Heart of Ice (11 page)

Thankfully no more unexpected events such as
kissing and whatnot occurred the rest of the night.

“Are you all packed up?” he asked as he
stopped the car.

“Well of course not. I’m relocating to
another state.”

“Matt has already made all the arrangements.
What you need, would be any immediate items. I’m quite sure he will
have you all taken care of.”

“What about my friend Sarah? She’s coming
too. If she can’t come then I am not coming.” Christina huffed out.
She wasn’t sure what Matt would say about toting Sarah along with
her.

“I’m sure something could be arrange. We
need to leave now. I told Matt I would have you there today.”

“Fine. You wait out here and I am going to
go grab her.”

Christina rushed into the condo. She was
glad to see that Sarah was all packed up.

“How did your date go?” Sarah asked her.

“What date?” she asked with incredulous
expression. Sarah was the one perplexed. She could have sworn that
Collum was taking Christina out on a date.

“Never mind. Are we leaving this
instant?”

“Yes, Collum said Matt already arranged for
the rest of our belongings to be moved. Sarah don’t you have any
mementos or anything that you want to take with you?” Christina
never paid much attention but she just realized that she’d never
been over to Sarah house or anything. Sarah was basically a
permanent fixture here at her home. She had no idea where she lived
for that matter. She vowed to not be so wrapped up in her own
life.

“You’re all I need Chris,” Sarah told
Christina as she exited the door with her a duffle bag into the
night.

***

Collum sat across the leggy blonde that he’d
been wanting to get to know. Poor Christina must’ve been tired
because she slept peacefully with her head against the window. Her
gorgeous locks hugged her body as she slept. Matt was a lucky
bastard.

“Pig,” Sarah mumbled as she turned her gaze
toward the window. He all but eye raped Christina while she slept.
She knew his type, they always wanted what they couldn’t have. It
didn’t matter. She had no time for men anyway. Men were dangerous
and keeping a low profile was hard enough.

“Why don’t you tell me a little bit about
yourself gorgeous,” he said sipping his champagne. Looking at him
through shrewd eyes, Sarah knew she would never go for his type.
Selfish bastard. Why couldn’t he just leave her alone?

“Sorry, Davenport. Sleep calls. Don’t want
to miss my beauty sleep.” She snuggled further into her chair and
closed her eyes. She could just pretend he wasn’t there. Voila.
Easy.

“Why would you need that, when you are
simply ravishing?” He said closing in on her.

“Eep!” Sarah squealed at his close
proximity. When did he get that close? How did he get that close
without her knowing?

“Get back!” she snarled. She sat up quickly
and almost head butted him in the process. Collum quickly put some
distance between him and the woman. What the hell just happened? He
watched her as she took deep breaths to calm herself. She was
flushed and sweat had formed on her brow. When he took a closer
look at her he realized there was true fear in her eyes. What was
going on with her? Paranoid much?

“Sarah?” Christina murmured coming out of
her sleep. When she didn’t respond Christina sat up and looked at
her friend’s frantic look.

“Collum you cad! Get away from her!” she
shouted at him moving towards Sarah. Wait a minute. He was just
flirting. He didn’t know the results would be two women ganging up
on him.

“Chair now!” Christina shouted at him.
Feeling like a two year old who just got scolded he got up and sat
in her chair by the window.

“Bully,” he mumbled.

“I heard that!” she shouted at him. She was
like an avenging angel. He hadn’t even done anything to warrant
this type of behavior. Perhaps he should spend some time digging up
information on Sarah. He got out his phone to send Matt a quick
message. He wanted his friend to know that Christina had
company.

When they finally landed Collum couldn’t be
any happier. The women left him in a stony silence as if it was his
fault. He hadn’t done anything really. Fast as lightening he made
it to Matt’s side.

“Man they’re the devils. I’m telling you.
Run while you can.” Matt laughed at Collum’s face expression, his
eyes were wide as saucers and panic filled them. What did his
friend do this time?

“What? I didn’t do anything. I swear.”

“Feeling guilty?”

“Well yes, I mean no! Not you too Matt.”
Collum groaned massaging his temples.

“I need to go retrieve my grey eye angel.”
He said excusing himself.

“She’s not an angel. More like an avenging
one, hell scratch that she the devil.” He shouted at his friend. He
left Matt to tend to the women. He had enough, what he needed right
now was a good fuck and a drink.

Christina checked to see if Sarah was okay.
She didn’t know what happened between her and Collum but her friend
had been acting a bit odd ever since. Christina fought her need to
turn around and gaze at Matt. She could feel his eyes on her body.
It had been a while since he touched her.

“Sarah, we can get a hotel room if it would
make you feel better.” Her friend had been so despondent. What the
hell did Collum do? She was going to skewer his ass.

“I’m fine. I actually have a place here in
New York.” Sarah said making eye contact with Christina.

“You’ve got to be shitting me.”

“You’ve developed a really bad potty mouth
Chris. It’s all that dirty talking Matt does to you. Isn’t it?”

“Sarah!” she whined. Christina was glad that
Sarah was getting back to normal, err well her definition of normal
anyway.

“See ya later buttercup. I got a date with
lifetime.” Matt watched in interest as Sarah walked past. He was a
man he couldn’t help but stare.

“Bye handsome,” she said as she walked pass
him. Where was she going?

“Sarah said she has place here in New York.”
Christina told him.

“Tell the cab driver to charge it to Dallas
accountant.” Matt yelled as she disappeared into the cab. With a
wave of her hand the woman was gone. It was then he cast those
fiery eyes towards Christina. He sunk his hand into her hair and
jerked it back so those grey eyes were looking at his.

“Did you miss me?” he asked as he closed the
distance between them. Christina was waiting for the kiss that
usually followed, but instead he surprised her. He licked her
earlobe before biting down onto it. Her face flamed at her body’s
response.

“What’s the matter baby? Are you wet and
ready for me?” he asked her.

“No!” she stuttered out. She didn’t know why
she lied. He knew the truth anyway.

“Is that so? Well this dress you’re wearing
is impeccable. Did you wear it for me?” he asked as he moved
towards her neck. Matt’s hand slid down and cupped her butt. He
kissed her forehead head, each eyelid, and her nose before sealing
his mouth against hers. He didn’t ask he took, and he wanted it
all. Christina knees buckled as his passion swept her off her feet.
He finally broke the kiss and signal his personal driver. Oh no!
Had the driver been there the entire time? She felt like a high
school teenager who just got caught necking with the bad boy by her
parents.

“Welcome to New York,” he said with his eyes
glittering in the night. Christina could hardly breathe as she
thought about the dark pleasures that would follow.

Chapter 14

Christina stood flabbergasted as she took in
her surroundings. Everything was sleek and modern. She loved the
opened floor plan. There were whites, reds, blacks, and silver that
tied into a wonderful palette through the house.

“You really are a billionaire,” she
whispered.

“Did you doubt me?” he asked suddenly closer
than what he had been. Christina took a deep breath. This man was
going to be the death of her. Her skin tingled at his nearness. She
stood still feeling him against her. She turned around to look at
those gorgeous eyes.

“Matt,” she began, but he silence her by
putting his finger to her lips.

“Come, I want to show you something,” he
said, suddenly grabbing her hand. She giggled as they ran through
the penthouse. He opened up his bed room door. He laid on the bed
and gestured for her to lie beside him and she did so. She gasped
as she gazed up at the ceiling. Her face stared back at her. Was
this how he saw her? The person painted on the ceiling was a
goddess. She wasn’t anybody. Just a simple girl. She decided that
she could put her trust in him.

Matt watched her as she looked at the
ceiling. Her eyes watered when she saw the painting. He pulled her
close to his chest and kissed her slowly. He wouldn’t know what to
do if he ever lost her. Panic rushed through is veins. A soft touch
to his face pulled him from his thoughts.

“No frowning,” she said as she kissed his
forehead. Matt looked at her in surprise. He never felt such
tenderness. People were always demanding everything from him
whether it be his attention, sex, money, etc. He always sought to
fulfill those needs. Not even Natalia had touched him with such
tenderness. Confused, he wiped his face as something trailed down.
It was a tear. What the fuck. He wasn’t crying. He looked at
Christina and she scared him. For the first time ever, it was him
doing the running. He leapt up from the bed and fled.

Sitting in his chair in the den he poured
himself a stiff drink. What was that just now? He must’ve ate
something bad. Yeah that was it. There was nothing wrong with
him.

Christina looked at the spot where Matt had
been laying. Something must’ve hurt him badly. She ached to make
him feel better. The scared look on his face compelled her to get
up and to go to him. She found him in his den.

“What are you doing here,” he grumbled at
her. Christina didn’t answer him; instead she came around the desk
and took the drink from Matt. She grabbed his face in her hands.
She was so close that their noses touched. She watched as his eyes
darted around.

“Shh,” she hushed him. She went to kiss him
on his lips but he beat her to the punch. Matt invaded her mouth
with his tongue. He dominated every aspect of the kiss, leaving no
room for her to breathe. Biting down on her lips Christina gasped
at the sudden pain.

“Matt this isn’t the way,” she tried to talk
but he swallowed her words with another kiss. Pulling her shirt
off, he pushed her onto his desk. Christina’s back was towards the
desk and she rested on her forearms. She watched him approach with
her heart in her throat. When he stripped out of his shirt she
started to sweat. Someone needed to help her, Six feet five inches
of pure muscle stood in front of her. What was he thinking about?
He was trying to tell her something. The devilish smirk that spread
across his face was enough to make her forget her name and who she
was.

She struggled to bring some awareness to her
mind, sadly her body was in control and it was stronger than her
mind.

“What’s the matter baby? Ready for me to
kiss your second pair of lips,” he murmured huskily into her ear.
Instantly, Christina’s face felt scorched. Her body temperature
skyrocketed. She was sure she was in space as the beauty of the
cosmos blinded her and left her in a subliminal state.

“Matt don’t talk like that,” she said
attempting to hide. He didn’t give her a chance. He made quick work
of her jeans, before kneeling between her legs. She was going to
combust at this point. Was it possible to feel hotter than the
sun?

“Matt no!”

“You know you want it,” he whispered before
he dove into her. He had her legs bent and hiked on the desk. Her
mind filled with pleasure. Suddenly two fingers invaded her as he
latched on to her neck. He bit down earning a groan from her. She
chanted his name over and over again. She ignited, everything was
set ablaze and she thought every atom in her body was going to
explode into tiny particles drifting along the cosmos. Christina
squealed as he pull her to the edge of the desk. He turned her on
her side.

“Matt,” she called out with uncertainty.
Once her side, he parted her legs and violently drove into her.
This time Christina couldn’t help the scream that spewed from her
lips. His thick hot member stretched and pierced her, filling her
completely. He thrust into her at a vigorous pace. Her whole body
trembled and stars danced in front of her at her released.

When Matt felt her release he roughly pulled
out spilling his seed all over her, he panted heavily as he gazed
at the woman who was becoming the center of his world. The woman
was going to make him crazy. He needed her like fire needed oxygen,
like an addicted looking for his next fix. He wouldn’t ever survive
if she left him. He picked her up and carried her to their
bedroom.

“Christina,”

“Hmm.”

“Care to explain these.” Christina had her
eyes closed, but his voice had an odd tone. Curiosity piqued she
sat up and turned towards him.

“Gah!” she scream trying to run. The hot
pink dildo imaged was seared into her mind. He jumped on her
crushing her with his body.

“Collum had a point my little angel is a
devious devil. Is that it? You want to play?” he asked her licking
her ear. Christina was going to kill Sarah. It was her fault. She
would never have had those things if Sarah hadn’t dragged her to
that sex store. Clearly, someone had taken a blow torch to her face
because it was on fire.