Tied to the Billionaire(40)

“Is this what you want?” he asked.

“I want everything you can give me.”

He cupped her face in his hands. She knew he was waiting for her to suddenly deny him. Hope didn’t want to.

“Are you ready for this?”

She nodded her head.

Simon unleashed the beast inside him. There was no time to panic or enjoy as he pulled her hair, sending her to the floor. Within moments, Simon was on top of her.

The man before her was no longer calm and reserved—he was a man rampant with desire. Hope tore the shirt from his back as he unbuckled his belt. His trousers came off and within seconds they were naked on the floor together.

She stared up at him, panting for breath, realising they’d never made love anywhere else except his bed and playroom.

Simon was always in control and he knew what to do to set her off. On the dining room floor they were on equal territory where there were no rules. He was still her master in her heart and she his sub, but for now, those rules were no longer in play.

Hope was scared, anxious and excited. It was the first time in the past year that she had felt equal to him in all things. Simon was a billionaire while she was only his employee. He commanded respect and there were times she struggled to get any. He was a rich, powerful dominant and she was his submissive. In their lives they were divided and separated by power, wealth and dominance. Right now they were equals in their desire for each other.

In that one moment, Hope felt there was a chance for them yet.



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Simon knew what she was doing. He saw it in her eyes and to a point understood her need to make them equals. Since the moment they’d met they’d never had the chance to be the same. When they’d met at the club, they’d done so through the Dominant and submissive divide that separated them. At work, he was the boss while she was the employee. There was no part of their life where they were equals in all things.


He stared into her eyes and knew what was holding her back from being his wife. Simon saw it and knew how to rectify it, but he wasn’t going to come out and say the words instantly. He knew Hope well enough to know she wouldn’t believe him.

Lying naked on his dining room floor, Simon leant down and kissed her lips. She sighed and moved her fingers down to cup his cheeks. The gentleness of her caress almost undid him. She really had no idea how much he loved her.

He knew by the end of the day Hope would no longer be in doubt about his feelings for her.

Winding her hair around his fist, Simon held her close and loved her lips with a fierce passion. He was addicted to her full heart-shaped lips. He could lose himself in her lips and * for the rest of his life.

With Hope by his side, Simon knew he’d be a very happy man. The love he felt for her was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. He couldn’t wait to tell her but knew his timing would be vital.

She caressed down his face to his body where they went farther to grip his cock. He was hard for her. Simon broke the kiss and looked into her eyes.

They were glistening with unshed tears. He pressed his lips to each eye before loving her lips again.

Hope broke away and pushed him away from her. Before he had a chance to take control, she crawled onto his lap.

“Please, don’t fight me.”

She pressed a finger to his lips, silencing him. Hope caressed his neck and moved down his body placing tiny kisses here and there. Simon closed his eyes as she went southwards, slowly. He stroked her hair when her mouth was perched over the tip of his erection.

Simon fought to stay still. He refused to spoil her fun. He enjoyed this side of Hope and he saw the teasing glint in her eyes as she stared back up at him.

His cock tensed in her fist as her tongue licked over the tip of his arousal.

“Fuck,” he said. The curse broke from his lips before he had a chance to contain it.

Hope chuckled and in the next instant she’d sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. He watched his length sink inside the warm, wet heat of her mouth. Simon stroked her blonde hair and moved a few strands out of the way so they didn’t obscure his view of the delicious sight before him. She really was a tantalising woman to watch.

The pleasure intensified in his bollocks, making it hard for him to control his arousal. He wanted to grab her face and slam deep inside her throat, but he held himself back.

Simon knew he had to give Hope this moment. She needed it. He knew his sub better than his own bank balance. They were destined to be together—he felt it in his heart and refused to give up that feeling because he wasn’t willing to give her time.

By the end of this weekend she will agree to be my wife.

She pulled off his length and then took more of him inside. Simon watched as she sucked his cock inside her mouth. She sucked in her cheeks, which tightened her mouth around his length.

Simon stroked her face, wrapping his hand around the length and giving her more. The spark in her eyes couldn’t be mistaken for anything other than pleasure. “You can take more, baby.”

She nodded her head and then went down until her nose was millimetres away from his pubic hair. Simon growled as she pulled up, flicking his slit with her tongue.

Her moans were driving him crazy. She lapped up his pre-cum and took his cock within her mouth like it was a lollipop for her to feast on.

He gave himself over to the pleasure of her mouth, loving the way she was opening up. Simon watched as she took his length deeper inside her throat and he knew that by the time they left this room, Hope would agree to be his wife.