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Simon had once said he preferred to see her naked. Most of their weekends together were spent naked. He liked it when he was reading a report and she lay with her head in his lap reading a book. He’d stroke and fondle her body for hours before he would finally take her.

Hope stood and stretched out her muscles. He’d worked her hard last night. After he’d asked her to be his wife again and she’d refused, he’d taken her to his playroom. She loved it when he tied her to his spanking bench and used all the implements in his possession on her ass.

She walked to the bathroom and saw in the mirror her ass was still red from last night. He’d marked her. She ran the tips of her fingers over the marks, loving them on her body.

Going to the shower, she washed the night’s sleep away. Then she dried her body, brushed her hair and made her way down the stairs to find Simon.

He sat at the kitchen table reading the morning paper. There was a plate with steaming scrambled eggs and bacon waiting for her. He always seemed to know when she was awake and hungry. Without saying a word, she took the seat next to him and picked up her fork.

“Did you sleep well?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir.”

Simon nodded his head and didn’t look up from his paper.

She scooped up some scrambled eggs onto her fork. Her stomach rumbled from hunger. Hope took the time to look at him while she ate. He wore a pristine white shirt and a pair of black dress trousers. On occasion, Simon liked to be dressed while she was naked. When he did this, Hope felt a clear divide between them but in the erotic sense. He was the master and she was the submissive.

Why did he want her to be his wife?

He reached out and stroked her hand that lay on the table. She thought the moment she refused his proposal he would get rid of her.

Simon stroked her fingers and took her hand as he lifted the coffee mug to his lips with his other. The paper was wrapped up and put aside.

“May I read it, Sir?” she asked.

“No.”

Frowning, Hope stared at her master. It was the first time he’d refused her. She would read the paper as he washed the dishes.

Simon took her plate and placed it in the sink before coming back.

“Stand up. I want to see your ass.”

She stood and presented him with her back. His fingers caressed the welts he’d created on her ass. Out of the corner of her eye she watched him crouch down behind her.

For the first few seconds she tensed. She didn’t like the thought of him assessing every square inch of her full ass. Hope wasn’t being vain. She knew her ass was big.

“Stop tensing, you know I love this ass,” he said, laying a kiss to her upper right cheek.

Hope knew his feelings about her ass. He’d been the first man to take her anal virginity and he had spent many devoted hours to loving her backside.

Slowly, she relaxed under his intense gaze. There were times she didn’t care about her size and then there were others where she felt her weight would plague her for the rest of her life. At the club where she and Simon had discovered their mutual desires, there were always a variety of submissive women, from small and tiny through to large and rounded. She knew she was somewhere in between.

Shaking her head, she tried to rid herself of her issues. Simon hadn’t changed in the last twenty-four hours. He wouldn’t ridicule her weight or taunt her. He never had.

Stop bringing your insecurities here. This is your time with him. Don’t spoil it.

His touch forced her insecurities aside. Hope felt his finger caress a line down each of her ass cheeks before his entire palm cupped her ass.

“The marks won’t stay for long. I imagine they’ll be gone by morning.” He kissed each cheek in turn and then stood up.

Simon pulled her back against him. His cock rubbed her ass, making her yearn for him. He ran his hands up her stomach to cup her breasts. “They are so big and full,” he said.

She loved it when he talked about her like this. He made her feel beautiful with his loving words.

Pinching her nipples, Simon kissed her neck. He hadn’t shaved and the bristles tickled her neck turning her on. Her nipples hardened and she pressed her chest towards him. Without thinking, she opened her legs, wanting one of his hands to wander down and caress her heat. No matter how many times they’d been together, Hope always felt the need to be with him even when they parted. She knew she’d never tire of him. Their chemistry was one of a kind and inexplicable.

“Be my wife,” he said. Before she got chance to answer, he licked a line down her neck. She moaned, unable to deny his proposal. Her pussy was on fire and she wanted to give in to him.

He’ll get bored and you’ll be all alone.

“No,” she said.

Simon ran both of his hands down her stomach. He caressed her flesh and then moved down to palm her mound. One of his fingers slid through her slit, teasing her clit.

“You’re mine, Hope.”

“I know.”

“Then be my wife.”

She shook her head. “No.”

He sighed, resting his chin on top of her head. “Why do you keep denying me?”

She stared out in front of her. Should she be honest with him? They’d always had honesty between them. Honesty had been the first point they’d agreed on when starting their relationship. He was her master and she should tell him the truth.

“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 fucking up their time together. Hope loved him with all of her heart. She wanted to give him everything.

Why was she holding herself back?

 

* * * *

 

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.

Yes, he’d tired of his other women, but that was because he wasn’t ready to settle down. He was only human and he’d made mistakes. Marrying Hope would not be a mistake.

He loved her and wanted her desperately and he wouldn’t let that one word hold him back.

Simon ran his hands over her breasts, feeling the fullness against his palms. He was never going to get bored with her. She was an amazing woman.

Running his hands down her body, Simon fingered her creamy slit. With her legs wide open he saw her bare arousal. Her clit was swollen, peeking out of its hood. He’d sucked, licked and fingered her clit for many hours. Simon loved to tease her and watch her come apart under his hands.

She was the perfect submissive and a wonderful woman.

He was going to show her how much he loved her with his body.

 

Chapter Four

 

 

 

Hope watched as he knelt before her at the table. He gripped her hips and pulled her to the edge. Her pussy was level with his eyes. She went to her elbows and looked at him, wondering what he was thinking as he gazed at her.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

Her heart jumped inside her chest. His compliments were sending a pulse of excitement all through her body. Under his searching gaze she felt beautiful, loved and cherished.

Simon told her to lie back on the table. Closing her eyes, she lay back until she was flat. Her senses were heightened by her lack of vision. She loved it when he used one of his work ties or a blindfold while they were playing. Closing her eyes was just as fun. All she needed to do was show more restraint.

“You have such a pretty little pussy.” He blew on her clit and she felt him separate her lips with his fingers. She’d be on display for him to touch and tease her however he wanted. “You look so damn tasty.”

His tongue swiped down her slit in one smooth glide. Hope tensed and gasped as he grazed her clit with the sweetest touch of his tongue. Simon knew exactly what to do to make her scream.

“I’m addicted to your taste, Hope. I could lick you all day long.”

“Please,” she said, begging him to continue.

“Please, what?”

“More, Sir. Please,” she said.

Hope lifted her hands above her head, holding onto the far edge of the table. She didn’t want to interfere with what he was doing. Her punishment would be unbearable as he’d use orgasm denial to get what he wanted.

She knew him so intimately. Hope knew what he liked and what made his body sing with desire. Never had she been so intimate with a man.

An urge to tell him how she felt swept over her. She wanted their battle to be over.

You love him deeply. Why are you denying yourself?

She didn’t know anymore. With his face between her thighs, licking her pussy, Hope didn’t know why she was fighting him.

You want him to tell you how he feels.

Hope growled as the answer came to her. Simon was closed off with his emotions. She never knew what he was thinking or feeling. His tongue plunged inside her, making her cry out and her grip on the table increased.

Her thoughts left her mind as pleasure took their place. Biting her lip, she tried her hardest not to interfere. The desire to grab his hair and thrust her pussy up to his mouth was intense.

“I want you, Hope. I always want you,” he said.

She opened her eyes and pushed him away from her body. He stumbled back until he fell in a heap on his ass. Hope moved off the table and stood naked before him. She felt her cream leaking out of her pussy.

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