The Billionaire's Secret (Tycoon Billionaires 5)

He opened his mouth to thank her, but his cigarette burned his fingers. “Shit!” He dropped it on the grass and they both laughed, relieving the tension.

“I’m glad I told you,” he said.

“Me too.”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, kissing her passionately. “There is one time when I feel pure and whole,” he whispered.

She chuckled. “Oh yeah… when would that be?”

“Let me show you.”

Chapter Twelve

They slipped away from Astrid’s parents’ house and strolled in the chilly fall evening toward the motel, wrapped in each other’s arms to keep warm. Astrid had never been inside this old gothic building before, and she saw – as they walked into the foyer – how dowdy and old-fashioned it was compared to even the most basic hotel in NYC. But she guessed Jake was probably new to all that Quinlan wealth and opulence, since their recent family reunion, so perhaps he didn’t mind staying somewhere like this.

The room was tired, but clean – and Astrid wasn’t really too interested in the décor at the moment anyway. Her lust swept through her as Jake closed the hotel room door and kissed her neck tenderly from behind.

“Alone at last,” he said.

She turned and gazed up into his eyes, trying to control her arousal. “I want you to know I still haven’t completely forgiven you for what you did.”

He grinned. “Fine, okay, I’ll try my best to work on that.”

She pretended to remain stern as he kissed her face and neck. “This liaison will be the last time between us, Jake. This means nothing to me. Nothing more than just sex. Mind-blowing, overwhelmingly amazing sex.”

“Sure. I get that.”

He kissed her hard on the lips, easing his tongue into her mouth. “I’ve been desperate to fuck you all evening. You’re a great little mover on the dance floor.”

Astrid laughed. “Thanks. Despite being upset with you, I’ve somehow felt more alive since we met. You do something to me… make me feel – I don’t know – you make me feel cheeky!”

“Glad to hear it. Hey, you wanna try something fun tonight?”

“In what way?”

He gestured to the bed. “Not just boring old vanilla... you know?”

“I don’t think it would be possible to ever describe you as either boring or vanilla.”

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He led her to the bed and sat down. “You’re a bad girl for driving me crazy tonight. And now I’ve got you alone, I’ll need to spank you…”

Lust washed through her as she stood next to him at the foot of the bed. She felt like a little girl and an adult all at once. She opened her mouth to reply, but he yanked her wrist, pulling her over his thighs.

He pushed up her dress. “How do you like being across my knee, naughty girl?”

Astrid laughed with delight. She wasn’t sure whether she was supposed to pretend to struggle against the spanking, but she was too shocked and aroused to move, so she just gazed up at him, beaming.

He lifted her dress over her ass and then paused. She was wearing elastic-topped stockings and no panties. “Where are your panties?” he asked, sounding delighted.

“I forgot to put them on,” she said, starting to get into the act. “Sorry for being so bad.”

“You’ve been going around like this all night?”

“Yep.”

“Naughty little thing. I’m going to punish you by giving you the most almighty mind-blowing fuck. But first…”

He drew back his strong hand and slapped her ass, making it sting in the most wonderful flash of pain and pleasure. He helped her stand up.