The warmth of the sun hit my face; through my closed eyelids I could tell it wasn't an early morning shine but an almost afternoon, holy cow I need to get up and open my shop. I winced deeply from the soreness between my legs trying to wiggle them, I can't open my eyes, something sticky and dry is on my face. There is something heavy around my waist, I know I'm on a bed, but what's with this strange weight on me, I was ready to panic when the smell of coconut essence put me at ease.

I needed to see the damage to my body from last night, the feel of his rough hands all over me last night brought ghost pleasure, I arched so much I think I'll be living with scoliosis. Slowly I peeled my eyes open, there was a dry feel on my face almost blurring my vision a bit, what is that on my face? I was about to lift myself up when a slight tug from my waist brought me back down.

"Stay" a groggily deep voice muffled as he dug his head behind my hair.

Cringing to the ticklish sensation of his fingers "Rowan, I need to open up my shop" I giggled. Though I wished I could just lay there just like that with him holding me tight, I have a commitment to my shoppers.

After reluctancy he let me go, at the same time I was able to open my eyes. Turning my head towards him and I was instantly turned to mush Seeing him lay there ... naked made me wet all over again, pure muscles display large and firm with one arm draped over his face only displaying half of those plump lips that most absolutely left Hickie's and kisses all over me last night, broad shoulders and flat stomach, deep V line disappearing underneath the blanket, down girl, down.

Can't say the same about that python though, it was hard not drooling to scene, breath, Jane, breathe ... no, seriously breathe bitch. Sucking in a breath my heart leaped when he slowly lowered his eyes to look at me, those perfect voluminous lashes I'm jealous of and the Cerulean Blue orbs, though last night proves he is not innocent, those eyes would tell you different.

The perfect silence and the perfect man, I hope he doesn't think I'm weird for watching Porn last night, I'm still dumbfounded at how he managed to be very quiet in entering, was it through the window? It would have to be the most logical explanation, but we were two stories up. My thoughts came to a halt seeing him slowly rise to my level, eyes moving everywhere on my face before landing to my eyes and huffing a smirk, I could be wrong, but it almost looked like a smirk of achievement.

What is on my f- I shut my mouth quick when a memory came to mind, I wanted to die, Rowan perfectly mimicked every move from the scenes last night ... Including the finishing scenes, my face must be coated in his come, I must have passed out from the poundings my pussy endured from this man. Taking my finger to wipe off the smears, my mind was indeed correct - all over my face to the middle of my hair, Tarzan comes a lot, he stares at me eagerly I guess I wasn't done yet, sticking the finger in my mouth I heard a growl and that only made me suck harder.

I need to get up before he pounced on me again, Agony it was limping to the bathroom, droplets of liquid fell from me with each step, my pussy feels like it's going to fall off. Staring into the mirror my mouth fell open, I couldn't even recognize myself anymore; love bites, Hickie's and cum, my spaghetti strap top split open in the middle and naked waist down. My oh my, the jungle man indeed has a hunger. Glancing back at him I'm taken back seeing him watch me from the bed stoically yet in thought, hands folded behind his head, I could still see a hunger in his eyes from here, nope absolutely not, I won't be able to stand at all of this continues.

Slightly closing the door, I peeled off the rest of spaghetti strap and stepped into the shower, I guess today is hair wash day. If I winced harder, I thought my face would freeze, the sound of the door slamming made me do a full 180 coming face to face with Rowan on the other side of the clear curtain, naked. My mind screams no, yet my body told it to shut up, my mouth frozen seeing him whether the shower fully towering over my body. Whimpering from the way my nipples tickle against his broad chest.

"Rowan pl- " my breath stolen from me when he crashed his lips into mine, our tongue molding and wrestling while he pressed me against the shower wall. I'm turned on with him moaning at the taste of my lips on his, releasing my lips he goes straight for my nipples roughly grabbing my breast in each palm, molding and rubbing together, bringing his nose to my sternum and slapping my breast against his cheeks. Oh this ... where did he learn this?

Moments of teasing and even I could feel his hunger, I whimpered awaiting his next move my eyes heavily lidded, Rowan ducked underneath me both his arms hooked underneath my knees my arms around his neck -gasping when he lifts me up. Oh my, this move is new to me, he hangs me low until his shaft is arrowed to my awaiting pussy.

Though the soreness is evident My pussy throbs in anticipation, our eyes locked until mine widened from being stretched into a whole new universe, not even seconds go by and the picked up his pace, it was like loud drums with my ass clapping hard and loud in his abdomen - I cannot escape this brutality my knees are locked into his arms.

"Ah,Ah,Ahhhh"

My moans seem to be his adrenaline and before I knew it, I could no longer catch my breath, hell most of the time I even forget to breath, Rowan slams me into the wall ramming into me nonstop with his Unmerciful poundings, growling groaning and moaning into my ear.

"Take it Jane" he whispered, even though the roaring of the shower falling onto our bodies his deep voice was dominant. My undone was soon coming and he sensed it too, with a harsh slap on my cheek he gripped my ass firmly pushing himself deeper into me.

Tilting my head back with my eyes rolling to the back of my head "Ahhh"

His movements became even quicker and harsher than before, it appeared he is at his end as well, gasping for air "Ro-Rowan."

His breath staggered and broken when he responded in my ear "Wet Tampi"

Whatever the hell that meant but coming from his deep voice, I'll take it. The response was enough to send me over the edge, the fire ball in my stomach form tickling my abdomen with one last harsh thrust the both of us groans strain-fully to our pleasure, my teeth cling to his broad shoulder, his lips in my neck, shaking violently, I swore I popped a vein.

Carrying me bridal style I was taken back by the new fabric; Rowan has clothes here? I was shocked to see neatly stacked clothes and shoes on my vanity. Is that why he left? Watching his dress was one of the most normal things I've seen him do since meeting him, muscles flexing the way he slid down his black turtleneck that immediately clung to his muscles, to the black trousers that seemed to be a bit too tight fit the python in between his legs but perfectly comfortable in other areas, he was sophisticated.

I don't know which one I prefer most, Him naked or sophisticated?

Bitch Please, was that even a real question? I want that shaft swinging freely every day to the world, but sophisticated is for the streets.

Something about that statement didn't feel right for all the dumb reasons, but then again, my thoughts never make sense, magically he pulls out a comb neatly brushing out his wet locs - maybe I was so entranced by the man that everything he does makes me swoon for a moment I could see everything behind him blurring out, the rays of the light behind him outlines his physic defining his features beautifully.

Is this what they meant? How everything that didn't matter faded to the background and all that mattered was right in front of you,

Was that the Greek God aesthetic? No, that is Tarzan, my Tarzan, I'll never forget him risking his life just to save me, I couldn't help the smile that began forming, my heart was warmed yet beats wildly just by looking at him, maybe it's too early to say but wow I think I really like him, before it was probably a fascination that was probably doomed to fail but there he stood looking right down at me.

Bitch what?

Our distance was closed, no longer did I sit on the bed I was right in front of him, moments like these I'd call myself a dumbass but right now all I wanted at this moment was to be closer to him than ever, although my heart is in my ass and my legs turned to jelly and I'm probably having an asthma attack, it was all worth it - all I want is to see him, those deep blue eyes that are looking into mine sincerely, I am finally at a stage of genuine calm and happiness -- nothing could ruin this moment.

"Bitch guess wha-" Justines stomping came to a slow halt and so did her words once she hulk smashed my door wide open.

You know, I really need to shut the fuck up sometimes, and I can't believe I didn't lock the door, Justine almost flung it across the room, my head whipped towards her who looked at my state, I'm standing in nothing, but a towel wrapped around my body pressing myself onto a fully clothed Rowan whose dark eyes I bet are still on me.

By that point my intestines fell to my ass hole, welp I guess no point in trying to hide it anymore.

"I-Im sorry I didn't know you had friends over" her eyes glancing back and forth to me and Rowan, was that a smirk forming?

Trudging towards her "Justine I can explain."

"Isn't that the guy that helped you with Kevin?" she whispered to me, "He is gorgeous" she giggles.

I smiled at her comment, I'm glad she is taking this the positive way like I knew she would.

"At least take him to dinner first before you jump his bones".

On second thought I think I'd like to throw her out of the window, I am not hiding anymore.

Breathing in a deep breath closing my eyes, "Actually Justine, this - this is Rowan."

An uneasy silence fell through the room, usually I'd prefer it this way but that's only when I can predict the next step, Justines face remains stoic and shocked, is there a name for that? All smiles and giggle vanquished as if never existing her eyes locked on Rowan, chest heaving up and down with glossed eyes.

Oh ... No.

"Th-this w-was-" she paused looking up to the ceiling, "The man that saved you?" her breath staggered "N-not even once b-but twice?" her voice tuned hoarse, oh dear here we go.

In question she scrunches her face cocking her head at me to the side "You kept him from me?"

"Justien listen I-"

With her pointer finger held to my face she moves away from me heading to Rowan, the ends of her hair in the low ponytail sways softly -almost as if she's approaching him with caution, hell the man killed a whole ass lion he isn't the one to startle so quickly, but does he really not like it though? I need to find out.

"Hello, we haven't properly met."

"Justine"

"My name is Justine, Janes roommate but I bet you already knew that".

"Justine"

"I am so sorry we have not met on better occasions I would have thank you more properl-"

"JUSTINE!"

Startling her she whips around "What?"

"He doesn't understand you, remember the place you found me in Germany, yea only his grandmother speaks English fluently."

"Grandmother? You mean the native woman?"

"Shes German with a tan, she was there at the hospital that day with him."

I watched as her head lowered to the ground; I could practically see her putting the puzzle together just by the expression on her face. "I had a feeling to be honest, but I Just didn't want to assume, you should have seen the way he was staring at you in the hospital when he brought you in,"

"And exactly how would I have seen that? Bitch I was unconscious."

"Oh, right" the both of us fell into a pit of laughter.

"But wait than that means ... he was the one" her voice softens into a question, yet I understood well.

"Yes, Kevin stabbed him, I saw the cut that day."

"That day?"

Shit, "Yes, he was here he has been here for about a couple of days now."

"So, the blood that Philip was talking about -"

"Rowan must have cleaned up" I finished for her.

Her eyes glanced back at a Rowan who stood there staring at me, "Why didn't you say any-"

Interrupting her sentence, I took a step forwards "Philip can't know about him Justine."

"No, of course not."

Wait what?

"Wait ... bitch what"?

"Kevin is probably still pissed off about the whole ordeal and will target all the most powerful families in America bringing this to light and underground, I know Philip wouldn't say anything, but I can't say much about his source, he is going to stay here while I'm gone, he needs to stay close to you at all times until we can think of a way together when I get back."

Although the reason is wrong it's the best, I'll take for now, in the end her words not mine, and wait.

Here?

Alone?

A-A week?

I probably no longer have a womb anymore thanks to this man, and now I'm going to be here a week with him. Maybe this could be fun, I could teach him some Wattpad aesthetics.

"Oh, before I forget, I wanted to let you know something that's why I was here and walked into a lovely scene, the restaurant where you and Kevin had dinner is under investigation, apparently a few people who wanted to remain anonymous came forward to detective John and confessed to seeing him be very nasty and vile towards you and the staff, also many said the same that he practically dragged you out of the restaurant."

"What?" I breathed.

"Yes, the restaurant is closed for now, detective John was finally able to get a court order."

Is this all because I wrote it in my book? So, were my readers around me all that time? I wished I had met them, and I wished they had recognized me, my username isn't exactly a helper either.

PeachyBootyWriter8089

I should change that hmmm maybe ... MsJosephwrites26 and a better picture instead of a cow.

"Focus"

"Oh right, sorry".

Justines phone started to ring than "Ugh, alright I got to go, RowUn ... ThhhAnk ... YoOu ... it was NICE ...to ... finally meet YOU, I'll be seeing you latEr."

Remember the scene when Dory tried to speak whale in finding Nemo? Yea, good movie.

With a nod Rowan spoke "Fruend". Voice so deep and thick as he peered down at Justine making her blush, it sounded like he said friend, and for reasons I couldn't figure it out, I couldn't help the urge to kick Justine in the face.

"Alright, are you headed out ... why are you looking at me like you want to kill me."

Damn my Resting Bitch Face or maybe that was the urge from earlier.

"Sorry I am just processing a lot, and this is just my natural Bitch face" I laughed "and I am actually headed to the shop."

"Oh, take Rowan with you."

I choke on my spit "Uh - well,"

"And you're not going to wear that towel, are you?

Shit, "Uh why not this would be the new style."

She smiles mischievously "Not if you don't want Rowan to rip it off you every second."

My knees involuntarily trembled earning a laugh from her, I just realized She's in a mini yellow dress "That's a pretty sun dress you have on bitch, its windy as hell outside." her dough eyes darkened, "Is it now? I think you have a gorgeous satin blue dress in the closet, you know the one with the built in bra you bought at that market in Iceland."

Rowans eyes darkened, can he or can he not understand? All in all, I don't like the low and seductive tone of Justine, it makes me uneasy.

Realizing what dress, she meant I blushed, that dress near Rowan? Goodbye vagina. "Oh no, I am not wearing that, No way ... No".

What dress do you think it'll be?

Find out next chapter!