Heart of Ice (8 page)

All too soon they were leaving the
restaurant behind and back into the comforts of the cabin in Aspen.
She still hadn’t said a word to Matt. What was she supposed to say?
She was completely baffled by his status. She wasn’t anything
special at all.

“Christina.”

“Yes?”

“I’ve said it before, but this time I’m
telling you so there is no doubt in your mind.” She nodded her head
at him confused about where this conversation was going.

“You belong to me, and I have every
intention of making you mine.” Christina’s breath became labored as
she noticed the darkening of his eyes.

“I…I” she could barely formulate a word let
alone a sentence.

“Come to New York with me.” He said. She
looked at him thunderstruck. He must be crazy! She had a career in
Vanderbilt. She couldn’t just toss it all away for a man she barely
knew.

“I can’t. You hardly know me.” She whispered
to him. She hated to deny him. She could see the fury leaking in
his eyes along with the lust.

“Why don’t you tell me Christina? Just, who
are you?” Anxiety filled her. Was this where she supposed to come
clean about her identity. She was already a freak. She couldn’t
tell him that. She didn’t want to go back to being treated as a
star one moment and then invisible the next.

Matt watched as many expressions flashed
across her face. Was she going to tell him the truth or leave him
in the dark? If he was able to be honest with her, she should
provide him the same curtsey.

“I’m just an associate professor, at a
university. Nothing more, nothing less.” She said biting her lip.
Damn it was a nervous habit of hers.

“Really.” He asked as he stalked her.
Christina jumped up from the couch, why was he stalking her like
that. She was his prey and at his mercy. She didn’t know what made
her do it, but she ran for the bed room. She heard Matt’s dark
laughter behind her. He was derange. Wait until she told Sarah.

Matt grabbed the little minx and threw her
on the bed. She was still in that tight little number that she wore
to the restaurant.

“A professor, hmm. Well professor there are
some things that I need to teach you,” he whispered in her ear
holding her down onto the mattress. Christina struggled to launch
him off her but to no avail.

“Matt wait.”

“No!” he roared and pulled the top part of
her dress exposing her breasts for all to see. He grabbed her
breasts and twisted them painfully. She cried out.

“Matt!” she cried out. He was past listening
to his pleas. She omitted the truth and that would lead to lies.
She deserved to be punished. He released her breasts suddenly and
bit down on her nipple. Christina didn’t know what had gotten into
him. Her dress remained around her waist. He tore her panties off.
She tried crawling away. She heard the belt come off and the
unzipping of his pants. Her fear spiked making her wet. What was
wrong with her? Any normal person would be ready to flee, yet her
she was getting horny from it. She needed a psychologist. She tried
to crawl away once again and she felt a lash from the belt across
her ass. The sting hand her stopping immediately.

Matt watched as the blood rush to the
surface of her ass and it made him want her all the more. He
realized when he took her, he didn’t have protection. She was a
virgin and no other had touched her. He covered himself with the
thin latex this time. Once she stop moving he flipped her on her
back. He grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her to the edge of
the bed before plummeting into her fiercely. Sweat formed on his
brow as he tried his best to break her. He wanted the truth from
her.

“Tell me!” he screamed. Christina mind was
full of pleasure and pain. It was an odd combination that had her
shaking desperately. She was so close if he would. She screamed out
as he suddenly stopped moving.

“Matt please,” she cried.

“Did you tell me the truth?” he asked her.
What truth was he talking about? She had no idea what he wanted
from her.

“Baby, I don’t know what you’re talking
about.” She said desperately. She cried as he pulled out of her.
Leaving her on the bed. Her heart drummed furiously in her chest.
Where did he go? What was he doing? He suddenly returned to the
room.

“On your hands and knees.” He said. Thank
god, he was going to finish what he started. She sighed in complete
relief, turning to do as he asked. Once she had her ass thrust out
in the air like an offering, she yelped in surprise as he parted
her cheeks.

“Matt, I can’t. Not there.” This time fear
of the unknown wrecked at her.

“So there’s nothing more you need to tell me
about yourself?”

Was that what this about? She was completely
honest. She guessed she waited too long to speak. He parted her
cheeks and pushed something between her them. It was cold. Her
bottom clamped down on whatever it was. It was melting at an
alarming rate. He couldn’t do this to her. She wouldn’t let him.
She looked up only to see that he brought in more ice cubes. She
collapsed on the bed, only to feel the sting of the belt across her
ass again.

“On your knees and hands.” He roared. She
assumed the position again. She didn’t know whether or not they
were still role playing or if this was something completely
dangerous. She should just give him what he wanted. He suddenly
shoved the second ice cube into her. She felt it melting quickly.
She would tell him all her deepest and darkest secrets if he’d
stop.

“I was declared a child prodigy at the age
of eight. I’m only twenty-one,” she groaned into the mattress tears
streaming down her face.

Matt froze when he heard the confession. He
had himself a very good girl. He decided to reward her with a good
fuck. She cried out as he flipped her on her back once again and
took her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his
waist. She sobbed into him as she felt both their release.
Completely spent, Christina closed her eyes and welcomed sleep.

She stretched languorously; her body ached
from last night’s activities. She made her way to the master suite
bathroom. A gasped left her, a bath was drawn for her and white
lilies floated in the water, with a groan she sank into the
blissfully warm water. She closed her eyes to think for a moment.
Could she really leave Nashville to be with Matt? She had a career
there. What about Sarah? She didn’t have any idea how this was
going to work. A groan slipped from her lips as large soothing
hands rubbed deep circles into her neck loosening the muscles
there. She opened her eyes to see Matt.

“Morning gorgeous.” He said give her a peck
on the lips. Christina’s heart fluttered in her chest. It had to be
the role playing last night that turned him into someone darker.
This was the man she was falling for. His touch electrified her and
his presence made her feel safe and warm. Whoever said sex wasn’t
everything obviously wasn’t getting enough of it.

“Good morning,” she said blushing wildly at
him. He gave a hearty chuckle before making himself comfortable. He
had chocolate cover strawberries and he fed them to her. She felt
the juice dribble down her chin. He leant it and lapped it off her
face before continuing to feed her.

“I leave you to your thoughts. Breakfast
will be ready soon.” He said giving her a deep kiss before kissing
her on the forehead and exiting the bathroom. She could definitely
get used to being pampered. He said she was his. Did that make them
a couple? Boyfriend and girlfriend? This was a first for her. She
needed to talk to Sarah. She got out of the tub and quickly got
dressed. Running to the bedroom she checked her phone. There was a
message from Sarah. She decided to give her a quick call before
eating breakfast.

“Sarah?”

“Well hi you little freak,” she laughed into
the phone.

“Hi!”

“So what have you been up to? Oh wait don’t
tell me. Getting your brains screwed out of your head.”

“Sarah!”

“What?! You know it’s true?!”

“Can you believe he asked me to come to New
York with him?” She gasped into the phone.

Sarah heart leaped into her throat. The man
was serious about her little Chris. Sarah knew the second he
spotted her that he wasn’t going to let her go. Who was he?
Christina was just supposed to go out and get laid, not find
herself in a committed relationship. She should be happy for her
friend.

“That’s great” she uttered into the
phone.

“But Sarah, I hardly know the guy!”

“Well you fucked him. What more do you need
to know.” The moment the words left Sarah’s mouth, she felt like
crap. The fear of her best friend leaving her scared her to
death.

“That was a little mean even for you.”
Christina was hurt. Why would Sarah say that to her. Was she no
longer good enough to be her friend?

“Chris, I’m--”

“Forget it. Don’t worry about it. Bye.” She
disconnected the call and decided to look for Matt, at least she
knew what she was getting from him, well she hoped.

Chapter 10

The rest of the week flew by in a blur. They
went skiing and Christina had a chance to see Matt completely own
the mountains. She was amazed at how many people he knew. It was
great seeing a different side of him, not so stoic. Matt pampered
and doted on Christina. It was nice having someone to tend to her
needs, physical and emotional. She was still out of sorts with
Sarah. She still hadn’t called her or anything and she refused to
make the first move. She didn’t know what to expect from her
friend. Christina checked her luggage to make sure she had
everything packed, they were ready to leave Aspen behind. She
looked forlornly at the cabin as they pulled off. It was a winter
fairytale; as cliché as it may sound she gave herself to the
wonderful man that sat beside her. He simply took her breath away.
How was this going to work? She asked the question over and over
again, but the results were the same. It wasn’t.

“Come with me. Right now. We can fly right
past Nashville. Let me take care of you,” he said taking her hand
and kissing it. Her heart flew into her throat as she gazed into
his dark green eyes. She couldn’t. Her car. Her things. Her career.
What about Sarah? Then again, Sarah was on the blacklist right now.
She knew her friend encouraged her to be spontaneous but this was
simply going too far.

“I can’t Matt.” She said avoiding eye
contact with him.

“Christina, don’t make me beg.” Her heart
lurched. She couldn’t. This was crazy. She gotten to know him, but
he was still a mystery, a mystery that she wanted to unravel.

“I’ll consider it. I still need to return to
Nashville.”

Matt grinned in triumph. It didn’t matter if
she would have agreed with him or not. He had to have her. He’d go
ahead and make the necessary arrangements. He had her right where
he wanted her. He leant in and ran his nose along her collarbone.
She smelt divine.

“Um, it’s…it’s time to get out now.” She
said stuttering. It never ceased to amaze her how the man always
rendered her speechless. Clearly she needed to pick up a thesaurus
and learn to better articulate herself. She blushed as the driver
gestured for her to get out of the car. She got out of the vehicle
and turned towards Matt. She felt like she was going to
hyperventilate. She fought back the tears that sprang to her
eyes.

“Chin up, little one. This is not the end.
You could always come with me now.” He said, hoping she wouldn’t
deny him. He knew it was a moot point. His grey eyed angel denied
him once again. He stood next to the limo as she made a mad dash to
the airport with her luggage. He purchased a first class ticket for
her so she could fly comfortably. He would be taking his private
jet back to New York. Matt held back the hurt, anger, and pain that
wreaked him as she left him. The anxiety clawed at him threatening
to suffocate him. She couldn’t leave him. He wouldn’t let her.
Taking a deep breath, he calmed his racing heart.

The driver watched as the icy look enveloped
his young master again. It had been years since he saw a smile
grace his face. His body gave an involuntary shudder at the cold
look. It was like the young master died again. He hadn’t been the
same since Natalia left. He never liked Natalia anyway. The woman
was trying to force her way into his young master life, begging him
to marry her. He was happy when the young master turned her down.
It broke his heart that he faced such adversity. He only wished
happiness for the young master. The young girl, her face seemed
familiar, but he knew she was the one. She already did more than
what the other women had, and that was deny him. He smiled. It
seemed that the young master’s future wasn’t looking so bleak after
all.

***

Christina opened the door to her condo. She
wouldn’t admit it. She wouldn’t say it. Okay fine. She missed him.
She felt depressed. Taking out her cell phone she checked for any
missed calls and messages. She got nothing. Okay, she tossed her
keys in the glass bowl. Setting her things down, she slapped her
face. The sting brought her back to reality. She wasn’t some blind
eye, goop eye teenage girl. She was a grown woman and she could
handle being away from Matt Dallas. She groaned as she ordered take
out. She didn’t even have Sarah to keep her company and to tell all
her ‘dirty deeds’ as she would put it to. Screw her. She was happy
the ringing of the doorbell distracted her from her angry thoughts.
She grabbed the Chinese food the delivery boy held in his hands
after paying him and settled into a good book.