Page 35 of Hot As Ice

I get in my car before my dad can stop me and force me into some bullshit conversation. I need to get this rage out of me, and there’s only one way to do it. I dictate a message to Stevie, telling her to meet me at my place in an hour. I send her the address, making it clear that our deal is off if she doesn’t show up.

The only way to calm myself down tonight is to finally be inside my little princess.

I don’t know what’s got me so obsessed with her, but she’s burrowed into my fucking brain like a foxtail spike. If she refuses to come over tonight, I’ll drive straight to her apartment and drag her out. The need for her consumes me. Hopefully, a good, long, rough fucking will dislodge her from my brain, and I can go back to normal.

My bedroom is ready. The cleaners came yesterday and changed my sheets. I make sure my ropes, handcuffs, and other toys are in the drawer next to my bed. I won’t use the nipple clamps on her tonight, but I’m definitely tying her up. My cock twitches at the thought.

I check the time. She should be here in 30 minutes.

I call downstairs to let my doorman, Eddie, know to expect her. I used to live in the Hockey House with some of my teammates, but then my grandfather gifted me this penthouse on my 21st birthday back in January. It’s nice having space all to myself and not having to hear my teammate fucking some girl against our shared wall at three in the morning.

I pour myself some water and go sit on the couch, scrolling my phone. The anticipation is killing me. I can’t let her know how desperate she makes me; I’m supposed to be in control. I plan on being rough tonight. She can use the safe word if she wants me to stop, but if she doesn’t, all bets are off. I don’t think I can fuck her gently when I’m so keyed up.

Most of my former lovers didn’t like it rough, so I had to keep that shit vanilla for them. It was boring as fuck for me, but I’d never force a woman to do something she doesn’t want. I’ve had more adventurous lovers too, ones who liked to experiment, but it’s been a while. Will sweet, innocent Stevie be like the former, or the latter?

I check my Rolex. She should be here in the next five minutes. If she’s late, even by one minute, she’s getting punished.

She signed the contract; she knows what it entails.

Eddie calls, telling me my guest is on her way up. She’s four minutes early. What a punctual little princess she is. I get up and walk to the front door, opening it. Leaning against the doorjamb, I wait for Stevie, my arms crossed against my chest.

She steps out of the elevator and looks around, tugging at the hem of her white lace dress. It falls almost to her knees and has short little sleeves and a high neckline. Her blonde waves fall halfway down her back and her lips are painted a soft pink. Virginal. That’s how she looks. My cock hardens at the thought of taking her virginity. I want to come all over that prim, demure dress, dirtying it. Dirtying her.

She spots me by the door and walks over, looking apprehensive.

“Right on time,” I say as she approaches me. I take her hand and lead her inside, locking the door behind me. She stops short.

“This is your place?” she asks, sounding awed.

“Yep.”

“How?”

“One of the many properties my family owns around the city,” I explain. “You want something to drink? Soda? Water?”

“Sure,” she says, eyes still exploring the penthouse. “I’ll have some water.”

I pour her a glass and hand it over. Our fingers touch as she takes it from me and finally turns her attention to me, sipping the water and holding my gaze the whole time. If she’s nervous, she’s not showing it at all.

“You ready for tonight?” I ask her.

She nods.

“You sure?”

She swallows delicately. “I signed the contract.”

Pure satisfaction races through me at her words. “Yes, you did. And only I can break it. Understand?”

She nods.

“Good girl.”

I take the water glass from her when she’s done and place my hand against her lower back. I can’t wait anymore. “Let’s go,” I say, leading her to the bedroom.

“Can I get a tour of your place?”

“Later, princess. First, we fuck.”