Free Belonging to Him by Sam Crescent

Chapter One
     
     
     
    “Be my wife,” Simon Allen said to the woman bound to his bed.
    Hope Pattern bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. He pressed a finger on her clit, making it hard for her not to beg him to continue. She wanted him to give her the orgasm he’d been denying her. Simon had been tormenting her for the past few hours. Every single time he touched her, he only made her want him more.
    She knew what he was trying to do. For the past few weeks he’d constantly asked her to be his wife and every time he asked she gave him the same answer. They’d been together for a year, but she refused to give in to his one final demand.
    “No,” she said.
    He glared at her before moving away from the bed. Hope lay back on the sheets, happy for the small reprieve on her body. He’d not done anything to hurt her. Simon was not the type of man to harm a woman, but a rest from the sexual teasing was a welcome break. She closed her eyes while taking deep breaths to calm her erratic heartbeat.
    “I’ll be back shortly. I mean it, Hope. By the end of this weekend you’ll consent to be my wife and that will be the end of it.” Simon slammed out of his bedroom, leaving her tied to his bed.
    The bed was luxurious. The Egyptian cotton sheets were a pleasure to have under her naked skin. The rope that tied her wrists and ankles to the bed was soft against her skin. Simon was a dominant, not a sadist. He loved bringing her pleasure and the pain he used was only ever intended to heighten her arousal.
    She’d never known a man like him. The moment Simon entered a room he commanded attention and respect from everyone present.
    Hope opened her eyes and gazed at the mirror on the ceiling. She stared at her body, seeing the red marks from his lips on the tops of her breasts. Simon had forgotten to shave before kissing, licking and sucking her body. It was unlike Simon to forget even such a minute detail.
    Since the moment she’d met Simon he’d taken over her whole world. Their meeting had been unique to say the least. The start of their relationship would stick with her always.
    With the economy being in chaos, Hope had lost her job and she’d been searching for a new place to work. Allen International had been the first company to offer her an interview. The position had been for the personal assistant of the manager of the building. What she hadn’t realised at the time was that the leading CEO was in fact the owner of the whole branch of Allen International. Hope had been shocked to get such a high-ranking and well-paid job.
    At the time of her hiring, Simon had been away for the first six weeks on some important foreign business deal. He’d spent the entire six weeks helping her get used to his system over the phone. His voice alone could melt her knickers away from her body. She would pay good money to listen to him read erotic literature aloud. The six weeks of talking with Simon hadn’t prepared her for the true impact of meeting him. Their first meeting would forever be embedded in her mind.
    Staring at her reflection, she recalled the first time she had come face to face with her boss.
     
    * * * *
     
    Hope was running late. The first time she was supposed to meet her boss and she wasn’t going to be there to receive him. Simon would be pissed with her. He’d made a point of informing her over the phone that he hated tardiness. Checking her watch, she saw she had a few minutes left.
    “Come on,” she said to herself, trying her best to keep her feet moving. The busy city street and all the people bumping into her didn’t help matters. She spent most of her time apologising to people who’d bumped into her.
    With only minutes to spare, she charged through the reception doors and ran towards the elevator. She tried to use her willpower to force the damn metal contraption to move faster. She hated elevators. They scared her—she’d watched Speed one too many times.
    Biting her lip, Hope kept her gaze