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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