Tied to the Billionaire(38)

“Tell me, Hope.”

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and then spoke. “The moment I give in to you, you’ll grow bored and move on.”

Hope felt him freeze behind her.

“What?”

She gasped at the tone of his voice. In the last year she had never heard him angry and in that moment she knew he was blisteringly angry with her.

He moved his hands to her shoulders and spun her around to look at him. His eyes darkened with his anger. Hope didn’t like the look on his face and tried to pull away.

“I would never hurt you,” he said.

“I know.” She stopped pulling away from him and waited for what he had to say. Simon loosened his hold on her shoulders and stroked her cheek. Hope turned and kissed his palm.

“Do you really think I’d tire of you?” he asked. He moved his other hand up to cup her free cheek. Simon stared down into her eyes.

“Why would I be any different from your other women?” She knew he hadn’t been a saint. His reputation preceded him. Hope did know she was the first woman to last a full year with him.

“You really have no idea how much you mean to me, do you?” he asked. He moved her back towards the table. She stepped back until her ass hit the edge. There was no chair in the way. He bent in front of her, wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her onto the flat surface. He settled between her thighs. She felt the cool surface on her sore bottom.

Simon slammed his lips down on hers, plunging his tongue inside. The sudden onslaught of his lips shocked and delighted her. He was always so reserved and held back. There were times Hope thought he wasn’t affected by her presence. Right at this moment she knew he was. His hands held her a little too hard and his mouth was so fierce that their teeth meshed together.

She moved her fingers up his front, but he caught her hands with his and locked their hands at her sides. Hope whimpered as he moved from her lips down to her neck.

“You drive me crazy with need,” he said, sucking on the tender flesh of her neck.

She knew she should stop him. If he continued to suck on her neck she’d be marked and that would be hard to explain at work. No one knew about them. They were a secret.

A sharp jolt went through her chest at her thoughts. Was the fact their relationship was a secret bothering her more than she’d thought?

She’d never had a problem with their relationship being a secret. She liked having him all to herself and when he arrived at functions alone, she knew it was because of her.

You want more.

“I’ve never been more affected by a woman than when I’m with you.”

Hope listened to his words. He left her neck and she knew she’d have a love bite in its place.

He ran his thumb over the spot. “Everyone will know who you belong to.”

“You didn’t want others to know about us,” she said.

Simon shook his head. “You didn’t want others to know about us. I’ve wanted to shout it from the rooftops. They know about us at the club, Hope. You’re mine and have always been mine, ever since you spilt coffee over in my office.”

She closed her eyes, unable to believe his words.


He pressed on her chest until she lay back on the table. “You’re mine, Hope. Be my wife.”

She opened her lips to refuse and closed them. The words failed her, but she couldn’t give herself to him either. Tears sprang to her eyes and she knew she was f*cking up their time together. Hope loved him with all of her heart. She wanted to give him everything.

Why was she holding herself back?



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Simon saw the tears in her eyes and cursed himself. He’d known from the very beginning that she held herself back from him. The other subs at the club had obviously told her about his lack of attention. Didn’t she realise how different she was from every other woman?

Being a billionaire meant women were throwing themselves at his feet begging for his attention. Hope had never done such a thing. She worked hard and their relationship didn’t affect their working one.

He stared down at her luscious body. She was a fuller woman than the type he usually went for. Before Hope he’d liked the slender woman but that had changed when he’d become addicted to her curves and heavy breasts. Her shape held him captive and so did her mind.

They had more conversations than any of his former lovers. She cared more about the world around her than what was hot in the latest fashion magazines.

Simon caressed her chest, circling each nipple then dipping down to her rounded stomach. He saw her quiver and a tear escaped from out of her eye.

“Don’t cry,” he said. He rubbed the tears away from her eyes. She was such a small woman compared to his height.

“I don’t know what to think anymore.”

“Marry me, Hope.”

He knew he wasn’t letting her leave his home until he had the ring on her finger and the consent pouring out of her lips.

“No.”

Simon was starting to hate that single word. No woman said no to him. In the bedroom she refused him nothing but outside, she fought him. He didn’t get his own way outside the bedroom.

Isn’t that the reason why you love her?

He stared down at Hope, the only woman he loved, and wondered what more he could do and say to prove to her that he was totally smitten with her.