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

be the death of me,” he finally said. I
smiled at the sound of his voice, feeling completely at peace in that moment.
    “I hope you’ll untie me first.”
    “Roll over.”
    I rolled over onto my stomach and felt a sharp stinging on
my bottom.
    “Ow!” I uttered.
    “That’s for your cheek,” Jake said, laughingly.
    His hands undid the knot of the blindfold and I blinked
against the brightness of the room. My eyes focused on Jake lying on his side
smiling at me. My hair was plastered all over my face, and my arms were still
pinned behind my back. I was sure I looked a hot mess but I didn’t care. I smiled
back at him feeling completely satiated.
    A few moments later, the pilot came on the intercom
notifying us that the plane would be landing soon.
    “I’ve certainly worked up an appetite,” I said.
    “Good,” Jake replied.
    He had already gotten dressed and was tightening the tie
around his neck after slipping his jacket over his shoulders. I stood next to
the bed and I slipped my dress over my head. We exited the bedroom and returned
to our seats to prepare for the landing.
    Another black town car was waiting for us at the airport
once we arrived. I had no idea what state we were in, or where we were headed.
    “Are you finally going to tell me what’s going on?” I asked.
    “I suppose it couldn’t hurt,” he replied. “We’re in Maine.”
    “Maine? What are we doing here?”
    “I’ve had my chef prepare dinner for us, and then I’m going
to finish what we started on the plane,” he said, eyeing me intensely.
    I shivered involuntarily at his fierce look. If tonight was
anything like what I just experienced on the plane, I was in for a treat. I’d
never been spanked or tied up before, but I couldn’t say I didn’t enjoy it. It
was nice to give up control sometimes and let Jake dominate me. There was
something very freeing about it. I suddenly didn’t feel very hungry any more. I
wanted to skip dinner and head right to dessert, where a big helping of Jake
was on the menu.
    “Are you hungry?” he asked, eyeing me quizzically.
    “Mmm.”
    “Mmm? I’ll take that as a yes,” he laughed. He put his arm
around my shoulders and walked with me towards the car.

Chapter Eleven
    W e pulled up to Jake’s house a short while later. The long
drive was lit by lamp posts on either side, arching up towards the house. I
couldn’t see how big the house was in the darkness, but the massive front
entrance hinted at a palatial estate. Once I stepped out of the car, I could
hear the sound of the ocean outside. Of course he would have an ocean front
property, I thought.
    Jake led me towards the back of the house where a table was
set by massive floor to ceiling windows. The candles reflected off the glass of
the windows that lined the room.
    “You did all this for me?” I asked. I still couldn’t
believe I was here with Jake. This was definitely no longer just about sex. He
knew he didn’t have to do any of this for sex. We had an agreement—no strings
attached. Could it be something more? I wondered. I discarded that thought as
soon as it came to my mind. There was no use thinking like that only to be
disappointed. Jake would only ever be a sexual partner. Anything more was not
in the cards; he had made that plain enough. Except there was a tiny little
part of me that still hoped.
    “Yes,” he answered. He pulled out a chair for me at the head
of the table. “I hope you’re not disappointed we didn’t go out for dinner.”
    “Oh my, this is stunning,” I said looking around me.
    “I’m glad you like it.”
    “I do. Thank you.”
    “Would you like something to drink?” he asked, reaching for
the wine decanter on the table.
    “Yes, please.”
    He seated himself opposite me once he handed me my glass. I
had to squint down the table to see his face, the room was so dark.
    “Can you see all right?” he asked, laughter lighting his
voice. “I can turn on the lights if you like.”
    “No no