Heart of Ice (5 page)

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“Okay, it’s time I said my goodbyes. You
enjoy your two weeks of pure lusciousness and don’t forget what I
told you.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, got it.” Christina said
flushing bright red. Sometimes Sarah shared too much information.
If she thought about it anymore she was going to die from
embarrassment. She had to be up bright and early to make sure she
was ready at nine. She was packed for the two weeks that she would
be in Colorado with Matt. While Sarah’s back was turned, she tossed
the bag into her suitcase.

“Saw it!”

“Damn you! You brat,” she screeched, as she
chased Sarah through the condo. Running into the second bedroom
Sarah barricaded herself in there.

“I know you are, but what am I?” she
mimicked through the door.

“Sarah, open up this door right now.”

“No.”

“You bratty woman!”

“Takes one to know one.”

Christina chuckled. She couldn’t keep a
straight face anymore. She was never going to get to bed at this
point. It was already past midnight. She heard the door open.

“I promise. I’ll let you get your sleep now.
Go lay down. I’ll go down your checklist and make sure that you’ve
got everything. Just have fun, and be spontaneous.”

“Good night Sarah.”

“Don’t forget sultry!” Sarah yelled as
Christina made her way to her bedroom. Groaning Christina closed
her bedroom door hearing Sarah’s laughter behind her. Damn that
leggy blonde.

Christina rolled over, peeping open her eyes
she looked that the alarm clock. It was a quarter after eight.
Eek!

“Sarah she screamed coming out of her
bedroom.”

“What? Where’s the fire?”

“I thought you were going to wake me up.
He’ll be here soon. Oh god, what if he’s one of those early
birds.”

“I don’t so see what the rush. Calm down.
Your clothes you’re wearing for the day are ready. I’ve been
through your check list and everything your taking with you on the
trip is by the door.” She said yawning. Christina looked on
dumbfounded. Her luggage sat nice and neatly by the door. Her
clothes hung immaculately. Sarah must really wanted her to lose her
virginity. Hell she wanted to lose it. Just take a look at the man.
He was hot sex on a stick.

“Tick tock, are we daydreaming already?”
Sarah asked sending a smirk her way.

“Nothing.” She screeched running towards the
shower.

Once Christina was out of the shower, she
got dress. Her and Matt exchanged addresses earlier in the week.
She tried leaving her hair down, but in the end she pinned it up.
She couldn’t be bothered with it. Grabbing her phone she saw the
message he’d sent her. He was on his way to her condo. She dabbed a
little Armani cologne or her wrist, behind her ears, and neck. She
hoped she didn’t sweat it all off. He was almost here. This was a
mistake, she was a coward. She—the ringing of the doorbell echoed
through the condo cutting of her rampant thoughts. She moved toward
the front door. Opening it, she took in his towering figure. Had he
always been this tall? Oh, she didn’t have death traps on her
feet.

“Morning.” He said. She looked up into his
stunning emerald green eyes. Seeing the lust that burned there, her
own eyes widen in surprise. She wanted to take in his appearance
but her eyes would not simply move. She remained transfix by
him.

“Morning,” she whispered, at least her mouth
still worked. He moved forward crowding her space.

“Fuck this,” he murmured before pulling her
against him and devouring her.

Chapter 6

His kiss was tantalizing. His control,
possessiveness, blew her away. She was all but putty in his
skillful and capable hands. She didn’t remember her name, where she
was going. All she could think about was the passion this man
lavished her with. He didn’t ask for permission, he just simply
took. His tongue danced with hers, thrusting itself to the back of
her throat. He stroke the roof of her mouth before biting down on
her lip. Hot liquid seeped from her and she stood on two shaky
legs. When he leant to whisper in her ear, she sank into his
embraced.

“Matt,” she whispered his name. They were
bound to miss their flight if they kept this up. He clouded her
mind with his skilled fingers. His hands moved around her and
grabbed her butt. He lifted her, pressing her into him. She gasped
as she felt him. He penetrated her mouth once again and began a
grinding motion. The heat was building between them. Breaking the
kiss.

“We’re going to miss our flight.” He
continued the delicious movement, grinding into her with his hands
on her butt and her legs wrapped around his waist. When he licked
her throat and bit down, she couldn’t help the groan that left her
lips. It was a sharp biting pain that turned her on, and when he
began to lick the spot to sooth it, she was close to losing it.

“It’s a shame.” He said staring into her
glassy eyes. A masculine chuckle left his lips when he realized the
effect he had on her.

“We need to umm, go.” She said looking
anywhere but him. She didn’t even remember her last thought. God,
she was such a slut. Every time he put those glorious hands on her,
any sanity she had abandoned ship. It really wasn’t fair.

Matt watched the little angel, as a blush as
furious as the red sea swept through her body. He liked getting
such reactions from her.

“You are right. I handle your bags.” He said
glancing around her place. She was well established and it showed
in the area she lived in to the furnishings of her apartment.
Christina was glad to be out of her condo, she was feeling a bit
crowded, especially with Matt towering over her. She entered into
the lobby area with Matt in towed and flushed as everyone stopped
what they were doing to watch them. Why were they looking over
here? It had to be Matt, he exuded confidence and power. Women must
be throwing themselves at him—and she was currently one of them.
Her shoulders sagged at that last thought. She followed him out of
the lobby. Coming to a halt at the luxurious limo that awaited
them, she watched as the driver took the bags from Matt and placed
them in the trunk. She quickly entered the vehicle when Matt
gestured for her.

Getting in, she slid over its leather seats.
She looked around. Once Matt was situated he turned those
devastating eyes her way. She was not going to make it. She got hot
just looking at him. She looked towards the driver and there was a
dark tinted window blocking her from seeing him.

“For privacy purposes,” he said having a
glass of champagne. She watched him, wasn’t it a little too early
for drinking? They were on vacation so there was no harm. She took
the glass that he offered her and sipped tentatively. When she sat
it down, she noticed that he watched every move she made. The
sexual tension could be cut with a knife. She pressed her legs
together, and looked down. What was she going to do?

“Christina,” he said. She looked up when he
called her name. He trailed a forefinger down her lips and back up
again before sticking it in her mouth.

“Suck it,” he demanded. He really didn’t
leave her a choice as the finger was already lodged in her mouth.
She found that it turned her on all the more. Swirling her tongue
around the finger, she nipped the tip. When she heard him groaned,
she felt empowered. She made a promise that she would be more
spontaneous, and she was so far out of her comfort zone she didn’t
know whether or not it still exist. Whenever this hunk of a man was
involved, she simply lost her marbles and did his bidding, that
couldn’t be good.

Matt couldn’t believe his luck. His angel
was the devil in disguised. They weren’t going to make it to the
cabinet at this rate. He’d never been so demanding with a woman
before. He wanted to drag his hands through her hair. She always
had it pinned up. He wondered if it was long and luscious. He
pulled his finger from her mouth. His gaze grew hot when he saw the
pink delicate tongue shoot out of her mouth to lick her lips. If
she wanted her lips licked, he would gladly lick them for her. He
leant over with every intention of being nefarious when the limo
came to a halt. Damn it! They’d already reached their destination.
Damn. Well, there was always the jet.

Christina’s heart practically stopped in her
chest, when she saw the smiled that stretched across Matt’s face.
God, he was gorgeous. Getting out of the limo, she was escorted to
the smallest plane she’d ever seen. Putting one and two together
she realized that it was a private jet. Looking at the man beside
her she wondered; who was he? She hit herself in the forehead with
her palm realizing that she knew next to nothing about him.
Sometimes she could be so obtuse. Once seated on the small
aircraft, she would demand he tell her about himself. He wouldn’t
be allowed to make any sudden moves. He would keep those god sent
hands to himself, she would retain her dignity and her virginity.
Yes!

“Christina tell me about yourself?” he asked
her. She looked at him with wide eyes. Damn him! He was a mind
reader; she was supposed to be doing the questioning here! She
gulped her champagne again. Oh no! This conversation would not be
influence by alcohol, if that happened he would know all of her
secrets. It was ten in the morning for crying out loud!

“There’s not really much to tell. I’m an
associate professor at Vanderbilt University. I enjoying reading,
and I have an unhealthy obsession with the id investigation
channel.”

“Any favorite hangout spots?” Matt wanted to
know what she liked so he could make plans.

“Not really. I’m a home body. I was only out
that night at the bar because Sarah dragged me out,” she said
blushing furiously thinking about that night. If that was true then
Matt could surmise that she probably knew next to nothing about the
corporate world. She was an educator. Unless she did side jobs
maintaining security infrastructures for privately own
companies.

“What about you?” she asked. It was Matt’s
turned to be on the spot. He didn’t want to tell her his status
just yet. He wanted to get to know her.

“I work for a corporate office, in New
York.”

“Oh,” her shoulders sagged. He was far. How
was this going to work? That’s if he even wanted to be in a
relationship with her. She probably was just assuming. Before she
knew it, he had got up out of his seat and tilt her head upward,
until she was gazing into his eyes.

“This will work. If you ever have any
doubts, just come to me.” He said rubbing the corner of her mouth.
She tried to look away. Was she that transparent? Sometimes she
hated how much of an open book she was. Clearing her throat she
broke away from his hold and sipped her champagne. She was
embarrassed. They needed a change in subject.

“So what part of Colorado are we going to?”
she asked him.

“Aspen.” Matt watched as her eyes grew round
and large. The excitement was evident as she bounced up and down in
her seat. He was sure Collum went all out on their private cabinet.
Knowing Collum it was probably something ostentatious and
massive.

“When will get there?” Christina asked,
excitedly. She’d never been to Aspen before. It was one of the most
desirable places to visit in the United States. Matt chuckled. They
should be arriving in about five minutes. He took in her attire.
She was dressed in hip hugging jeans that left all her curves on
display and a cashmere sweater hugged her breasts. He’d give
anything to be the sweater. He had coats ready for them upon
landing. He couldn’t wait to show her the place that he fell in
love with. He was going to have to thank Collum.

Once on the ground Christina made a beeline
for the car. It was definitely frigid out. The sun shined brightly
warming her a little. She slid into the vehicle, glad that Matt had
a coat ready for her. All the sexual tension between them was
taking its toll on her. She was tired. When the vehicle pulled up
to the private cabin that they would be staying in, her breath left
her. It was massive and gorgeous. What the hell did they do for a
living? This place looked like a celebrity’s home.

“You said Collum reserved this for you. Who
is he?” she asked him awestruck.

“A millionaire.” He whispered.

“Wow. Remind me to tell him thank you.” She
said taking the room in. The interior was elegant. It consisted of
a palette of silvers, whites, grays that completed the
architecture. The ceilings were vaulted, crown molding spread
throughout the room. It was very sophisticated. The furniture
looked warm and inviting, there was deep upholster seating
everywhere. When she made it to the entertaining space, she simply
stopped. The views of the Aspen Mountains took her breath away. The
view was picturesque and she felt as if she were in a book. She
never dreamed she would be looking at the real thing. Matt’s arms
encircled her and she leant into him. He kissed her on the side of
the head.

“Why don’t you go and get settled and I’ll
whip up some brunch.”

“He cooks,” she said aloud as she walked
away shaking her head. She heard him chuckle behind her. This had
to be a dream. Dragging her luggage, she didn’t know which room to
pick. There were so many. She was on room number five and they just
kept on going. She gave up on looking and decided she would find
Matt and he could tell her which room was available. She returned
to the entertaining area.