Free Billionaire Matchmaker: Complete Series (Contemporary Romance) by Cordelia Baxter Page A

yelled shocked. My body tensed up and I drew my legs
together at the unexpected pain.
    “Keep your ass in the air,” he demanded as his hands pulled
my hips back up.
    “What did you hit me for?” I asked.
    “Because I want to. Now do as you’re told,” he said, giving
me another stinging slap.
    My cheeks clenched together, but I did as I was told. Jake’s
hand came down several more times on my bottom, but instead of the pain I was
expecting, I felt an unexpected stirring of pleasure as well. My bottom felt
raw and the skin tingled at each strike. It surprised me when he brought his
hand down again and I moaned into the soft down comforter.
    “I knew you liked it, you naughty girl,” he said, slapping
me again. “I love how your ass looks like this.”
    “Mmm,” I moaned. I was in anticipation of his next strike
and found myself wiggling my bottom in the air to entice him further. Jake
stilled his hand and all I could hear was him breathing heavily. I knew he was
turned on and that brought a smile to my lips.
    “You’re so unbelievably sexy,” he murmured close to my ear.
My skin tingled as his warm breath brushed against my cheek. “I love how red
and rosy your ass looks under my hand; I love how you wiggle your hips and moan
into the bed when I spank you; I love how your legs are spread apart just
waiting for me.”
    I was so turned on; his words were like an aphrodisiac,
binding me under his spell. He brought me to the edge with just his words, but
I needed more to bring me over. I knew what I wanted and needed and so did
Jake. He slid his hand between my thighs and rubbed his finger against my clit
in slow undulating circles.
    “Oh God!” I moaned. It felt so good but I still needed more.
Jake was holding back and I knew it. He was drawing this out as long as he
could and it was a slow torture for me. I felt completely powerless bound up
like this, not knowing what he would do next. His finger slid from my clit down
to my warm wetness and he drew in first one finger then two. I pushed back
against his fingers, grinding into him. It felt amazing and I was on the verge
of coming but I held back.
    “Please Jake,” I pleaded.
    “What would you like?” he asked smoothly.
    “You know what I want. I want you, right now.”
    Jake stepped back and I could feel the cool air brush up
against my skin causing me to shiver. I heard him slip something out of the
side table and the rip of a foil package. He was behind me again. I felt him
rub his erection against my warm wet core. In an instant his hands grabbed my
hips and he buried himself into me with such fervor, I momentarily lost my
balance. He held me up and drew himself out before slowly easing himself back
in. The feeling of him filling me felt so right; like the missing piece of a
puzzle I had been trying to solve.
    He thrust into me forcefully, and I knew he needed this as
much as I did. It wasn’t tender and gentle, but frantic and frenzied. I arched
my hips back, meeting him thrust for thrust. Each sense was heightened with the
blindfold on. I could hear the sounds of our bodies as they smacked against
each other, feel the sharp tug of pain as his hands grabbed my hair, smell the
musky scent of sweat in the small bedroom as our heated bodies worked to reach
the climax that was within grasp.
    My orgasm hit me like a freight train. It was so powerful, I
found myself screaming out loud. My cries of ecstasy were muffled by the bed. I
writhed beneath him drawing out every last ounce of pleasure I could.
    Jake kissed my back as he continued to move within me
building up his pace, until he finally arched his hips forward and cried out
loudly as he let himself go. Jake held me tightly while he slowly stilled his
movements. My body felt limp, like I’d just run a marathon. Jake murmured a few
words I couldn’t make out into my ear before he collapsed on the bed next to
me. I rolled over to face him, but the blindfold was still in place.
    “You are going to