An open flame by Shanice, C Ward (essential reading .txt) 📕

and I don’t think we’ll make it pass this door frame’ he knocked the solid white oak wood door frame as if to emphasize my point, my cheeks flushed and my thighs clenched, I nodded my head and took his hand as we headed out of my apartment. Walking beside him my hands clenched with the urge to thrust myself at him and run my fingers through his hair, to possess his mouth and let him possess my body, fighting these urges became more difficult with every stride, stopping before the lift I risked a glace into his stormy grey eyes that were full of self-control, something I hadn’t seen before. But then, I didn’t know a lot about him before. Turning my gaze to his soft plush lips, my breath caught. He was biting them. As the lift came to a halt on the fifth floor we hustled inside, as soon as the doors were closed he was pinning me to the walls of the lift, thrusting his mouth upon mine he kissed me ferociously one hand sweeping behind my neck to grip it tightly so that he could angle my head to comfortably possess my mouth further I submitted myself unto him, he parted my legs with his knee his free hand sweeping down my back around to my breast gently squeezing on them, circling where my nipples would be, moaning into his mouth I arched my back, his tongue massaging mine, his hand continued its assault down my body, lifting the hem of my dress he moved inwards towards my thigh, continuing upwards until he found my sex, he began rubbing me gently over the soft fabric of my panties, the feeling was exquisite but it ended all too soon, he pulled away and neatened the fabric of my dress using his other hand to wipe the saliva from the outskirts of my lips he pressed a kiss to my forehead. Taking my hand just as the lift signalled our arrival to the ground floor, my breathing returned to a normal pace, he seemed as disorientated as me. Leading me through the stream of people idly wandering around the foyer of the apartment building we exited the main double doors at the front. Once outside he squeezed my hand tightly, ‘Where are we going?’ I asked as we continued to walk quickly up the street, turning a corner I recognised the white Audi R8 parked on the curb. ‘It’s a surprise!’ he murmured, he seemed anxious, I wondered why but I stayed quiet.  We drove in silence, we headed out of the main city streets, into a more residential setting until driving into the blissful countryside. We sat in silence for around 45 minutes or so. There’s a nice meadow at the bottom of this road, I prepared a meal to be cooked on site, when we get there the chef will leave and we will be alone, I realise we hardly know each other and there’s a lot I need to talk to you about..’ he momentarily glanced in my direction trying to study my face, I glanced at him nodding, he looked bewildered and anxious, my heart leapt for him. He returned his gaze to the road, ‘besides, it would be a real nice place to eat for a second date, we can talk, relax have fun and spend some time under the stars before rushing back to our lives in the city.’ I admired that, as much as the city offered trees and small bouquets of flowers in hanging baskets it just wasn’t the same as the wildlife that the country offered. I offered a warm smile and continued to gaze out of my passenger side window. I felt his gaze slide over my profile, studying me. The tension in him was rippling throughout the vehicle, radiating through me.  I began thinking about his wealth, his family- I had no place in his life, look at him so sexy and irresistible, where could I possibly fit in. I sucked in a deep breath, trying to ignore my thoughts, as I inhaled the deep breath I could smell his aftershave, it was simply divine and I was so aware that he was there, right there, next to me, this glorious man, sat right next to me, in the middle of nowhere. He is taking me out for a second date and here I am juggling ludicrous thoughts that have no place being in my head right now. My thoughts ran away from me, I was instantly aware of my arousal for him, fantasizing about how his divine body would feel, to run my fingers through his chest hair, how his rough well sculpted body would feel against mine, again. He interrupted my thoughts by turning down an old country lane, the sun was setting creating a beautiful orange blanket across the sky. Illuminating the wide open field in the most beautiful way. The car came to a halt. Directly opposite us was a large bench, situatuted in the well cut grass with scattered flowers, the scenery was perfect. He was perfect. He climbed out of the car, I went to follow suit until he tapped on the bonnet to regain my attention pointing his finger at me with a sturn smirky look fixated upon his face, I instantly giggled, so care free and girly. He opened my door and held out his hand, ‘My lady,’ he said with laughter dancing in his eyes, I shook my head and climbed out of the car holding his hand for support, I stumbled forward because my shoe got caught in the grass, I fell into his arms and he caught me. His hand rested on the small of my back, looking up into his eyes, ‘Thankyou’ I whispered feeling embarrassed and overwhelmed by the eyes staring down at me with worry and concern written all over them. I wanted to loose myself in his eyes. ‘You okay?’ he asked, concern laced in his tone. I shook off the small scale heart attack, ‘Yeah, I’m fine my foot got caught in the grass, Im fine though, thankyou’ I smiled warm heartedly at him, he studied me with his eyes before nodding settling me backwards. He hooked his arm behind my waist and led me towards the bench, no doubt so that I wouldn’t trip and fall on my face. Thank god. He made sure I sat down properly on my side of the bench before walking to his side, we looked so out of place sitting on a park style bench in smart clothing. ‘it’s beautiful out here’ I said looking past the bench far into the distance I could see some horses, galloping freely across the far side of the field. ‘It is isn’t it?’ he agreed pulling our plates into view and placing our cutlery on top, ‘Wine?’ he offered, showing me a bottle pf Veuve Cliequot Ponsardin, he must have remembered that I’d like it from last time, or at least it might be one of his personal favourites. ‘Yes please’ he poured us both a glass, the foam spilling over the tops in the most beautiful way, he smirked at me when he had finished making a mess of himself, I smiled towards him, and took my glass, I took a sip and savoured the fruity full bodied taste. It was delicious. Setting it down I leant onto my elbows and rested my face in my hands, admiring him, ‘What made you want to come out here?’ I asked with genuine interest. He was half way through unpacking our meal out of a small heater bag beneath his seat when he looked up at me, ‘Oh, I came here as a kid when the weather was nice, my family were hardly ever in the same room together so it was a nice getaway for a day out with everyone, mom and dad were usually off on business trips and myself and my brother Matthew and sister Ivy were under the care of our Nanny, we had long hours of tuition after school so we rarely had time to miss our parents, I had fond memories here, so I thought I’d created some with you.’ He continued unpacking the bag after he’d finished his explanation, ‘that sounds wonderful, It’s so peaceful out here I can only imagine how mesmerizing it would have been as a young child running through the long grass... Do you need some help with that?’ I offered, he put his hand out and shook his head as if to say he doesn’t need any help. After he hate he stacked our plates, ‘Don’t worry about these’ he said gesturing to the glasses and plates, ‘the staff will be back to collect them later… Actually, that’s part of what I wanted to speak to you about.’ Before he continued he studied my face, which remained impassive, not sharing anything, my usual poker face, he nodded at me as if he conceded my poker face, he could see right through me. ‘It’s no secret that im a wealthy man..’ he began, motioning his hands when he spoke. ‘My family is very rich, my parents inherited the majority of their money through their generations, inheriting businesses and bank accounts following the deaths of family members although they do work hard for what they have, I must give them that. However im mostly rich because of my family name and small business firms I created in my spare time to earn money for myself, I pocketed a lot of money from those, especially after I sold them when I was 22, I was working as a secretary during that time too. Mostly because I want to make it on my own, make my own fortune, build my own business empire- I don’t want to inherit fortunes from my parents and live off of their name, I don’t think that’s right, they’ve worked for that not me. Anyway, I’m telling you all this because as you may or may not be aware because of my wealth and public profile I am stalked by the press a lot which means that if you’re involved with me, you may be printed in magazines alongside me, so it’s only fair that you’re made aware of this.’ He finished with a long breath as though he was nervous about speaking and couldn’t wait to get the words out. He peered up at me anxiously, fear and worry masked in his eyes as he watched me from across the bench. I nodded, and sat quiet briefly, trying to collect some reasoning in my head to walk away now whilst I had the chance but a voice deep in my head was beckoning with me to take a risk. Finally I spoke up, ‘ I know what it’s like to be rich, to have the world at your feet and all the money to pay for whatever your heart desires, however I have no interest for money, im quite wealthy too, but that’s because of my father, Robert James, you may of heard of him, anyway I know what money does to a person, if drives them crazy, thirsty for the need to be controlling and powerful, they never have time for you or even five minutes to hold a conversation- or at least that was my view until I met you, you’re so different, when my mother informed me yesterday, I didn’t know what to think, I panicked because I never wanted to date someone who was rich and powerful..’ I paused to look into his wide eyes flooded with panic, he looked deathly white I looked into my lap fumbling with my fingers, ‘.but you’re different, you’re kind, funny and definitely romantic, you make time for me, which must be difficult and we barely know each other which is saying a lot, I miss you when you’re not around which is