Heart of Ice

by Jalissa Pastorius

  “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 wo
uld 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.

  “There’s too many rooms.”

  “I’ll have to give you a tour of the place. Have you ever been skiing?”

  “No, you’ll have to teach me.”

  She watched as he got the mimosas ready for her. At any rate, if things worked out, he was going to make her fat. She stood up ready to join him at the table when a bobby pin that had been bothering her all morning came lose.

  “Damn it.” She said, as all her wild curly and wavy tumbled around her. It hanged in lustrous waves down her back. She looked up at his sudden intense gaze.

  When Matt locked eyes with the woman who stood next to sectional, he immediately got hard. This morning had been tortuous enough, but he could no longer hold back as he saw all that luxurious hair cascading around her. He stalked her like a possessed demon before pouncing on her. He grunted as he sank his hands into those locks. Pulling it, he locked lips with her and teased her bottom lip before biting down on it. Christina’s legs buckled. Her nipples harden instantly. She didn’t register his hands sliding under her sweater until her breasts were gripped firmly in hands. She cried out as he pinched and twisted her nipples.

  “You like that,” he whispered huskily into her ear. Her blushed tore through her skin. Before she knew it, Matt flipped her over so she was on hands and knees; the assault on her body began once again. She could only whimper in need. His hands found the zipper on her jeans and the sound echoed through the room, as he unzipped her and shoved his hand into her panties. His finger sunk into her silky folds and she realized there was no going back.

  Chapter 7

  Christina focused on the foreign sensations that shook her to her core. Her body was filled with nothing but need as Matt worked his hands on her. He threw her equilibrium when he suddenly lift her and tossed her over his shoulder. Shrieking, she called out to him. He slapped her on her bottom. Before she could open her mouth to scold him, she was tossed onto the bed.

  “Matt, what are you doing?” she asked her heart thumping wildly in her chest.

  “Isn’t it obvious? I’m going to fuck you.” Her body must be sending the wrong signals to her brain. After he spoken those words, she never been so turned on in all her life.

  “Eek!” she squealed as he pulled the jeans off her. His masculine chuckled echoed around them. Matt’s heart almost stopped, her hair fanned across the silk sheets, white silk lingerie hugged her body and those grey eyes were on the verge of turning black filled with want and need. He had to take her. Stripping out of his own clothes, he covered her body with his own and he sealed his lips against hers.

  Christina noted his girth; it wasn’t like she didn’t know about sex. She read about it before. She just never partook in it, until now. She moaned into Matt’s mouth once his hand connected with her sex. She felt him slide not one but two fingers in.

  “God you’re so tight,” he murmured into her ear. Was this the time she should tell him. No, she didn’t want to dampen the mood. Was it wrong to want it hard and fast the first time? She just didn’t want to be treated like glass. It would embarrass her and probably make her cry. He ripped off her panties and flipped her over.

  Fifty dollars, down the drain. It was worth it to see that look on his face. She giggled. Matt was spurred on by the sultry laughed that spewed from her lips. He ripped the bra off, silencing her as he gripped the large globes in his hands. He pinched and twisted her nipples. She screamed, chanting his name. Christina just about lost her mind as he dragged his tongue up her spine. It was the most tantalizing sensation she ever felt.

  Matt pushed her upper torso into the bed. He wanted her ass on display for h
im. He sat back on his hunches and looked at it. Her face and breasts were pressed against the mattress and her ass jutted out at him like an offering. He grabbed her womanhood. She was so moist and ready for him. He wanted to make one thing clear.

  “This belongs to me.” He uttered.

  “It yours.” She whimpered. Christina didn’t know what came over her. She was ready. Her body wanted something and only Matt could give it to her. She was like a spring, coiled tight waiting to be released.

  “Yes,” she shouted as he plunged savagely into her. She felt him penetrate through her hymen in one thrust. It felt like a pinch, she hissed.

  Matt froze, once he penetrated her. There was no way. However, all the evidence said otherwise. Why didn’t she tell him she was a virgin? He felt her body adjusting to him. Her walls held him in a death grip and he hadn’t even begun moving. Just knowing that he was her first forced something primitive to come out. He was going to fuck her good and hard, that way she would never go looking for another. He pressed on her lower back as he moved in and out of her.

  Christina cried out his name as he took her from behind. They rutted like animals. When Matt hit something in her she began to shake. The pleasure was mind blowing. Her body was waiting for that pivoting point. Oh god, she was going to have an orgasm. Matt knew she was coming. He grabbed a fist full of her hair, using it as an anchor he moved faster. When he felt her release, he gave a final thrust as he spilled his seed into her. Christina screamed his name as she came. His warm hot liquid seeped out of her as she drifted asleep. Wait until she told Sarah that she was fucked senseless. She would get a kick out of that.