ROSE'S STORY CHAPTER TWO

Wiping the sweat from her brow with her small pale peach handkerchief Rose smiled up at the pale blue sky. The weather was perfect for gardening. The sun shown brightly and the heat was broken by a nice soft cooling breeze. Reaching up to the white wicker table across from her Rose lifted the glass of lemonade which had grown warm in the heat to her lips and took a deep drink. Closing her eyes she sighed as the liquid ran down her throat cooling her. She ran the cool glass over her face and down across her upper chest to cool her further. Beads of water ran down her pale blue vest and down her torso. Rose giggled at the feel of it.

He groaned as he watched her from the stables. She had no idea how sexy she looked with her head thrown back, eyes closed dreamily. Her dark locks blew airily in the slight breeze. It was clear she was oblivious to the fact that the cool air had caused her nipples to peak and they were outlined against her loose vest. He had been watching her for quite a while now and although he knew what he was doing was inappropriate and bordering on creepy he could not pull himself away. She as such an enigma. So sexual and yet so shy. She seemed completely unaware of the reaction she caused in Roman and no doubt other men too. Groaning he spread his legs slightly further apart to ease the strain in his pants. He desperately wanted to slide his hand down his boxers and stroke his aching cock but he knew that was crossing a line. He had too much respect for this beautiful creature to disrespect her like she was some object for his pleasure.

Rose bent over to rake the soil before planting some Empress Lilies and as she leaned forward she saw him standing there, by the stables staring directly at her. As she knelt there watching him, he did not look away. He continued to look in her eyes with a expression that can only be described as aroused. She had never experienced such blatant attraction before and Roman was making no effort to hide it. Unable to hold his glance, Rose shyly lowered her head and began raking the soil again. A shadow soon covered the earth and looking up Rose saw Roman standing directly in front of her. He didn't speak just slowly lifted his black shirt over his head and off to reveal a tight muscular torso. Rose gasped at the sight. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as her breathing deepened. He ran his hand slowly over his pecs not breaking eye contact with her. Rose went to lower her eyes but caught sight of his groin and the huge bulge in his pants. He watched as her eyes grew wide and she shot to her feet and turned to run. Roman quickly grasped her arm lightly turning her back to face him. Lightly stroking her face with his other hand he pulled her tiny body tight against his bare chest and softly kissed her lips. Rose groaned at the warm feeling flowing through her body as he deeply kissed her, his tongue prising open her lips to invade her mouth. He gently stroked her tongue with his own as he watched the surprise and fear in her eyes. He could tell she was unsure so he pulled slowly back, holding her close. He ran his hand down her soft cheek and smiling told her "we are still owed a dinner. I'll pick you up tonight at about 7pm" then he turned and left before she had a chance to reply. He couldn't take the risk that she would turn him down.

Roman walked into his bedroom and lay down on the wooden framed bed. Many people had told him to buy a modern bed but he was fond of this antique. In his opinion it fitted in well with the quaint little home. He could still feel the warm taste of Rose on his lips. She smelt wonderful, a mixture of honeysuckle and lavender. He desperately wanted to know her better.

Roman sighed as he remembered the feel of her soft breasts pressing against his hard chest. He wondered how they would feel in his hands. He could picture her beautiful face laying on his bed as he made love to her. Roman had never felt this way before about a woman. He had never had to fight for a woman before, they usually threw themselves at him. This was a novelty to Roman and while he enjoyed the challenge and the flirting it didn't stop him wanting her in his bed. His hand slid down to his crotch as he grasped himself. He was still rock hard. He realised he had two choices. A cool relaxing shower or he could masturbate it away. Reaching down Roman unbuttoned his jeans and pushed the down off his hips. Taking a deep breath he softly took his erection between his fingers and slowly ran his hand down the shaft. The sensitivity was unbearable. He growled as he immediately felt tremors. It was clear this wasn't going to last long. Drips of pre-cum slid from his mushroom shaped tip coating his hand in slippery fluid. His hips thrust forward into his hand. Growing needier Roman grasped his cock tighter and ran it faster and harder up and down his shaft. The thin white strips of juice shot from his body laying in pools on his stomach. His shirt had ridden up with all Roman's excitement. He lay there staring up at the roof smiling as he thought of his dinner with Rose tonight and his plans for their night.

Standing in the living room of her small bungalow Rose looked into the mirror touching her lips. The tingle where Roman had kissed her still remained and Rose was convinced there must be a mark there. Looking at the clock she saw that it was 6.30pm. Due to her excitement she had gotten ready almost as soon as she got home 2 hours ago. She had jumped in the bath as soon as she arrived. Laying in the bath surrounded by strips of sweet smelling lavender. She was tired from her day digging and the warm water soothed her aching muscles.

Rose was suddenly shaken out of her thought by the sound of the doorbell. Smoothing down her traditional Salwar Kameez, a beautiful royal blue tunic with red sparkly jewels decorating the front, paired with matching blue trousers. She had specially decorated the back of her hand with traditional henna handwork leading up to wrist. Rose hurried to the large oak door and unbolting it dragged the heavy door back smiling as she was faced with...her ex fiancé! Rose shot back in surprise.

"what the hell do you want?" she yelled at her ex. Striding straight past Rose, Heath marched into the living area.

"this place looks good babe!" Heath calmly commented.

"Pity it's not big enough for kids Slater!" Rose scathingly threw at him.

"you look beautiful Rose but how many times have I told you that Pakistan dress crap makes you look fat!" Heath smiled.

Taking in a deep breath Rose sighed "well that's not your problem anymore is it? Now get out!"

Heath simply sat down in one of the patchwork armchairs sinking down with his legs spread "come here love, you always liked to sit on my knee".

Crying frustratedly Rose begged Heath "please, just go!".

The front door slammed behind them and both heads looked towards the door where Roman strode confidently into the room, took Rose in his arms and kissed her passionately running one hand through her hair and the other pulling her close against him. He stared down into her eyes and moaned "mm baby I been waiting for this all day. You look astounding! I don't know what I did to deserve you angel".

Rose stood there staring at Roman stunned. She felt like she was in a dream.

"what the hell do you think your doing to my fiancee?" Heath demanded.

Looking Heath directly in the eyes Roman stated "i am embracing my soon to be wife!"

Grabbing Rose's wrist Heath growled "you better not have been cheating on me you whore!".

Rose had barely blinked when she saw Heath laying moaning on her lush red carpet. Roman had knocked him down with a punch worthy of superman. He picked Heath up by the collar and threw him bodily out the front door before taking Rose's arm and asking "have you got everything you need?"

Stunned Rose nodded and allowed Roman to lead her out to his black range rover and helped her up into her seat. Roman went back to prop Heath up against the wall and getting back into the driving seat he called the police and reported a man looking worse for wear in the street before pulling away.

Rose stared unseeingly at the menu in her hands. She was shocked and confused by everything that had happened. Roman had taken her to the poshest restaurant she had ever been in. The owners evidently knew Roman well as they gave them a private table by the window overlooking the beach. Roman was being extremely patient with her and she realised this but Rose couldn't bring herself to speak.

"would you rather go home Rose?" Roman quietly asked her.

She looked him in his strong chiselled face and shook her head "no Roman I was just surprised to see Heath".

"I take it he's is a part of your past?" Roman enquired.

"my ex fiance, we broke up a year ago and I moved here so he couldn't find me".

"Did he hurt you?" Roman growled.

"No!" Rose quickly replied "At least not physically. Mentally and emotionally is a different matter".

Taking Rose's hand across the table Roman looked in her eyes and told her seriously "you are beautiful Rosebud! You are in no way, shape or form fat!".

Shocked Rose asked "how did you know..." and Roman replied "you left the door open and I heard the loud voices so I came to check on you. I heard everything".

Sitting back in her chair and looking away Rose whispered "ah so that was why you pretended to be engaged to me".

Tightening his grip on her hand Roman said "No Rosebud, I said that because one day you will be my wife. I always get what I want!".