncing. He crawled over her, trapping his weeping cock between their bodies. “You like being held down, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she said again, her eyes glazed with arousal.

“I saw it on the night you arrived, when I pressed you against the wall. You like it when I’m rough with you.”

Kate nodded.

“You want to be at my mercy.”

Another nod.

“Good,” he growled. “Because I’m going to do whatever I fucking want to you.” Without another word, he bunched her skirt around her hips, letting a groan loose from deep in his chest at the sight of her lacy black underwear. Savouring every moment, he hooked his thumbs underneath the lace and unveiled the prettiest, pinkest pussy he’d ever seen.

“Warren,” Kate whimpered a few seconds later. “Dosomething. Don’t just stare at me.”

“You want me to do something?” he asked, his voice dangerously low.

“Please,” she begged.

Nostrils flaring, he gathered her damp underwear in his hand and brought it up to her mouth. “Open.”

“What?”

“Open your fucking mouth before I open it for you.” He grinned when she finally obeyed. “Good girl. Can you taste yourself?”

Kate nodded, her eyes closing as he stroked her face.

Warren pushed her legs wider, exposing every inch of her. “You’re to doexactlywhat I tell you and nothing more, do you understand?”

Her nod was immediate.

“That includes not coming.” His smile was positively malevolent. “You’re not to come. Youwillbe punished if you disobey me.” Warren cupped her face roughly, his erection painfully hard.There’s my perfect kitten.“And trust me when I say that I’ll enjoy hearing you beg for mercy.”

Her eyes flashed in alarm, but he paid no attention. Instead, Warren delicately teased his hands up and down the insides of her thighs, absorbing every hitch in her breath, every judder of her chest. He pressed kiss after kiss around her pussy, never quite travelling where she wanted him, even as she tried to tempt him.

“Has anyone ever kissed you here before, kitten?”

Kate shook her head, her eyes wild with arousal.

“This is what you need, isn’t it? You need my touch.”

A desperate muffle escaped past the underwear gagging her. He could just make out the meaning of the garbled sound.Please.

Kate flinched as Warren buried his face between her legs, laving his tongue at her entrance. Arousal soaked his tongue, and he groaned at the taste of her honey, swallowing every drop he could find. Her knees drew together, blocked by the broad width of his shoulders, just as her desperate moans of pleasure were impeded by her lacy gag.

When he sucked her clit, Kate went wild. Her hands gripped his hair, holding him exactly where she needed him. Keen to have her on the edge for as long as he could, Warren inserted two fingers inside her. Her back arched, but he clamped her down with a heavy arm, holding her exactly where he needed her.

Come, he willed her silently, curling his fingers against her g-spot. He wouldn’t voice it, wanting an excuse to punish her.

“Uh-uh,” she mumbled, shaking her head desperately as she barrelled towards her orgasm.

Such a good kitten.Warren’s eyes promised punishment, even as he pushed her towards the edge he wouldn’t give permission for her to go over.But your efforts are in vain.

When Kate’s eyes rolled to the back of her head, Warren knew it was over. Her scream as her orgasm hit her was biblical, even as her legs quivered unstoppably around his ears. On and on it went, her cunt squeezing his fingers with every wave that shuddered through her.

Warren prolonged it as much as possible, eagerly sucking her clit until she finally pushed him away.

Just like he had the first morning after she arrived, he tugged her into his arms—except this time he had to remove her lacy underwear from her mouth first. He turned the key to unlock the door next to the mirror, carrying her into her bedroom.

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