Free His Command: (Billionaire Bound: Part 1) A Dark New Adult Romance by Ella Slade

Chapter 1
    Her breath trembled as she writhed about on the bed, only able to hear the rustling of the dark silk sheets slipping against her bare skin. She had been blindfolded for a few minutes now, lying on her back, and somehow the silk scarves used to tie her wrists together beneath her were completely impossible to break free of. Bethany’s brown eyes were open beneath the dark fabric, but except for the slightest silhouette she wasn’t even sure was real against the outline of candlelight, she couldn’t see anything. Everything was reduced to sound, to touch, and somehow, despite how that scared a part of her, she felt like electricity was running through her veins.
    “Ciaran?” she stammered uncertainly, trying to figure out where he was—where he had gone, since he had left her bound on his massive bed. A moment later, though, she was squeaking in alarm as her ankle was snatched off the bed in retribution for her speaking, and was tugged to the bedpost at the end. Another silk scarf wrapped around it, and it was barely seconds later that her other ankle was bound in the same way to the other side. She whimpered faintly, able to feel cool air tickling against her slit; Bethany tugged at her ankles a little bit, ineffectively.
    “Shh, Beth…” His voice at last sounded over the silence of her struggles, and she shivered as she felt his large, smooth hand brush at her ankle bone before sliding upward, along the outside of her thigh, over her hip, her stomach, and then wrapping around one large breast. His thumb started to stir her nipple, and she gasped sharply. “You know better than to speak without permission…”
    She bit her lip, and the bed shifted around her; he was kneeling between her spread thighs, but he was leaning over her prone body, and she felt silk being rubbed at her cheek before being pressed at her lips.
    “Open your mouth.”
    She obeyed him after a mere second of hesitation, and the gag was pressed between her teeth; Beth lifted her head slightly, and he tied it beneath her black curls.
    “Good girl. Do you remember your lesson from last time?”
    A blush scorched across her cheeks, but she nodded and started wiggling across the sheets. It took a few moments, but with her tied ankles pressing against the bars at the foot of the bed and her elbows helping her press upward, her hips were lifted up into the air, toward Ciaran. She shuddered and moaned faintly as his finger reached beneath her and followed the curve of her spine until his other hand lifted as well, and both grabbed handfuls of her ass and pressed her a bit higher. Beth shuddered, every inch of her tingling in the darkness as she offered herself up that way, knowing his face was inches from her damp, quivering slit.
    His lips pressed a kiss against the inside of her thigh, and she could feel him smirking against her. One of his hands moved, and without warning he plunged two fingers into her, making her squeal into her gag.
    “Good girl…”

Chapter 2
    “Wait, wait, WAIT!” Bethany cried out desperately, still trying to pull her keys out of the door to her apartment building as the bus pulled off the curb and took off down the street. Ignoring the way her sunglasses smashed on the pavement as she pulled the keys loose, she took off after the bus—although she didn’t get very far at all before she was certain the driver was out of earshot and she skidded to a halt, staring after it hopelessly. Great. As if she hadn’t already been late for work this morning. And the next bus wouldn’t be here for another half an hour. Bethany raked her hand through her black curls and turned back around to trudge to where her sunglasses lay broken on the ground. Reluctantly, she picked up the pieces and shoved them into her purse to be disposed of later before fishing around for her wallet and seeing how much cash she had.
    Twenty bucks. Not enough for a cab. Fantastic. “Damnit,” she muttered to herself, turning away from her