Author Note: Again thank you all for reading.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything it all goes to Margret Mitchell.

Chapter 4

Scarlett nodded mutely and moved to get off Rhett's lap. Once they were both standing Rhett kissed her forehead and took her hand in his. He led the way out of the parlour and through the hallway and up the stairs. Once at the landing he paused.

"Where would you like to go Scarlett?" He didn't want to presume that he was allowed back into her room after such a long absence. He wanted her to be comfortable.

She reached up on tip toes and kissed him lightly on the mouth tugging his hand to follow her into her room. If this was the night she would spend with him to create a memory of them, then she wanted it to be in a place where she would often be reminded. It might cause her heartache in the long run but for now this is what she wanted.

Once inside her room she reached up to help him remove his jacket. Running her hands up his shirt and under the lapels she pealed the jacket away from his broad shoulders. She stepped away from him and moved over to her vanity bench and placed his jacket there, folding it neatly.

Rhett observed her with her back to him. He could see the tension in her shoulders, he could tell she was nervous. He walked up behind her and placed his large hands on her shoulders and rubbed them up and down lightly hoping to release the knots that had developed. As he massaged her delicate shoulders he leaned in placing a kiss to her jaw line and when Scarlett tilted her head to the side he kissed a path down the soft skin of her neck where her neck met the collar of her wrapper. Wrapping his arms around her waist and undid the sash holding the wrapper closed. He then pulled the wrapper back removing the garment from her small frame. He let it fall to the floor before he made her turn pulling her back to his arms. Her face was tilted up to his, her eyes closed but her face relaxed waiting for him to kiss her.

"Open you eyes," his voice was hoarse to his ears.

She lifted her eyelids with a flutter of eyelashes. She had beautiful eyes, she had bewitched him from the moment they met. He leaned in to kiss her neck again now being able to kiss across her collarbone.

Scarlett's eyes slid closed again and her hands griped his shoulders tightly. Her body was already aflame and her limbs tingled. She didn't think her knees could support her any longer "Rhett take me to bed," she whispered boldly.

He growled lightly "God you don't know how long I have waited for you to say that to me!"

He lifted her off her feet and carried her to the large bed. Once placing her on the soft mattress he quickly removed his cravat, shoes and socks.

Scarlett propped herself up on her elbows watching him undress as he sat on the edge of the bed. This was really happening; he was here in her room undressing. She was trembling, her heart pounded loudly in her ears.

He turned back to her crawling up the bed like a jungle cat until he had almost covered her body with the solidness of his own forcing Scarlett to lie back on the bed; she looked up at his face in the low lamp light. Gone was the indifferent mask he usually wore, his face held passion and lust. And it was for her, Scarlett gloried in it. It made her feel powerful and wanted and very much like a woman.

Rhett reached down and tucked a lock of hair behind her left ear. "You have beautiful hair Scarlett, have I ever told you that?"

"No I don't think you have," She smiled at his compliment.

"Hmm shame on me," He mused to himself and leaned down to kiss her teasingly on the lips.

Scarlett's arms came up to wrap themselves around his neck as she gave herself fully to the kiss. Rhett's hand strayed making its way down her curves down to the hem of her night gown. His fingers played against soft flesh as they trailed up back of her knee to the outside of her thigh and to her hip. He caressed the soft skin there before moving on up her waist until he reached her breast. Scarlett gasped when his fingers brushed over her erect nipple. She arched her back pressing her breast fully into his hand. Her gown was bunched up to her waist as his thumb caressed the delicate skin of her breast as he broke off their kiss that had become breathless.

He smiled wolfishly at her kiss swollen lips and flushed face. He leaned down placing light kisses to her throat and then moving lower until he reached her breast. He glanced up at her and their eyes met before he took her nipple into his mouth over the thin fabric of her nightgown while his hand caressed underneath.

Scarlett moaned and threw her head back in delight. Her hands fisted into the bedcovers either side of her now as Rhett kissed and suckled on her nipple. She didn't think she would ever regain her breath. He then paid attention to its twin before lifting the edge of her gown and taking the now exposed nipple into his warm mouth. And then to drive her crazier he blew on the sensitive skin. The sensation made her toes curl with pleasure and her back arch off the bed; Rhett's body stopped her lifting herself too high off the mattress. The solid warmth of him was all that was anchoring her down.

Rhett was pleased with her reactions. The only time she had reacted with any enthusiasm in the bedroom was that wild night of Ashley's party but even then he was so drunk he couldn't remember the details. He cursed himself over and over for that night. But tonight was different, he would remember her body, her lips, the soft moans and her eyes.

Needing to feel her skin against his he lifted himself up and removed his shirt. He tossed it across the room and watched it float to the floor before turning his attention to the panting beauty before him on the bed. Her nightgown was bunched up at her waist and half exposing one breast leaving her slender legs on display. He ran his hands up either side of her legs slowly just to drive her wild before reaching the edge of the nightgown and easing it from her body completely.

Now she lay gloriously naked in front of him. His erection pressed against his trousers making him feel restricted the urge to be inside her was all consuming him now, he leaned over her again wrapping is arms around her slender form. His thigh came to rest between her legs and he could feel the damp heat of her against his naked thigh and it only made him want her more.

Scarlett tried to catch her breath but she found it so overwhelming, he was all around her. All these sensations were rushing through her body and she didn't know what to do. Her body trembled and shook; this is what it's supposed to feel like when you're in love she thought.

Her arms wrapped around his shoulders pressing her body close to his. Her breasts were touching his bare chest and the soft hairs tickled her skin and she luxuriated in the feel of him so close to her.

His mouth descended on hers once more and their tongues fought against the other in a passionate tangle. Rhett's hand wandered down her stomach to her soft curls that covered her sex, running his finger through the soft wet folds there and heard her moan in the back of her throat. Her hips lifted to meet his hand, she was so responsive to his touch he too felt overwhelmed by her.

As he slipped his finger into her she moaned louder. She was tight and warm as he moved his finger to caress her delicate skin breaking their kiss he applied small kisses to her cheeks and jaw line.

Scarlett gasped for breath as her whole body tingled and she felt a warmth in her belly that radiated down her legs as her hips bucked off the mattress into Rhett's palm. Rhett removed his finger from within her and watched her come down from her high with a please smile on his face. He had never seen her react this way before or watched her come down from her orgasm.

"What was that?" She asked confused. She hadn't remembered feeling this before not even with Rhett. She was always wound too tight to ever enjoy his attentions to her in bed because she was wound so tight thanks to her upbringing and her experience of men she had never let herself feel relaxed enough to feel any sort of relief before. She had had a glimmer of it before with Rhett but never like this.

"They call it 'la petite mort', darling," He smiled down at her and kissed her lips tenderly.

"Is it a good thing?" She asked still not sure if her body was supposed to do that and why was he quoting French to her.

Rhett chuckled and buried his head in her neck, she really was too much sometimes. He then brought his head up and met her eyes. "Did it feel good to you?"

"Well...Yes it did, I suppose," her brow creased in concentration trying to work out how it happened.

"Don't over think it Scarlett just let it happen. You'll have a lot more fun that way," His eye gleamed with joy in the fire light.

She reached up and brushed a rouge lock of hair away from his forehead and pulled him down to kiss her again. She held him tight against her, her lips kissed his neck and her hand started to reach down to his waistband. It was the boldest she had ever been and it was invigorating. She unbuttoned the buttons there and freed him. Her fingers brushed against his length he was hard and hot but he felt soft to touch.

Rhett shuddered; this was something from his deepest fantasies Scarlett touching him as she was right now, he didn't know how much more he could take of this tonight. He quickly removed his trousers and positioned himself between her thighs and pressed himself into her core.

She gasped and writhed under him her back arching as her hips met his. His arms came around her as she dug her fingers into his back leaving half moon shaped marks in his heated skin.

"I love you," she whispered in his ear as they made love.

Chapter 5 up tomorrow...