Chapter 5

*I do not own any WWE superstar. Happy Valentine's Day everyone! This chapter does have an explicit sex scene so you have been warned. I promise you, I did not have this worked out with the most romantic chapter to date was set at Valentine's Day, it just worked itself out like that so I want to dedicate this chapter to all the hopeless romantics out there. I want to say I love you Angelia, Sunshine, and Rosebud, my beautiful sisters that I pray finds true love. Enjoy the chapter!

The rain began to let up after an hour into their journey. They were wet, cold and miserable. Rose knew that asking Mara to hide them was risky but Rose trusted no one as much as Mara. She had always been there when she needed her before so Rose prayed that she wouldn't let her down when she needed her the most now.

Even though she had boots on, she still slipped in the mud a few times to her embarrassment. Dean, ever the gentlemen would just help her up. She had a feeling that he wanted to heckle her about falling in the mud but he kept it to himself. He seemed much more accustom to moving around in undesirable conditions than she was and it showed.

Rose smiled with relief when they finally could see Mara's beautiful home in the distance. It was just as big as Rose's home but even more grandeur. It stuck out like a sore thumb though since Mara had hired a French architect to design her house since she came into the marriage with a large dowry, her husband left the decorating to Mara. It was the most unique home in the city, possibly the country. Mara's husband was a very busy, prominent surgeon at the hospital. Rose knew that secretly Mara was unhappy. She married her husband due to an arrangement from their families, not for love. Mara really had no choice since if she didn't marry, she would have no money and wouldn't be able to support herself. Rose was thankful that her dad didn't bind her into that type of unhappiness. She didn't want to be tied to a man that she didn't even like much less loved. She would rather be alone and have her freedom than be alone and be a man's property.

"You didn't tell me your friend had such a beautiful home." Dean commented as they got closer.

Rose shrugged her shoulders, "It's just a house." Dean just nodded, he could tell there was more to the story but it wasn't his place to ask. "Do you think your dad will think of Mara's place since you are her best friend and you are now missing?"

Rose shrugged her shoulders. "Probably but Mara will send them away. Her husband has a lot of influence in the community, they wouldn't dare to make her mad and draw attention to themselves."

Rose could feel butterflies in her stomach as they made it to the porch. "Do you think she is awake? It's really early."

"She is always up early; the baby eats early."

Dean had forgotten Mara had a baby, he had only see the baby a few times. "Rose, maybe we need to go somewhere else." He didn't want to put them in danger.

"There is nowhere else."

Dean really hated this idea but if it was only for a few days, so he told himself that everything should be fine. Rose grabbed his hand and squeezed it encouragingly. "Just stand to the side for a moment."

Dean nodded and stood out of sight as Rose knocked on the door. She waited patiently. She knew it may take Mara a few minutes to get to the door. Rose looked down at her muddy, black rain coat and dirty boots and knew Mara was going to think she crawled out of the gutter. Mara finally opened the door and looked horrified to see Rose standing there looking like a muddy, drowned rat. "Hi!" Rose said with a big smile hoping to show Mara that she was fine though he looked far from it.

"Rose, what happened to you? Come in!" Mara grabbed Rose and pulled her inside. A million questions were running through her head. "What happened to you? Why are you so dirty?"

"Mara, you know I love you like a sister."

Mara nodded but she still looked horrified at Rose looking so filthy. She had never seen the prim and proper Rose looking like a gutter rat. "Well I am in a bit of a bind and I need your help."

"Are you in trouble?" Rose was skeptical, she could tell she was not going to like this one bit.

"Not really me but my friend is and we need to hide out for a few days."

Mara narrowed her eyes and scrutinized Rose closely. "I don't understand, who is your friend and what did they do?"

"Please just don't freak out and please hear me out first." Rose opened the door and looked out motioning for Dean to come. He didn't look to happy with this plan but he had no options so he followed Rose into the beautiful home.

"Mara you remember Dean?"

Mara eyes turned as big as saucers. "Rose why are you with that pervert? Has he kidnapped you? He's holding you for ransom, isn't he?"

Rose knew Mara wouldn't be happy but she was really surprised by Mara's reaction. "What? No, he did not kidnap me and he is no pervert."
"Then what do you call raping a 12-year-old girl? He's vile!"

Rose's mouth dropped. She was horrified by the ugly lies, she grabbed Mara and pulled her over toward the kitchen. "He did no such thing! Where did you hear that garbage Mara?"

"The village is talking about it and they are looking for him." Mara shook her head in disgust. "What has possessed you to get mixed up with someone so disgusting! He should be hanged."

"It's not true Mara!" Rose looked over to Dean who looked crushed, "Do you think I would help him if he was capable of an act so deplorable? He didn't do it Mara!"

"Were you there?"

"No but I know it's not in his nature. He's being set up Mara. My dad found out he is investigator and my dad wants him dead."

"Rose, I want to help you, but I don't know this man. You say he is innocent but how can I know that for sure? How do I not know that you are just infatuated with him? You love to read all those romances, maybe you are so blinded by some wild romance and the fact that you are lonely that you can't see straight. I have my baby to think about." Mara's words stung deeply but Rose could see how this may look.

"Because you know me Mara. Am I the type that just trust anyone? To fall in love with just any man? I always listen to my instincts." Rose sighed as she tucked her wet strands behind her ears. She realized she had just confessed her love for Dean but she hoped Dean didn't hear her, she was trying to whisper. "Dean is my friend Mara. He saved my life! He has been nothing but respectful to me and to you as well. I have been with him for a couple of days now, he could have raped me, he could have used me against my father, or even ransomed me off by now but he hasn't and he won't. He is a good person."

"Then why are they saying he raped that little girl?" Mara looked torn and Rose hated having to push their friendship but Dean needed to be safe.

"The same reason that Cho told me that an enemy group had kidnapped Dean. He is a Shield agent and they can never let anyone know what happens to Dean. If there are different accounts about what happened to him, then no one will ever figure out the truth. They want to kill him and dispose of his body so they can't have Shield retaliate against them." Rose was surprised that she figured out the plan all on her own.

It made sense, no body, no proof as to what happened to him or who killed him. Rose knew her father's dogs wouldn't have just mauled him to death they would have torn him apart. Just going through all of it in her head she put a hand over her mouth in horror. No body to even send home to his loved ones. They would never know what happened to him or the pain he had went through.

Rose quickly composed herself. She needed Mara's help. "Mara, you are like a sister to me, you are my best friend. I trust you more than anyone. I would never bring a man that hurts children around you and I would never associate with a person like that. I wouldn't try and protect a child rapist. This man is an agent that was investigating my father's criminal business dealings and he got himself caught by actually reporting the rape to my father who sanctioned it to happen Mara. My father is the sick one, not Dean. I wouldn't even ask this of you if it wasn't a matter of life or death so if you don't trust him, then trust me."

Mara grabbed Rose's hands and held them a minute. Rose looked at her pleadingly. "It's just for a few days. We have to make contact with his brother and Shield and hopefully they will get him out of here."

Mara tilted her head and affectionately looked at her friend. "I can see how much he means to you, what about when he leaves?"

"Then I know he is safe!"

"What about you Rose?"

"I'll be Ok!"

"You are putting yourself in a lot of danger by running with this man and for what?"

"I have to make sure he is safe, once I get him to his brother, I'll be able to rest easy." Rose looked away. Mara was really good at reading her and she didn't want to see that she would actually be heartbroken when Dean left.

"What about your father Rose? Aren't you worried about his wrath, knowing his only daughter helped his enemy? You said it yourself, your father is sick."

Rose just shrugged. "I guess I will worry about that when the time comes."

Mara shook her head sadly. "I am always here if you need me. The cottage is available. I'll keep all the staff away. I'll bring you some food later. The key is in the potted plant on the porch and if you need me, don't hesitate to come and get me."

Rose smiled happily giving her best friend a big hug. "Thank you Mara!"

"Alright sweetie, get going. The baby will be up soon."

Rose nodded. "Thank you Mara!"

Rose walked over to Dean standing by the front door. His head was down as he leaned up against the door but she knew something was bothering him. Mara did say some pretty harsh things about him. "Come on!" Rose said softly not wanting to be too loud.

Dean looked up at Rose confused.

"We can stay in a cottage in the back. It's where Mara's family usually stays when they visit."

"I'm not sure this is a good idea." Dean whispered. He could feel Mara's eyes watching him intently. "Why don't you stay here with Mara; I'll find my way."

Rose could feel a tightening in her chest at the thought of him just walking out her life. She knew that day would come soon but he can't leave now. "And where do you plan on going? You are wet, you have no supplies, and nowhere to go?"

"I've been in worst spots before Rose, but I don't want to be ambushed."

"Mara won't betray me."

"How are you so sure Rose?"

Rose looked into Dean's blue eyes, she could see the war he was fighting deep within. He wasn't sure he could trust staying here. "We can find somewhere else to go." Rose sighed wanting him to feel safe.

"Rosebud, No! Stay here! You will be safe here."

Rose met Dean's intense gaze. "I want to stay with you." She knew she sounded childish, she knew staying with him was all wrong for both of them but she couldn't stop how she felt and now she couldn't take it back.

Dean remembered that Mara was watching them and when he looked at her, he knew that she knew there was something going on between the two of them. He still felt a little hurt by her accusations but he understood where it was coming from. She was protecting her family and Rose as well. "We can talk about this when we get to the cottage." Dean's voice was low and husky. It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, he always lost an argument to Rose.

Rose nodded feeling a bit of relief. She honestly didn't want to keep wandering through the countryside but she would have stayed with Dean even if he decided to leave. Mara walked over to them and Dean moved aside so she could open the door. "Rose, I'll be over in a few hours with some food." Mara then looked at Dean. "Make sure you take care of her." Dean nodded glad that she seemed to accept that he was no threat to Rose or her family.

While walking down a dirt path to the cottage that was settled away from the main house, nestled in the thick of tall trees, Dean just wondered if God was laughing at him. All of his life, he had made selfish decisions and paid his fair share in consequences because of them and even though he wanted nothing more than to keep Rose with him, he knew he was being selfish by putting her in danger. He was trying to do the right thing but Rose was making it impossible. He swore that it took every ounce of his being not to grab her and kiss her when she looked at him with those pretty, brown eyes. It just wasn't fair. How could he resist that beautiful face when she looked at him like that?

They made their way to the quaint, little cottage secluded from the main house. It wasn't as extravagant as Mara's home but at this moment, Rose would have been okay with just a hut and a warm bed. She was cold, tired, and soaking wet. She could feel the material from her dress and rain coat scratching against her soft skin. She was hungry but at this moment she would settle for being dry and a fluffy blanket.

Dean liked the rustic charm of the cottage. It was white with blue trim, it had a porch with rocking chairs for guests. Dean watched as Rose looked inside the plant that was located on the porch and grabbed the key. Dean scanned the horizon for anyone possibly watching them. Dean could see the sun peeking out in the horizon. Thankfully they made it here before the sun fully set. It's much harder to hide in the light of day then in the dark.

Dean was pulled away from his lookout when he felt Rose grab his hand and pull him inside. Rose quickly shut the door behind them and locked it. She turned and leaned up against the door finally feeling like she could breathe a sigh of relief. She watched as Dean examined his surroundings.

It was indeed a charming cabin. There was a fireplace with a couch and love seat over in the corner that Dean knew they wouldn't be able to use. They couldn't' draw attention to this place and the smoke coming from the chimney may peek someone's interest to investigate. He could see that there were several large shutters that you could open and let the sunlight in and brighten up the place but they would have to remain closed since they didn't need anyone spotting them by accident. There was a wooden dining room set over in the corner with white lace placemats and a white lily centerpiece. There looked to be a small refrigerator close by and a microwave.

On the other side of the room was what looked to be a desk area. Dean noticed a computer and a phone. Dean went over to inspect the phone. Unfortunately, it was a landline and Dean was worried the call could be easily traced. But he reasoned that no one knew where he was so he could make a quick call to let Roman know where he was and that he was OK but when Dean picked up the phone there was no dial tone. Dean frowned.

"I think she only has the phone on when her family visits. I can go ask her to see about getting it connected."

Rose watched as Dean cut on the computer and it was password locked. "Damn!" He grumbled. He wished something would work out for him. He had no idea what happened to his phone, probably was destroyed when his room was searched.

"I'll go back and talk to Mara about the phone and password." Rose offered.

"No, you are wet, you need to get dry." Dean said. "We should be fine here for a short time. Maybe." Dean grumbled even more.

"Mara won't turn us in. She may not trust you but she trusts me."

Dean sighed. He was so tired. He had been in worse situations so he knew he was just feeling sorry for himself but feeling like an ass for putting Rose in this predicament was also weighing heavily on him. He ran a hand through his wet hair and he felt like even more of an ass when he saw Rose shivering from the cold.

"Rosebud, go get dry." Rose just stood there watching him. She could tell that he seemed different, sad. Dean noticed her staring at him. "Rose, I swear I can keep my animal lust in check. I don't go around raping little girls and so you will be fine. Go get changed."

As soon as Mara said those hurtful things about Dean, Rose could see a light die in his eyes. She noticed but she had to get Mara to agree to hiding them so she didn't have time earlier to talk with him. "I'm not a little girl Dean and Mara doesn't know you like I do."

Yeah, he knew all too well that she wasn't a little girl, his body reminded him every time he got close to her. "You really don't know me that well Rose." Dean mumbled.

"I know that you have a good heart and you are a good person."

Dean rose an eyebrow. "How is that?" Dean wondered. "In the 6 months that you have known me, this is the most we have ever interacted with each other."

"Because I'm not dead, you're not holding me against my will." Rose sighed irritably. "and the day you saved my life and you held me so close, you were so tender and sweet, I knew right then you were a good guy. But if this is such a problem for you, if I am such a burden, then go. But I am cold and wet and just want to get out of this clothes and hopefully I am not chafed from head to toe. So I will be safe but I just pray you make it back to your family safely."

Rose felt hurt. Maybe he didn't feel anything for me. Rose thought as she turned and went storming off to the bedroom. Maybe if he goes then I can get back to reality. Maybe this has all been a fantasy in my head all along. She wanted to cry, she knew it was ridiculous but she couldn't help how she felt. All she wanted was to make sure he got back safely to his family. She wasn't ignorant enough to think he would actually love her and that was OK. She didn't expect any marriage proposal or even a relationship. She had liked being close to him and spending time with him, was that so wrong? But she knew they could never be. He couldn't stay here and she wasn't sure if she would ever leave her home. So maybe this was for the best even though it hurt like hell.

Rose stood in the middle of the bedroom. Some of the morning's sunlight was able to give off some light from a small window. She could hear the birds chirping right outside the ledge. Rose sighed. She should have gone for towels first before coming inside the bedroom. She stretched her aching limbs trying to decide if she really wanted to go back out there and see that he had indeed left. Rose was so deep in thought that she didn't hear Dean come inside the bedroom right away but soon she heard his footsteps and knew that he was right behind her.

Dean made his way over to Rose though he felt completely lost. He was wrestling with his conscience. A battle within his head. One side told him to leave, leave as fast as you can and don't look back but there was a larger part of himself that said, don't go, you'll never see her again if you go, stay! The selfish part of him just wasn't ready to be away from her.

"I thought you would have left by now." Rose said softly.

"I'm still trying to decide."

"Maybe you should at least rest first before you go."

Dean nodded. "That's probably a good idea."

"You probably should eat something and shower as well."

"Where would I sleep?"

That seemed like a logical question. There was only one bedroom with a king size bed but the couch in the living room was another option. "Well, the bed is big enough for both of us."

Rose was curious as to how much longer they were going to beat around the bush and try to ignore the strong chemistry they felt for each other.

"Rosebud!"

Rose could feel his hot breath in her ear and she shivered. "Yes!"

"I think you should tell me to leave or go sleep on the couch."

Rose felt her pulse quicken and she wet her dry lips with the tip of her tongue. She was starting to feel hot all of a sudden. Very hot! Rose instead leaned back against Dean's much larger frame. His body was solid and she couldn't deny the tingles she felt deep inside of her when he was with her.

"Is that what you really want?"

Rose could feel as Dean's fingers gently pushed her long, wet tresses to the side exposing her swan-like neck. Rose bit her lip nervously as soon as she felt his lips plant a kiss on the tender spot right below her ear and she closed her eyes, reveling in the gentle kiss. "I'm a selfish man and even though I should leave right now, I just can't leave you!"

Rose felt her heart soar hearing his confession. She smiled when she felt him place another tender kiss on her neck. Rose could feel Dean's other hand on her left cheek as he continued planting butterfly kisses up and down the column of her neck. It became harder for Rose to breath or even think as he then began nibbling on her earlobe. "Then stay with me until you must go."

Rose was glad he couldn't see how nervous she was. She wasn't so naïve that she didn't know where this was going and at this point, she didn't want to try and rationalize what she should do and what she must do. She wanted to go with how she felt. This may be her only opportunity to be close to someone that made her feel special: a man that she somehow felt a strong connection with. Dean made her whole body ache with want and need. After all the lonely years, she needed to feel close to someone. To know that they needed her just as much as she needed them.

"Rosebud!" Rose loved how his raspy voice made her want to melt. "I'm not leaving. I can't be away from you even if I tried. So you don't have to do anything you don't want to do to try and convince me to stay. I'm not going anywhere."

Rose smiled. She knew him; she may not know what was his favorite TV show or what he liked to eat for breakfast but she knew that he was a good man. He wanted her to know she had a choice. "I'm right where I want to be." She confessed, she could feel his thumb caressing her cheek.

Dean groaned. It had been so long since he had been with a woman and hearing Rose say that literally made all his reasons for not getting close to her dissipate. Dean gently tilted her head back and claimed her sweet lips in a hungry kiss. Rose felt Dean's arm snake around her waist pulling her up against his hard frame as his lips caressed her lips sensuously. Dean slipped his tongue into her moistness, enjoying her sweet taste. The fire he felt burning deep within felt as if he may explode into smithereens. He had never felt such an intense desire for a woman yet he would have to keep the pace slow and gentle which he was perfectly capable of doing. It had been so long and Rose drove him completely wild as if she was some unbelievable dream that he would wake up from any moment.

Rose completely melted into his embrace and her arm came up around his shoulders so that she could entwine her fingers into his messy locks. Rose enjoyed feeling his soft, curly locks between her fingers as his lips continued to move against hers she met his tongue and swirled the muscles in a dance. Rose felt as she was dizzy from the passionate kiss. Shivers travel up her spine leaving a trail of electric sparks coursing through her body.

Dean broke the kiss and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek as his very experienced and nimble fingers went to her wet rain coat. It took him no time to undo the buttons and he was pulling the uncomfortable clothing off of her in no time. Next Dean unzipped her dress making sure to not to get the long, ebony tresses caught in the zipper.

Dean couldn't help but to feel a little nervous as he caught sight of the soft skin of her back. Delicious thoughts of kissing every inch of this perfect woman danced erotically in his head. Once the dress was unzipped he turned her toward him so that he could bend down and take her boots off.

Rose couldn't help but love the sweet gesture. She put her hands on his shoulders to steady herself as he took her boots off. She could feel his hard muscles in his shoulders beneath his black leather jacket. He stood up meeting her shy brown eyes. She smiled at him nervously as she decided that she was going to undress him. Whatever he did, she could do as well. Her trembling fingers were not even half as steady as his more confident fingers as she unbuttoned his what once was white but now was muddy brown buttoned up shirt. Dean took off his black leather jacket and threw it to the side. Rose almost hated seeing the black leather go. She liked the way it made him look like James Dean. She loved the older movies and James Dean in Rebel Without A Cause had caused quite a few blushes from inappropriate thoughts on her part.

Dean was incredibly patient. When Rose finally finished with the last button she looked up at him triumphantly and melted into his sparkling blue eyes. Rose tilted her head studying him intently. She could see that he was a bad boy with a heart of gold. She could feel the raging battles he fought within himself. She has a feeling he was reformed bad boy that struggled with his conscience.

"Are you just going to leave my shirt on after going through all that trouble to unbutton it?" There was that bad boy smirk. She could see that he was very interested to see what she would do next.

"I should, I mean you did leave my dress on." Rose didn't know what possessed her to be so bold. He wasn't the only one that could be taunting.

Dean nodded enjoying her quick wit. "I guess I should take care of that problem immediately." Dean smirked showing off his devilish dimples that Rose didn't want to take her eyes off but she turned so that he could continue.

Rose bit her lip, glad to be away from his penetrating stare. "You should!" There was no going back and she wouldn't even if even she lost her nerve. She didn't know if she would ever feel this type of attraction ever again. She had to know what it was like. She had been curious for so many years now and reading romances only fueled her desire to want more than just words on a paper.

He leaned down and kissed the nape of her neck as his hands pushed the offending fabric off her shoulders and watched as it fell to the floor in a heap. Dean slid his shirt off and it fell beside her dress. She leaned back against his bare chest, enjoying the feel of his heat against her skin. Rose tilted her head, giving Dean more access to her silky skin. Rose closed her eyes as he nibbled on her delicate flesh. "You know we have to get a quick shower." Dean made sure to include quick because he couldn't wait to take her to bed. All thoughts of being tired and exhaustion were completely gone. Even all his aches and pains had amazingly disappeared. All that was left was a hot throbbing ache throughout his body that only Rose could cure.

Rose blushed. She had forgot how dirty and smelly they must be after being in the rain and walking through mud. Without any notice, Dean scooped Rose up bridal style and she squeaked in surprise. Dean carried Rose to the bathroom which was across from the bedroom. Rose felt so self-conscious as Dean sets her on her feet wearing nothing but her lacy bra and panty set. You wanted this Rose so stop feeling scared, Rose gave herself a little pep talk as Dean cut the water on.

Of course once Rose saw the water, all thoughts of being naked in front of Dean went out the window. That shower looked was so inviting. She quickly took her bra and panties off in a hurry. Dean was hoping for a strip tease dance but he certainly understood her desire for a warm shower. He felt the same need to feel clean once again.

Dean helped Rose into the shower trying not to stare at her beautiful, shapely form which was extremely difficult. To be so petite, Rose was blessed with full, luscious breasts. Her hips were curvaceous, and her butt was perfectly curved to fit in his large hands. She was incredibly gorgeous and so innocent to what type of reaction he was having to her. He watched as his exotic beauty stood underneath the warm sprayer with her eyes closed in ecstasy as the water ran over each curve of her body. The heat was soothing every ache and strained muscle in her body.

Rose opened her eyes and saw Dean standing there watching her with smoky eyes. Rose smiled invitingly. "Hurry, the hot water doesn't last long."

That was all the invitation he needed because he didn't want to take a cold shower. Nothing ruins the mood like a cold shower. Dean stepped into the tub and Rose let Dean under the water while she washed her body and hair with soap and then she rinsed off as he soaped up. They had been so wet and cold that the warm water felt like heaven. Once Rose was all rinsed off, she used a brush in the bathroom to comb out her long, thick hair as Dean finished up. Then the nervous began attacking her again. She could feel the butterflies fluttering in her stomach as Dean stepped out and towel dried off.

Rose waited patiently, biting her lip but she couldn't help the way her eyes traveled up and down his naked frame. Dean was very tall with broad shoulders, muscular arms, and a slim waist. His abs had beautiful definition and she blushed when she realized how impressive he was in the crotch area. She knew the mechanics he was pretty big and her body would stretch but it was still hard to imagine. Rose turned away blushing but his body was permanently seared into her memory.

Rose felt Dean behind her again, she couldn't miss his strong arms wrapping around her tiny frame. Her pulse quickened and she her breathing became labored.

"Penny for your thoughts."

Rose had her that old cliché before and smiled. "Then you would be a millionaire."

Dean chuckled. He pressed a kiss against the side of her face. "Care to share?"

Rose felt an intense need to run and hide but the thought of leaving him was even more scary. Two very contrasting emotions. "I guess I'm just scared." That makes sense, who wouldn't be, it was going to be her first time. She kind of knew what to expect yet she didn't. She hoped she wouldn't have to explain that because she wasn't sure if she could. "I know you may not want to hear that but it's how I feel."

"Actually I am very interested in knowing how you feel."

Rose turned so she could look at him. Big mistake Rose, dreamy eyes, boyish good looks, dimples to die for, yep not good when she needed to be rational, Rose thought taking a steadying breath.

"Rosebud!" Dean cupped her face in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. "If you are not sure, it's OK! I'm not leaving! I will take a cold shower and go to sleep but I just need to know."

Rose placed her hands on his wrists and she smiled. "I'm scared but I want to be with you! I like the way you make me feel." Rose reached up and touched his cheek. "No man has ever made me feel this way and I trust you."

Dean nodded. "Great, no pressure!"

Rose just chuckled and smiled.

"You're going to be the death of me kid!" Dean said huskily as he came in closer to kiss Rose. Rose closed her eyes and felt an electric spark as soon as she felt his soft lips touch hers He kissed her softly a few times before pulling her tight against his hard body. Rose's arms went around his neck pulling him closer to her. Rose heard Dean moan when she was the first one to slip her tongue into his warm mouth and began teasing him with gentle caresses. He licked her lips teasingly. Rose giggled when Dean picked her up once again bridal style into his strong arms.

Dean carried her to the bedroom and laid her gently on the soft bed. The bed was decorated with a white and yellow comforter and lots of small decorative pillows that Dean pushed off the bed except for the two big pillows. Dean just stood there staring down at Rose. Her small frame lounged on the fluffy pillows comfortably. Her long, black hair spilled out across the pillows seductively. Her darken nipples were hard little buds begging for attention. Her legs were slightly drawn up to her body.

Rose felt so exposed and felt completely unsure of her body. She went to cover her breasts self-consciously.

"Please don't cover up!" dean's voice was husky with need.

"You keep looking at me strangely, am I ugly?"

Dean's eyebrows rose. She was so innocent that she had no idea just how gorgeous she was. "You're the most beautiful woman, I have ever seen."

Rose blushed. She had never been given such a nice compliment. Men had always let her know that she was desirable but it was always lude and crude. Rose sat up as Dean bent down towards her. Rose wrapped her arms around Dean's neck pulling him in close. Dean claimed her lips in a hot, searing kiss. He was gentle but he was hungry for her. He wanted so much to possess the sweet, little beauty.

Rose moaned unhappily when Dean broke the kiss but felt relieved when she felt him placing soft kisses on the tip pf her nose, on her cheek, to her chin. Rose leaned her head back giving Dean even more access to her supple skin. Rose wrapped her fingers once again in his messy curls enjoying the feel of the silken strands as he moved lower leaving a trail of kisses down her neck. He bit her softly on her shoulder causing her to moan from the mixture of pleasure and pain. Dean planted kisses along Rose's collarbone and she squirmed from the sweet sensations.

Rose was feeling a little impatient, his kisses were driving her wild but she trusted Dean. She knew that he was going slowly for her benefit but try telling that to her throbbing womanly core. Rose moaned when she felt Dean's hand cup one of her luscious breasts and felt a jolt of electricity when his thumb caressing her hard bud. When Dean's warm, wet mouth claimed the other tender bud hungrily, Rose couldn't hold back the surprised moaned when she felt sensual tingles coursing through her veins.

Rose ran her fingertips gently across his Dean's back reveling in the hard smoothness of his skin. Dean's tongue flicked across Rose's hardened bud and she gasped as Dean hand kneaded her other full breast before switching and taking the darkened nipple into his warm mouth. Rose squirmed around as the sensations flooded her body relentlessly. Dean enjoyed listening to every little gasp and moan he could draw out of his little Rose. "Damn you are so beautiful!" Dean mumbled out before nibbling on her hard peak.

Rose could feel her body trembling with need…! She could feel Dean teasing her belly button which caused her to giggle. She tried to cover her stomach but he held her so that he could spread kisses all over flat stomach before nibbling on her hip bones.

When Rose began feeling tender kisses on top of her thighs and Dean nudging her thighs apart, she felt a strong sense of self-consciousness take over and she tried to close her legs back. She had read about this but she never thought Dean would try to do this. Her whole body blushed at the thought of him being so intimate with her womanhood.

"Rosebud!"

"Dean!" Rose choked out her whole body felt so stiff.

"Relax Darling! You're going to love this!"

"I…I…I just don't know." She stammered out.

"I do!" Dean said confidently. "Come on Rosebud! Open your petals for me." Just the way Dean's husky voice asked made Rose melt. She felt so embarrassed having him so close to her womanly core but her whole body was aching for the pleasure he seemed to promise.

Rose tentatively opened her thighs biting her lip nervously. Only her doctor had seen that part of her and it was nerve wrecking. What if I don't like it? What if he doesn't like the way I taste? What if I smell bad? All of these stresses were screaming in her head but as soon as she felt Dean's wet muscle glide across her juicy lips, her whole body shuddered and she bucked her hips excitedly.

Dean licked the lips to her most secret body part. Being so close to her was driving him crazy. But he wanted her to experience paradise to its fullest. Dean gently opened up her petals and tortuously slow licked her tender flesh. He knew just the spot to hit but he purposely avoided it just so he could loosen her body up to gain more access. Rose gasped with each sensation. Her body literally felt as if she was on fire. She tasted so delicious with each stroke of his tongue across the moist flesh. As soon as Dean felt that Rose was more relaxed he gently flicked his tongue across the tender bud that was the source of her pleasure.

Rose clawed the sheets beneath her as she felt fireworks exploding throughout her body. Electric currents coursed through her leaving her a wild, panting mess. She had never experienced such pleasure. Passion completely engulfed her body until she felt as her body was going to explode. The sweet sensations Dean caused as he circled her sweet bud made her moan and gasp. Her hips bucked up wildly needing more attention. She felt drunk with passion as Dean continued his loving assault her most intimate area. Passionate sparks ricochet throughout her body, building to something even more explosive. She could feel as if something even more stimulating was waiting for her, slowly elevating her higher and higher into the Heavens. Rose cried out Dean's name in wonder at these new tantalizing sensations. Rose could feel Dean planting kisses along her tender flesh before hungrily sucking on her bud. Rose cried out in intense pleasure when she finally descended into passion's final throes. Dean pulled every spark, every tingle, every pleasurable sensation possible exploded simultaneously.

Rose breathed raggedly as her body pulsated. It was all consuming passion that coursed throughout her body, knocking the air out of her body leaving her a pulsating, sensitive mess.

Dean quietly got up so that he could clean up. He couldn't help but to feel ecstatic to get that type of response out of Rose. She was a very passionate woman to his delight and he enjoyed hearing every moan, every gasp, every beautiful sound she made as he pleasured her.

Dean gave Rose a moment before joining her back on the bed. He laid down beside her propped up looking down at her. Rose's face blushed ruby red when she looked into his bright blue eyes. She couldn't believe how she had acted and hoped he didn't think bad of her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so…" Rose felt so incredibly embarrassed.

Dean's rose eyebrow rose in admiration. "So beautiful? So gorgeous?"

"Ladies are not supposed to act like that."

"Well I am glad you did because otherwise I would have felt like I was doing it completely wrong."

"Oh No! I think you are really good at that." Rose felt as if she would be forever the color of scarlet.

Dean leaned down to kiss Rose and she pulled him closer to her wanting to feel his body connect with hers. Rose was ready, this was what she wanted. She didn't need a piece of paper or a ring, she just wanted to feel loved. She knew many of her friends that had the paper, had the ring, and felt completely alone and unwanted. It wasn't as if Dean wouldn't offer her these things, it's that he couldn't. Right now was all he could offer and honestly, this was more than she ever believed she would ever have. She resigned herself to never knowing passion, becoming a bitter, old spinster at some point but at least she found someone that she cared about, someone she adored and trusted. She was scared to say love, because it could never be. At least she could say she had this brief moment in time with Dean and come what may she was ready.

Rose felt all of her senses come alive. She was both excited yet afraid of what was next. She cupped Dean's face gingerly enjoying the feel of his tongue caressing hers passionately. She could feel his urgency through his kiss. Hungry and needy though now she couldn't blame him after experiencing her first climax.

Rose could feel Dean moving over her body, nudging her thighs apart so he could rest in between her thighs, cradling his hips snugly. Her hands moved down his muscular arms, enjoying the feel of his skin.

Dean pulled away from her kiss so that he could nibble on her neck and ear lobe sending electric jolts up her spine. Rose moaned. She could feel his hardened member against her leg. Rose bravely moved down his body so that she could feel him. Dean moaned and bucked his hips into Rose's soft hand.

"Rosebud! You're killing me."

Rose loved that she could as easily drive him wild as he did to her.

When Dean was her bodyguard working security, he looked much older than his 30 years but now he looked so boyish and carefree with an impish grin and smoky blue eyes. He was so beautiful; he wasn't a pretty boy but he was quite handsome with his rugged bad boy good looks. Bad boy with a heart of gold, Rose thought as he once again captured her lips in a passionate kiss. His arms gathered up pulling her close to him. Her arms came up and circled around his neck kissing him back with just as much intensity. She didn't want to act like some helpless flower, as scared as she felt, she was just as hungry with an aching deep inside that she needed him to sate.

Dean's breathing was ragged as he pulled away. "Rosebud! Are you sure?"

He was driving her crazy by being the perfect gentleman. She appreciated it, she knew most men did not have that type of restraint but her mind was made up. Her body was aching, and dammit she needed him!

Rose cupped his face. "Make love to me before I burn up!" Her body was on fire.

His features softened as he kissed her gently. The kiss deepened as Dean lifted up slightly. He positioned the tip of his throbbing member to her soft entrance. He could feel her warmth and he moaned as he knew it was time. Rose clutched Dean's biceps as Dean slowly pushed himself inside of Rose.

Rose gasped into Dean's mouth as the burning, ripping sensation consumed her small frame. She could feel Dean's kisses and hear his raspy voice saying that he was sorry but she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Thankfully she had already known it was going to hurt. She was somewhat prepared for it. She could feel her body stretching to accommodate Dean's length and girth.

Rose groaned as Dean took his time pushing further and further and deeper and deeper inside of her tight body. Rose could hear Dean moan and she realized she loved hearing him moan. He was so beautiful. How she felt earlier she realized he must be feeling the same and that made her heart soar. Rose locked her legs instinctively around Dean's hips securing him deeply inside of her.

Dean was perfectly still as he gazed down at his perfect Rose. He stroked her hair, caressing her cheek with his thumb. Her lips were trembling. Her eyes were blurry with unshed tears. "Rose, I'm so sorry, maybe I should stop!"

Rose shook her head. "No! Just stay still I will be ok!" She knew it would take time for her body to adjust. She could already feel sweet tingling sensations.

Dean felt like Rose was going to break his dick off, she was so tight mixed with the squeezing of her tight warm silken tunnel, it was like nothing he had ever felt before. It was so hard not to go with his instincts and to just pound away into her. It took every ounce of control he possessed. "You have to relax Rosebud!"

Rose took a breath and did just that. "I'm ok!" Rose nodded. She felt so completely full of Dean, a feeling she actually enjoyed. The feel of his body deep within her excited her.

Dean beginning moving slowly, distracting Rose from the pain with tender kisses. Slow, drawn out strokes. Rose felt his back muscles straining as she ran her fingertips up and down Dean's back. The pain had mostly subsided and all she felt was a deep ache and the need she had felt earlier. Rose grabbed Dean's butt cheeks playfully, enjoying just how perfectly round they were.

Dean moaned as his pace slowly picked up. He lovingly kissed Rose on her lips, neck, and shoulder which she matched kiss for kiss with as much intensity. Rose's legs rubbed against his own as their bodies moved as one. Rose found her needing more and more of him, her whole body felt like it was on fire. Every cell sparked from the sweet friction. Every stroke brought her closer and closer to paradise. Rose moaned hungrily as Dean's kisses became even more fierce and passionate. Rose clutched Dean closer to her as he bordered on the brink. The lovers moved as one in a sensual dance as old as time. Every nerve sparked with pleasure, ecstasy so close. Rose was just as hungry for release as Dean. She arched her back moving gracefully with Dean, she matched his rhythm perfectly.

Dean bent down and took each of Rose's dusky nipples into his warm mouth. He alternated between the peaks, swirling his tongue around the hard nipples happily devouring the buds. Rose arched up needing more. "Dean!" Rose stammered. She moaned as Dean kissed her lips once again. Their bodies trembled as their passions drove them and Rose cried out Dean's name as she was swept up in a raging tidal wave of pure pleasure. Hearing Rose cry out his name drove him over the edge straight into the throes of passion's grip. Their bodies turned into a mess of sensual, erotic sparks of lustful sensations. Rose felt Dean's body shudder and tremble as he cried out as he rode out the last of sensations of their climax.

Rose felt Dean's heavy breathing as he collapsed onto Rose. He should have been too heavy for her little frame but she welcomed his weight. Her hands stroked his soft curls as she tried to process what they had just done. She could still feel him deep within her. Finally, she decided to stop over thinking, she just wanted to enjoy the moment. She didn't want to think of how this was so wrong on so many levels. She just a huge part of herself to man that she cared for deeply.

Dean lifted slightly realizing that he may be crushing her. He felt as if he could sleep for 2 weeks straight he was that exhausted but he needed to see how Rose was. Needed to make sure she was OK and didn't hate him. He should have showed more self-control but he was so hungry for his Rosebud. It's just he had never met a woman like Rose. A beautiful mixture of innocence and maturity with a loving, caring heart.

Typically, he had really bad taste in women and his brother Roman would probably feel that there was something wrong with Rose just because he liked her but Dean had watched this little lady for 6 months. She was always selfless, caring, and giving, she shied away from men. Her only relationships were with Mara, her father, Cho who was like a second mother, and a sweet, little old lady who owned a candy shop in town who adored Rose.

Dean braced his body on his elbows as he stared down at Rose. Rose smiled up at him nervously. "You are trembling Mr. Ambrose."

Dean loved how playful Rose could be which was a side of Rose that was new to him but he was finding out more and more every moment he spent with her and he was starting to realize, he wanted to know her even better. He never would have thought that she was such a passionate person. He was really expecting a bunch of crying which would have made sense. The first time was painful though he hadn't been with a virgin since high school which he remembered to be a total nightmare. He could see that Rose felt the pain and she was so brave handling it but then she responded so beautifully once the pain subsided.

"You seem to have that effect on me Rosebud!"

Rose lit up hearing that. "You seem to have that effect on me as well." Rose admitted.

"How do you feel?"

"Sore but amazing!" Rose looked nervously into Dean's blue eyes. "I was just wondering if I was ok?"

Dean's eyebrow rose and he almost chuckled. She was so innocent she had no idea that he more than enjoyed being with her, it was probably the best experience he had ever had. Most women he dealt with were trashy and easy, it was simpler like that for him after his heart had been broken once before by a woman who he had loved with all his heart and wanted to marry until he found out she was sleeping with his best friend when he was gone on missions. Roman had known the woman was no good but Dean refused to listen. After that he sought women out for just sex. It was simpler, women like Rose were dangerous. He knew there was a difference between sex and making love. Anyone could have sex, cheap and tawdry sex with no strings attached. That fit his lifestyle perfectly, making love to Rose did not. But he was already deep within her snare, he knew without a doubt he more than cared for Rose and again he was destined for heartbreak. This time around, he knew it was not her fault or his for that matter. Bad timing and a love that was forbidden would be their downfall. But at least he was walking into this with his eyes wide open. No one to blame but himself but if a short time was all he could have with Rose then he wanted very minute he could steal just to be with her.

"You are much more than OK!" Dean kissed the tip of her nose. "I just wish I could offer you more than…"

Rose put her finger up to Dean's lips. "Just offer me now!"

Dean nodded and kissed Rose gently. She could still fell him buried within her but he was not as hard as he had been. Dean rolled over to the side and pulled Rose into his arms. Rose laid her head on his chest and she could hear his heartbeat once again. She could get use to the sound but it was only temporary. Rose yawned. They both were completely drained and fell into a deep slumber rather quickly holding onto each other tightly.

OK everyone! For Valentine's Day, I just want my lovely readers to rate the love scene if you could please. I would love to know everyone's response. Romance 1 being poor and 10 being super romantic and the lovemaking, was it super-hot sugar? 1 being poor and 10 being super-hot but feel free to leave your thoughts. Thank you to all my gorgeous readers!