Chapter two

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Thanks for all of your nice reviews, they make my day. Perhaps I'm hardhearted LOL, but I will post my story in parts, because I'm not sure if I'll write more to the ending or not.

What if we were meant to be together
What if you were meant to be the one
I could hide a million years and try to believe
That any time the girl in mind will come and rescue me

Cause you're the fire, you're the one
But you'll never see the sun
If you don't know, you're right next to the right one
And I could call it many names
But its myself I need to blame
If you don't know, you're right next to the right one

In the end you've got a friend for lifetime
Truly there to truly care for you
I know you cry a million tears so I want you to know
That a pretty face can take you places, you don't wanna go

So in the end it all depends on whether you'll find
Warm embraces when I replace the one you had in mind...
(Right Next to the Right One by Tim Christensen)

Scarlett used the time to unpack her things, she would need new dresses, and hopefully Rhett would buy her some. She was thrilled beyond words, when she walked into the dressing room to see that the left side of the room was full of dresses. There was day dresses, evening dresses and ball dresses… and… beautiful night gowns, never had she seen so soft or tiny night gowns before, briefly she wondered if she would dare wearing them, of course she would! They were too beautiful and expensive not to.

She stopped short when she saw the clothes on the right side; it was men's garments, or more exactly Rhett's outfits.

So he would be sleeping here. But only a few times a week.

Faith helped Scarlett undressing for a nap. It was good to relax.

Before Rhett's return Scarlett bathed and dresses in a pretty, light blue evening dress.

When she was ready she found her way to the parlour, where she became more and more nervous, the memories of her intimate times with Charles wouldn't leave her.

She just knew she had to endure it again with Rhett.

Just before seven Rhett arrived, he couldn't take his eyes of her when he came into the parlour.

"Great balls of fire, one would think you haven't seen me before Rhett Butler" she fumed under his stare, she felt like he was undressing her with his burning, black eyes. Like so many times in the past she wondered if he held any respect for women, she surely felt he held none for her.

"Perhaps it is Scarlett. At least, it's the first time I see you in my house alone with me," the sarcasm was back in his voice. Self -assured he crossed the room and kissed her cheek. "Supper is ready, let's not make cookie wait."

Scarlett was tense, it was odd dining alone with Rhett, she couldn't help feeling vulnerable and exposed, if only he had cared for her it wouldn't feel so strange. She relaxed when Rhett told her of the store; it was a mercantile with all kinds of supplies. He expected her to manage it on her own; he had hired a clerk for her but wouldn't interfere with anything else. He thought it would take most of her time, but he expected her to be ready for him when he wanted to come, he would let her know in advance so she could socialize with other ladies. But he wouldn't tolerate her socializing with other men and he would take her to the balls she would be attending.

Scarlett just listened, she didn't know what to respond or think of it, she was only confused when he said he wouldn't allow her to be courted by other men. He had never cared in the past, and it would seem odd id she always was escorted by Rhett and not by other beaux, but she kept silent, too overwhelmed.

It crossed her mind, that he sounded like he cared about her or at least would be a bit jealous of other men, but she dismissed the though as fast as it had come.

Too soon, she found herself alone with Rhett in her bedroom, she couldn't bare to call it their bedroom, it would be too intimate, too marriage like. She felt Rhett behind her, his breath warm on her hair, he nestled her in his arms, placing small hot kisses on her neck and behind her ear.

"Relax darling it will be okay. Just trust me," he whispered.

She felt him cup her breasts in his large hands, his touches burning hot through the material of her dress, his mouth continued its walk on the soft skin of her neck, she heard him moan softly against the skin behind her ear and she felt him pressing her body hard against his. She closed her eyes, steeling herself for what to come but her body didn't tense up, instead she felt new sensations, similar to the ones she had felt when Rhett kissed her in the past, only these were stronger and more powerful.

She sighed when Rhett gently squeezed her nipples, oh! It felt so good. She felt warm between her legs and she felt Rhett become hard in a certain place, when he felt her body responding to his touches and heard her small moans. She pressed her lower body against his, instead of stepping away like a proper lady would do.

Slowly Rhett turned her around and claimed her lips hungrily, his tongued forced its way inside her mouth and she almost cried from pleasures, again she pressed her lower body against his hard manhood.

Her small movements made Rhett groan with desire and his hands found their way to her back, where they unbuttoned her dress, with skilled fast movements.

He took the dress of her and buried his lips against the soft, so soft skin, just above her breast, leaving burned skin behind as his lips moved to new places.

Impatiently he freed her from her old, thin corset, if one could call it a corset any more so thin was it.

Now she stood before him in only her chemise, he stopped his caresses and drank in her beauty "So sweet," he mumbled before his mouth found hers again. This time the kiss was gentle and soft, but none the less as arousing like the hard ones, they just had shared.

He carried her to the bed. Looking deeply into her eyes he undressed, Scarlett couldn't help but glance down his body, the sight made her blush but she like what she saw.

This was a beautiful, strong, tanned body of a man, not the weak, pale body of a boy.

She liked what she saw and the hotness between her legs returned, only when her eyes caught sight of his hard manhood, she tensed and removed her eyes.

She had no way of knowing, she had not seen Charles without clothes, but it seemed huge and it frightened her, and made her remembering the pain Charles had caused her with his male thing.

Rhett lifted her face to his and brushed her lips with his tomb, "I won't hurt you darling, I promise," he kissed her softly. "How many times have you been with Charles Scarlett?"

She wanted to turn her face to hide her embarrassing and the tears forming in her eyes, but he wouldn't let her.

"Please tell me honey."

She looked down "Twice," she whispered "And it was awful and hurtful Rhett!"

"Honey, it will be alright. I will be very careful. I would never hurt you."

Climbing into bed Rhett embraced her and stroke her hair for a long time, when he felt her relax he kissed her gently but deeply, almost, at once her body responded and she inched closer to him allowing him to touch her breasts and kissing her more urgently.

She willingly raised her arms up when Rhett took off her chemise, and before she could feel embarrassed of her nakedness Rhett's tongue played with the nipple on her left breast, making the warm sensation between her legs returning,

Her body was trembling from pleasures and she almosted fainted when Rhett's fingers found the soft, warm spot between her legs and gently started massaging it.

Just when she thought she couldn't stand it anymore, she felt one of his fingers entering her and she cried out "Rhett!"

She heard him moan hoarsely and felt him move on top of her, she didn't want him to stop, but she suddenly became very aware of how close his manhood was to her entrance and she stiffen.

Rhett locked eyes with her "I won't hurt you," he smiled. His lips pressed against hers and she invited him to deepen the kiss, while kissing her his hand separate her legs and before she knew it the first part of his manhood entered her slowly and gently. When she didn't move but kept kissing him, he entered her a little more and then stopped to give her time to adjust to him. He never stopped kissing her, again he moved and entered her fully, she let our a small cry. The pain was faint, nothing compaired to her times with Charles. Slowly Rhett started to move on top of her and it felt good, gone was the pain, all she felt was the fulness of Rhett inside her.

Soon all her thoughts stopped and only pleasures were left.

Afterwards Rhett kept her in his arms and he continued to kiss and caress her, he didn't turn his back to her to sleep as Charles had but held her tightly.

"It will be better next time Scarlett," he mumbled.

"But it wasn't bad Rhett!" She said in a girlish voice.

Chuckling, he replied, "I would hope not. It was amazing Scarlett. But what I mean is that you will find more pleasure with time, when we know each other better and you know you can trust me."

"Oh!" was all she said.

It was very comforting to sleep in Rhett's arms, Scarlett had never felt safer and Rhett was acting nice towards her, almost as he liked and respected her.