Show Me How You Love

Tristan was absolutely mesmerized by the way she was inspecting this piece. She seemed to dance around him and it had his body aching in ways he hadn't felt for a while, wanting to get closer to her. He held a sly smirk on his face to hide his lust and looked straight into her eyes while she inspected him. She was damn beautiful and he had half a mind to press her right up against that painting and take her right there. He was amazed by how much she could invoke that want in him and nodded his head. "Well you're quite the little investigator, aren't you?" He asked and then couldn't help but wink at her. He would often times get lost in the art but in this moment he was lost in nothing but her. He was quite glad that he had made the blonde go away and that he had her to himself because he didn't think he could handle himself otherwise. "I will definitely show you more." He said and stepped forward, closer to her. She was significantly shorter than her, with her the top of her head coming up just to his chest and he hovered above her, looking down into her eyes and enjoying the way that she had to tilt her head so far back to look up at him. "And by the time I'm finished with you, you'll be begging for more." He said, hazarding a wink again as he teased her. He could nearly feel the temperature increase by a significant amount as the sexual tension increased. "Now, let's move on." He placed his hand more firmly on her back this time and pulled her forward, keeping her close to his body. He needed the closeness to her and from the way she was talking to her, he didn't think that she would mind. If they kept this up, he wasn't even going to make it to dinner before he brought up the offer he had in mind for her.

Wren smiled a little. She was growing overtly fond of him very quickly and everything he said seemed to just be to warm her up to him. There was something nice about that. She took another sip of her wine. She wasn't going to get drunk - she knew her limits and could hold her alcohol... And if he was going to keep offering her wine, she was going to keep drinking it. "Why do I have a strange feeling that you already know that?" She asked him coyly and sat back. He was obviously interested in pursuing her - and she didn't think any businessman like him would just come out with a girl that he didn't know without doing some checks on her 'resume'. She didn't know how exactly he would do that now but he was pretty rich from what she knew, so she was sure that he had his resources. "I work for a small marketing company. I specialize in some graphic design and I also am trying to learn some web design to strengthen my resume. They don't really pay what I want to be making but hey it's a living, and I like the work. It's something that I've always liked to do and I'll stick with it." She smiled at him. "I'm pretty sure it's close to your office... I can do some research of my own." She laughed. "Though it's much easier to find stuff about you than me, I'm sure... You're pretty popular on Google - in fact many girls think you're 'smoking hot' as they say." She took another sip as she paused for a moment and laughed, looking out at the city view around them. "I don't know how you go out anywhere - I would be terrified of the press." She smiled at him. She had better get used to it if she was going to be spending more time with him, she was sure. She was okay with that somehow though.

@ dancingskiingwriter
Amie smiled softly as he praised her work and winked at her. She blushed and looked down. He had a way of making her feel quite young. When he agreed to show her more she was delighted then surprised as he stepped forward and she had to look up at him. She inhaled sharply at his comment her body quaking with delight at his words. The room seemed to grow to warm for the cloths that clung to her skin. She breathed in and out quicker as the moment dragged on with their eyes connected and a seemingly both to wide and to short a space between them. He pulled her to him as he lead the way and she relaxed. Amie bit her lip feeling the desire radiating off of him and she wanted to squirm but refrained not wanting to seem completely unprofessional. They moved onto the next piece of art and she looked up at him wanting to reach out and touch his perfectly sculpted jaw and lips with her fingertips but she restrained herself placing her hands behind her back holding them there under his hand as she looked towards the painting. "Tristan perhaps it will be a bit much to continue going through your art this way. If you showed me your favorite pieces then I would have a good basis for starting my search for your next piece." she said and looked up at him. "Though really we haven't talked at all about what you are searching for and how much you are willing to pay for it." she said and then saw something in his eyes that made her gulp and shutter with delight only a small shiver running through her body that she hoped he didn't notice but with the way his eyes reacted to her in that split second it seemed he had noticed and enjoyed evoking the response out of her.

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James smiled delighted. "Very intuitive of you Wren. Yes I know a lot about you but that doesn't tell me the small details that only you can share with me and small talk is an excellent way for us to get to know each other." he said and smiled as she continued. He smiled as she brought up the proximity of her work to his. It was just a couple blocks down really an easy walk if he desired.. She talked about what she found on Google and he chuckled. "Not even Google really knows me, they know what I present to the world and the press. The ladies... well they perceive with their eyes." he said and smiled. "What do you think Wren, do you think I am 'smoking hot'?" he smirked enjoying being able to turn this on her. The press were useful and also annoying. He smiled at her worry and he shook his head. "They are harmless with the right security team and I guess if this does progress I will have to set up a branch for you as well." he said a moment of deep thought reflexed in his eyes before he smiled and returned to the present moment. "The press can be helpful at times as well but really it is just a matter of sticking to the rules once you know them. If you live an uninteresting life they will seek their gossip other places." he smiled. "Therefore all of my more adventurous endeavors are kept strictly confidential." he said and smiled then sipped his wine. The food was delivered and he took a bite then nodded and the waiter left them. "I went with a classic New York steak." James stated before digging in to his own food enjoying the perfect blend of spices that pared nicely with the wine. "Feel free to ask or confirm any of the information you desire to know." he said to her wanting to be as open with her as he could be at this point.

Tristan was honestly enjoying her reaction and he very much wanted to get more reactions like that out of her. He honestly couldn't even imagine what sort of face she would be making when she had succumbed to all of the pleasure that he could give her and the thought excited him more than he could put into words at the moment. He had a feeling she was aware of this desire from him though, and he enjoyed that. "Now now - you don't want to spend more time looking through all of my art pieces?" He asked with a chuckle. "We could spend all day here looking at all of my pieces, but for the interest of time I'll keep you from all of that." He chuckled again, his hand feeling her hand under his on her back and he squeezed softly, much gathering he could slide his hand a little lower than her back but knowing that that would definitely be unprofessional. He skipped a few pieces and stopped at another one, an abstract sculpture this time. It had the same sort of vibe as the painting that he had showed her before - the mystery and the darkness in it and it was another thing that he loved. "I'm searching for the most exquisite and beautiful pieces you can find - the pieces that are highly sought after and the pieces that make people stop and stare. As for the cost - I stop at nothing... If you haven't noticed, I live a very elegant and exquisite lifestyle -- and I am very spoiled that way. Once I have my eyes set on something I will get whatever I want - and I will get it. I will stop at nothing to get exactly what I want and you should know that that's not a bad thing." He sighed, looking down at her and enjoying the way that her eyes sparkled. He could see the wondering in his eyes and that made him smile. All he knew was that he wanted her to be intrigued. The more she was intrigued, the more he knew that she would be more susceptible to his offer and he couldn't wait to get onto it. "I really think you've seen enough - I can see it in your eyes that you know exactly what I want, don't you?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Wren smiled softly as she thought about everything that he said and she was very much enjoying this conversation. There was still so much mystery with the way that he was looking at her and the things that he said and she couldn't help but feeling slightly addicted to his attention already. She was trying to not get carried away already. She ran a hand through her hair and laughed at his question. Did she think he was 'smoking hot'? Hell yes, but could she tell him that? "Now, a girl's gotta have her secrets, doesn't she?" She asked with a smile and took a sip of her wine before the food was placed before her. "I do have to say, James, your adventurous endeavors are very intriguing to me... and I have a feeling that you're going to let me into your own secret pretty soon here. I'm just reiterating - that there's nothing you can do that would make me think differently," se said with a smile. He was making her quite anxious to know. She cut into her steak, taking a bite slowly and enjoying the richness of the flavor. It had been a long time since she had actually had good food like this and she was enjoying herself right now. "So what you're saying is - if this goes any farther, I'm going to need my own security detail for my own protection?" She asked with a smile. Maybe she would like that attention - being the girlfriend of a high profile bachelor like James. "And what exactly is it that your company does? Why is it that you're the high profile bachelor that you are? It seems like everyone has their eyes on you - and I'm just curious why..." She said with an arched eyebrow looking at him. "I know you're a highly sought-after man - and I know why for my own reasons, but I'm curious... And sort of shocked that a girl like me would ever have the opportunity to be in your presence."

@ dancingskiingwriter
"It's not that Tristan I just believe your art pieces are probably extensive and if we spend this much time on each piece we'll be here for days." Amie said and smiled as he agreed with her. They stopped at another piece. It was exquisite and dark. He had a sense for making the dark even more mysterious and beautiful. She looked up at him as he began to speak and she bit her bottom lip. Somewhere during his speak she wasn't sure they were speaking about his art anymore. Amie gulped and looked down. "I have my work cut out for me but I believe if I start tomorrow I can have a list of viable pieces for your review in a couple weeks." she said knowing it would take her half that to find the pieces but the rest of the second week to analyze how he will feel about each piece and how to present them. At least for the first few pieces she would be getting his approval on them before proceeding until se was sure she understood his taste. She looked up at him blushing suddenly knowing as she had been suspicious of before that he had not been talking about art but her. He had her mistaken though she was not a highly sought after piece nor did she consider herself exquisite. "Tristan..." she began and was speechless. How had this man she had only met today uttered her completely speechless and madder quiver before him like her body was answering his unspoken and highly inappropriate question to his new employee. Perhaps that was what diner was about. She bit her lip again and blushed harder at his attentiveness and knowing smirk as he waited for her to speak after saying his name like she actually had something to say. "I will need a complete log of your art. I can do my own research on them but if it is available then it would be helpful to have." she said and stepped out of his reach needing the air to help her trembling body and her mind settle. She needed to clear the blur from her vision that was honking in on him so she turned her attention to the piece of art but this particular piece was sensual in it's own way and she bit her lip again knowing it was a bad habit.

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James smirked taking her answer as a yes. "Well I do not see any reason for you to hid the truth from me when I already know the answer but if it makes you feel better by all means keep your secrets." he almost purred the last part his voice luring her in to the world he was creating for her. James watched her amused by her words that she wouldn't be scared off and he didn't think that would be the case. This would at the best of times bring her to the verge of that desire to run from him. He both enjoyed and feared her reaction to his secrete. He took a bite of his steak as well enjoying the flavors and pleased with the consistency of service here. He chuckled as she mulled over the idea of her own security. "Well you see with the amount of... vulnerability that I have in... a relationship of the kind I am looking to pursue with you it is vital that your contact with the press be limited at best and your safety is insured. I take very good care of the everything in my life. It has little to do with the actually workings of my business as it does with my secrets and wealth. But my business has many aspects to it but my more profitable one is the technology aspects, very cutting edge really." he said and smiled. "Now as for my... interest in you it is very selective. I do not go for the flashy girls as many assume would suit me. I do not need that kind of woman in a very delicate and funeral position that I am seeking besides that amount of vanity could never fulfill my needs. Were you on the other hand, can be fostered and thrive in the relationship I am looking for if I am able to present it in a way you can understand. Hence why I am reluctant to rush into sharing such a secret with you because it is natural to want to run but that is something I will not... appreciate." he said and then smiled. "So Wren you ask why it is because you are what I have been searching for for a long time contained in a beautiful body that is dressed up quite nicely." he said and smirked then took another bite of his food chewing slowly as he watched her absorb all of that.When he swallowed his continued. "But let me tell you this I expect complete confidence above all along with trust and willingness. I ask a lot but the return is greater. You are always in more control then you realize." he said and smiled knowing it was good to instill that now before she knew anything. She had say over so much more then she could imagine but she had to do it right that was it and he expected a willingness to try it. He knew how to do things a particular way that made even the scariest of things seem pleasurable.

Tristan was surprised by her response to him. He knew that there was sexual tension before - and he knew she felt it too, but suddenly it had elevated to a completely extra level and he was rather enjoying that fact. He could tell right now that she was turned on may him and that was a good thing. Damn, she was exactly what he was looking for. She could anticipate all of his moves and could counter all of his witty remarks. It was exhilarating and he knew that she could feel it too. She made her promise to start getting pieces of his together as soon as a few weeks and then she uttered his name in an amazingly breathless noise. He could just imagine her whispering his name like that after she had experienced the sort of pleasure he could give her and he was absolutely amazed at her whole body and being right now. He almost couldn't contain himself and he also held his breath. She then asked about his art log and he couldn't help but chuckle. Those were hardly the words he had wanted to hear her say and he couldn't help but laugh at it. "Didn't seem like that was what you wanted to say with the way you just whispered my name like that." He said and he rolled his eyes a little as she stepped away from him. Yes, he had gone too far... He was supposed to be professional and he wasn't doing very well - he had let his emotions and his lustful needs get in the way. That was what dinner was for tonight - and he had to relax. He took a second to take a deep breath and then nodded his head. "Yes, we can get a complete log from my office." He said and then turned on his heel back to the way that the elevator was. "We should go - it's getting too warm down here." He felt like anywhere near Amie was too warm but he was trying to relax. He couldn't rush this - he had to do it right or he would scare her off and that was the last thing he wanted. On the elevator ride he made sure to stay as far away from her as possible, without being too obvious about it. He needed to relax away from her. Spending so much time with her right on her first day when he was so attracted to her probably wasn't a great idea. He led her back to his office and then fished the log out of his drawer, in a large binder. "Here you are. I should probably handle some things so you can look at this in your office - or you can go back down to the collection if you want."

Wren listed to all he said with an open mind. There was something very real and very scary about what he was saying and she couldn't even begin to understand the sort of relationship that he was expecting to have with her. She knew that he wasn't ready to tell her about this relationship that he was asking her for but she couldn't help but be quite curious about what he was offering her. The more he talked in this secret way it was really like he was beckoning her to ask more about it. Or maybe he was just teasing her and really wouldn't tell her until he thought that she was ready - even if she could assure him now that she was ready. How bad could it be? She let some time pass between his words and her upcoming questions with a pause, taking a bite of her steak and slowly sipping her wine, all the while looking at him and trying to decipher his secrets with her eyes. She knew it was hardly possible and that was somehow very attractive to her. She was always attracted to the mystery, and he seemed like the perfect piece of that. "So I'm guess this relationship that you're offering me isn't exactly the "take her home to meet the parents" sort of relationship, is it?" She asked softly, taking another sip of her wine. Was it weird that she felt sort of annoyed at that. She wanted something exclusive - she didn't want to just be one of his many girls that were all over him all the time and she didn't know how to say that without sounding needy. It was a little early to get territorial like that so she pushed those feelings away. "How much longer do you think you need to wait to tell me?" She asked with a smile. "I don't think I'm that jumpy - if I was, I hardly think I would go out with someone who handed me a number and told me to give him my name and address - nor would I have put on some random dress that you had given me. I can handle whatever you want for me. I'm not that flighty and I can handle it. Can you understand that?" She asked softly. She wasn't about beating around the bush - and she wanted him to know that.

@ dancingskiingwriter
Amie blushed. "I apologize." she said softly. It wasn't that she didn't want to be seduced by this very attractive man who was probably the most desired man in the US but was oozing his desire for her. She didn't understand what he saw in her but she couldn't start off her work relationship like this with him. They would need to be professional at times and they needed to start now. She didn't want to be accused of sleeping her way to the top though at some point she was sure she was going to sleep with Tristan and it would be primal desire. Amie looked over at him as he walked back towards the elevator and she bit her lip. They entered the elevator and she felt her body stiffen. Something about the elevator made her very aware of his every breath and every move and despite his distance she could feel him close and her heart rate accelerated. When they stepped out she took a slightly bigger breath than usual and she walked into his office with her feeling the two blondes eyes on her with so much distain. Amie grinned as she watched Tristan digging around until he brought out a very large folder. She smiled feeling his sudden coldness towards her. She took the log and rested it on her hip. "Tristan..." she said her voice more steady and friendly instead of husky and full of her desire. "Thank you for your valuable time. I am sure you will be pleased with the results." she said and bit her lip then looked down then back at him. "I will probably wonder back down to the art at some point. Thank you again." she said and wanted to reach out to him in order to heat some of the ice he had surrounded himself in but she smiled softly instead knowing it was the more professional and safe thing to do. Amie turned and walked out of his office and closed the door behind her feeling the imitate relief of a lot of the weight and pull she hadn't realized had been holding onto her. Amie smiled and set the book down in her office then walked over to Elizabeth standing there until the woman finally looked up at her. "If I may take a moment of your time please I would like to see where you got my water earlier. I find I am quite parched." she said and smiled softly. Elizabeth stood and showed her the coffee maker and the break room then were the water was in the fridge before she walked off. "Thank you." Amie called after her before grabbing a water and walking off to her office. She smiled and sat in her chair and looked through the art pieces taking out some of the office supplies in the desk and earmarking the pieces she thought were most like his tastes. Once she had gone through the book she stood and stretched before meandering down to the art again. She was absorbed in the art as time ticked by quickly until she had forgotten the time and were she as scrubbing in a notebook another pen in her hair. She would stop momentarily and clench the pen between her teeth as she looked at the notebook then glanced at the art and getting lost in it once in a while.

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James considered the question she posed about meeting the parents. He chuckled. "Well not normally but it is quite excessive. I would engage in no one besides you and you would be devoted to me in the same way. But it's not the traditional relationship for sure and after you understand what I want then perhaps it will be embarrassing for you to actually meet my parents." he said and smiled then continued to eat. "And I am not particularly the committed type in the traditional sense but do not misunderstand I will only have eyes for you." he said and looked over her as she almost angrily spoke and he smirked. "I see your point and it is very valid indeed. Perhaps you are more really then I calculated. How about we see how dinner goes and I will have Frank bring the nondisclosure. I insist upon the nondisclosure form simply for my lawyers mental health and if you are so eager to know then there should be no problems. The nondisclosure is simple a piece of paper that says you will not disclose anything to the media or to anyone besides myself and those I designate as needing to know. You understand the precautions with my reputations don't you?" he asked his eyes softening. He sipped his wine finding himself also eager at the prospect that perhaps he could have her sooner rather then later. James ran a hand through his hair a moment of nerves showing. He had never been drawn to someone like her. He had always gone for women who had been in the lifestyle a while and if Wren agreed then this would be his first time training a newbie. It both delighted and intimidated him. It could be so perfect or it could go entirely wrong. Either way when he looked at Wren he believed it was worth it. No one had made him struggle so much with his dominance then this woman in front of him who was very submissive and yet challenging.