Tied to the Billionaire(36)

“Why do you keep denying me?” he asked. His hand caressed her back and ass. Every second he stroked her body was drawing out her anticipation for the spanking he was going to give her. “I know you won’t answer me. You have given me everything, Hope—your heart, your body and your submission.”

She’d never told him she loved him. Hope tried not to tense on his legs, but he caught it. Simon chuckled. “I know you love me, pet. I see it in your eyes when we’re at work. Several of the Doms at the club have seen it as well. They’ve congratulated me on finding you. Your devotion to your master and your boss is commended.”

Tears sprang to her eyes. He knew she loved him and she didn’t know if he felt the same way. Simon had never spoken the words to her. How could she give herself completely to someone when she didn’t even know if they felt the same way?

His hand left her body and came down with a whack. She moaned as the pain vibrated through to her clit. The dual sensation of pleasure and pain built up her arousal faster than any foreplay. She’d always needed an edge of pain to her pleasure. Simon understood her need and gave it to her constantly.

“I can smell your arousal. You’re so sweet and musky,” he said.

Simon slid a finger between her swollen folds. She cried out when he pinched her clit between his fingers. Biting her lip, she tried to stop herself from screaming.

She opened her legs wide for him to move easily between her slit. He stroked, pinched and wreaked havoc with her body. The moment she was close to her climax, he pulled his hand away and slapped her ass three times. Her fingers clawed at the fabric of his robe.

His slaps rained down one after the other. Hope couldn’t contain her screams and finally she let them go into the air. They echoed off the walls as he smacked her ass red raw.

When she thought she couldn’t stand it a moment longer, Simon grabbed her round the waist and flipped her to the bed. She rolled over until she was facing him. The robe was torn off and then he was on top of her. Hope sank her fingers into his hair as she pulled him down for a kiss. Her ass was on fire from her punishment and her cream was dripping from her core. Her body was on fire with need. Simon knew exactly what to do with her.

He glided a hand between her thighs, opening her legs for him. She broke from the kiss to watch him grab his cock and press the tip to her core. The full mushroomed head pressed inside her *. Hope gazed up at Simon as he paused at her entrance.

His dark gaze penetrated her very soul. Her heart beat rapidly against her chest. If he’d asked her to be his wife in that moment she’d have relented and given herself to him. Simon shook his head and then slammed to the hilt inside her. She moaned as he stretched her inner walls to accommodate him.

“Mine,” he said.

Hope knew she was his. There was never any doubt in her mind. She pressed up to meet his thrusts.

He pulled out of her body until only the tip was inside her before he plunged back into her *. Each thrust took him deeper inside her body. Hope sank her nails into the flesh of his back as his f*cking became harsher. With each thrust of his cock, Simon went harder and deeper.

She looked up into his eyes to see him staring back at her. It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him how much she loved him. She looked past his shoulder, containing the words.

One of his hands moved down to cup her ass, which was still stinging from her spanking. He squeezed the flesh in his palm as he f*cked her. He claimed her lips with his own and their moans filled the air around them.

His cock hardened further and her climax rushed through her. Hope whimpered as her orgasm worked over her body. Her * tightened around his cock and her nails scored his back. She screamed out his name, thrusting up to meet him.

Simon stroked and pinched her clit drawing out her pleasure. She begged him to stop. The pleasure was too much and she couldn’t survive it.

He thrust into her body, once, twice and on the third time she heard him growl and then felt the kick of his cock inside her. His release pulsed inside her *, washing her insides with his semen.

They’d stopped using condoms some time ago. She loved the trust between them.

They’d talked about their previous relationships with each other and also shared their medical history. Simon was too careful to forget something. When they’d discussed the lack of condoms she’d been a bit hesitant. Over the weeks they discussed the lack of condoms until eventually she’d been more curious than not. He was the first man she’d been with without protection.


She came down from her release as Simon collapsed on top of her. His weight felt good against her. Hope stroked his hair feeling the love inside her ready to burst.

After several moments, Simon eased off and stared into her eyes. He brushed the hair off her face and kissed her lips. “Be my wife,” he said.

For a split second, Hope wanted to say yes then she thought about him growing bored. She didn’t want him to get bored with her.

Cupping his cheek, she shook her head. “No.”



Chapter Three





The following morning Hope woke to find the bed empty and Simon gone. She rolled over and stared at the clock by the side of his bed. It was past ten and she knew he rarely slept past eight. Rubbing her eyes, she pushed the hair off her face then pulled the quilt off her body. She was naked, as he’d confiscated her clothes the moment she walked into his home on Friday evening.