Thread: Hidden World (darkangel76 & Neophyte)

Cara pushed open the door and quietly stepped inside the room. Much to her surprise it seemed empty. Quirking a brow, she glanced about the place, her blue eyes darting from left to right as they checked for signs of the mysterious mans presence. Just then, a cold breeze blew through the room making her shiver. She saw the drapes at the far window billow and ripple as the air from outside struck against them, filling the air with its briskness. Wrapping her arms about herself to stave off the chill, Cara turned to close the door behind her first. Looking back into the room once more, she dared to take a few steps toward its center. The man was nowhere to be found. Biting down on her lower lip, she wondered if hed become restless and gotten up for a stroll about the mansion. Though given the fact that hed been injured, she didnt think that idea likely. Still, he wasnt in his bed nor sitting on one of the chairs. Cara took a few more steps into the room, her body shaking both from the cold and the anticipation of the unknown. As she continued her slow entrance into the mans temporary living space, she suddenly heard the sound of running water. Hes showering, Cara whispered out loud to no one. Her lips turned up into a smile and she quietly stalked over toward the door leading to the bathroom. Cara swallowed as she stood before the door, which was cracked open ever so slightly. She could feel the heated, steamy blast of air seeping through the sliver of an opening, making her curiosity pique to exponential levels. Licking her lips, she allowed herself a tiny glance, pressing her slim body against the door while her eyes peered beyond the crack of space. Across the way, she could see the outline of the man in the shower. He was even more breathtaking like this than he had been before when shed seen him earlier in her fathers study and then once more in the dining room when hed interrupted their meal. Trembling, breath catching, Cara took a hold of the doors handle in one of her hands. Ever so quietly, she pushed open the door. Though she paused a moment, her heart stopping when she heard the man suddenly pound a fist against the tiled wall adjacent to him in the shower. Her instincts were a flutter. A part of her wanted to run, to go back to her room. But another part, the stronger part, wouldnt let her move. Instead, she stayed rooted to the floor, her bare feet unmoving as she continued to watch this man who intrigued her so as he showered. Just then, the man turned and looked directly into Caras eyes. The look he gave her was dark and beckoning, making her heart pound and her mind go blank. I I she stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as her eyes took in the sight of his naked body. It was hard not to stare, to admire his body. He was beyond beautiful. Jessica the man mumbled as he moved toward Cara, his hand reaching up to gently caress her face. Jessica? Cara whispered as she felt herself lean into his touch. What? But she didnt have a chance to ask anything further. At that, the man grabbed a firm hold of her body, pulling her close, his lips meeting hers. Cara thought she would melt, her knees threatening to buckle as the mans lips moved and worked hers with a dark, fiery passion that seemed to emanate off his person. Her body was going limp, surrendering to the sensations that suddenly began to flood her body, her skin on fire, her heart racing. Then, without warning, he pulled away, his face changing, faltering. Was something wrong? Had she offended him? Who was Jessica? Please forgive me the man grunted as he fell onto the floor at Caras feet. Cara let out an audible gasp, immediately kneeling on the floor beside the man whod just left her breathless with his kiss. Placing a gentle hand against his injured shoulder, her eyes went wide with fear. She wondered if hed been hallucinating, if his wound was far worse than hed let on to her fathers people whod tended to him. As she looked at it, the sight of it made her wince. It looked painful. Terrified, worried, she dared to touch the mans face. Are you all right? Sir? Sir? Cara gently brushed the hair out of the mans face. She gave him a once over when she suddenly realized that he was still naked before her. Biting down on her lip, though allowing her eyes to linger for a few extra moments, she quickly got up to retrieve a towel. She placed over top his body and knelt down next to him once more. Sir? Are you all right? Please. Say something. Please. Cara couldnt help but plead. She was afraid he was ill, but was too terrified to leave him alone. Afraid that hed get worse, afraid to face her father and have to explain why she was in the mans room. Alone. In her nightdress. No. She couldnt leave him. Not like this. Please, sir. Please. Wake up, Cara begged. She moved closer to the man, lifting his head and placing it in her lap as she gently tried to rouse him from whatever spell hed fallen under.