Tied to the Billionaire(45)

“Yes, Sir,” she said softly.

“I hope you remembered to take your pills while I was away.” They hadn’t used condoms, except for anal sex, since the engagement. Both had been tested and he loved the idea that she might end up pregnant now that they were down to only one form of birth control. They weren’t trying yet. She didn’t want to become pregnant until married.

“I took them. The wedding comes first.” She tested the ropes and relaxed in them.

“I know.” He cursed whatever man had fathered her and left her. Her parents had never been married and she wanted things done right. Commitment meant a lot to her. “I brought you another gift.”



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She waited patiently as he dressed, retrieved the box from his bag and returned. He spoilt her and no amount of protesting from her stopped him. The man had tons of money but she loved the whole package—financial security was a new reality for her, but the ropes and the kink were more attractive. He was loyal and kind to employees and staff, as well as to her. He understood her quirks and needs.

When he returned, she straightened her back and offered her ass.

“You need to pace yourself. I have a lot planned for you.” He held out the toy.

The flower-shaped riding crop looked like it packed a sting. Her * throbbed. “Thank you. I love that toy already. Please, I need it.”

“You do. Your backside is pale.” He caressed her bottom and bit her hip.

Resting her head on the pillow, she gave in. He loved to play and make her wait. The first crack was light—he was testing it out. Fiona trusted that he’d never touch or play with another woman so he needed to feel the toy out.

“Harder,” she encouraged.

“Don’t play too hard early or you’ll be worn out.” He landed another smack.

She moaned as the sting spread through her body and teased her *. “Thank you, Sir.”

He gave her another on the other cheek and finally got into it. The man would never harm anyone, but he enjoyed the play and the sex. He knew how to get her off like no one else. She braced and welcomed every blow until she flinched. “One more,” she groaned.

“Not now.” He rubbed her ass.

She pressed back for added force and he smacked her with his palm. “I love you, Sir.”

He pulled her upright and she closed her eyes, finding her balance. He removed the ropes at her ankles and knees as he kissed her bottom. “Am I red?” she asked.

“Go look in the mirror. Walk for me.” He sat on the bed.

She slowly made her way to the full-length mirror and turned her back to it. Seeing his sexy form and large erection fuelled her lust as she looked over her shoulder. Pink, a good base pink. “You’re too easy on me.”

“I’ve invited Teddy for dinner. I want to leave him something.” He curled a finger for her to come.

She walked slower and took him in. Piercing blue eyes, short brown hair and broad shoulders, with a sexy muscular form all over that made her melt. He was tall and strong with a quick smile. Those mean or serious Doms always made her feel like she’d done something wrong even when she hadn’t.

When she stood between his legs, he lifted the crop to her lips. She kissed it. Jason let it fall on her unpierced nipple and patted her flesh gently. “Want the other one done? You’re sure about the wedding and the piercing instead of a collar?”

“If you want me to wear a necklace, I will, but I love the piercing more. How can you doubt that I want this? I love you. I want to be yours forever.” She knelt without permission and kissed his stomach. Did he have doubts?


“You know I’m serious about marriage. Once it’s done, it’s done.” He set the toy aside and fingered her nipples.

“That’s what I want. We belong together.” There were many possible reasons behind his concern. His parents had split and his father had turned out to be gay. His mother had found someone else eventually but Jason had suffered through an emotional divorce. Or was it her? Her lack of a father often led men to believe she needed a Daddy Dom. “I want a partner. I want my children to have a father, but I’m not a child. I want you.”

He smiled. “I believe you. But I’ve shared you with others. Like I will tonight. I like watching you, but once we’re married, I don’t think that’s a good idea. Not in the dungeon or in private. I trust you and them, but marriage can change things.”

She kissed his hand. “I want you. To please you. That little change makes no difference.”

“Don’t you enjoy my friends?” he asked.

She smiled and her cheeks went hot. “I do. I love the role playing and the scenes you dream up. I love your eyes on me as I come on another man. I love letting new Doms practise with a new toy on my ass while you guide them. I love it all, but I love the idea of being your wife and forever sub more. Life changes. We must change and evolve together.”

He flicked her nipple ring and chuckled. “You are very smart. Suck my cock or you’ll be late for dinner.”

Something in his expression told her he wasn’t fully convinced. During play wasn’t the time to debate their marriage. Cold feet were normal, no doubt. She focused on getting him off. Her body craved more sex and discipline but the taste of his cum would soothe her for now.