The dress rides up with each step I take, my thighs clap together tightly while my hand inconspicuously pulls the front of the dress down. Thank goodness for the coat cause than it would have looked like I was picking my wedgie trying to keep it down from the back. I must admit, the dark blue dress really pairs well with my dark brown complexion. My kinky tight curls braided at the top until let loose in the end making a big puff, skin glowing from the coconut oil I applied earlier, Indeed I do look stunning but in danger of the man next to me.

Keeping me from the roads Rowan walks on my left side and I on his right, such a gentleman like gesture as we walked to my shop his hand on my hip that sometimes I would be aware of him sliding it to my ass feeling it ripple. Hot breaths weren't enough, I'm ready to collapse.

When I see her tonight, I am going to kick her ass.

"Where it she says, or I'll show him the videos of you squirting."

Last time I let her take videos of my vagina to send it to Pornhub.

Seeing as I had no other choice but to agree, I practically had to drag Rowan out of the room. He is massive and strong, not a single push makes him even tip from his stance, I had no other choice because of the way he was looking at me - something tells me he'd maul me right in front of Justine the minute I dropped that towel. After thinking it through the idea was great, being sexy just for him and seeing how to tempt hi, this was going to come back and bite me in the ass and obviously I'm not thinking shit through, but all I know is this sudden confidence doesn't come often.

Tugging on his sleeve "Right over there I pointed" he didn't even look, dark eyes on my breast, it's a built-in bra yet my breasts were kind of ... bigger, oh yea my cleavage is hanging out there. Oh, and another thing, I have no underwear on.

Softly taking my hand he looks left and write before slowly helping me across the street, hands so warm and calloused completely swallowing my mine, my heart is on fire this is another gentleman gesture, I already know he is a sweetheart with me but where was he learning all of this?

"T-thank you" God this is hard, turning around to unlock the door was even more challenging, Rowan stepped closer behind me hard on pressed against my back, sniffing my hair before lowly growling, I swallowed thickly.

Opening the door, I almost slipped inside -- and I say almost because just as my foot missed the step Rowans arm already slithered around my waist catching me just in time. Not even that made his strong stance falter his feet were still planted on the same spot, Lord he is so strong. I than felt a draft in my front and realized my dress rode up - my pussy all bare and exposed, liquid pools freely form me at the way his hands tighten around me practically fusing me into him, throbbing dick is ready to impale me from the back.

"Rowan" I whispered, feeling his head dip into the side of my neck.

Inhaling a large essence of my hair he let go and disappeared from behind me I whimpered from his missing body heat, the darkness disappeared in seconds I barely got the time to dilate my pupils before a few people already walked in, were they there the whole time?

I'm not ready, and I certainly am not stable enough to walk to the register with my wobbly legs, without question I was lifted into the air bridal style and was brought right to the register a few people awed at the scene while I secretly played scenes in my head of him laying me down on the counter fingering me in front of everyone.

I Just can't be normal.

The day went by smoothly, Rowan is a big help to have around, holding large items and carrying them out to cars, reaching the higher up things, and right now without me even having to ask him anything he's sweeping the floor. My eyes solely on him only today, he stayed quiet tending to the customers' aid, countless compliments and praises, if only they knew who he was in bed. A little quiet was bestowed upon the shop.

Crap were alone again.

I literally stayed behind the register all day, I need to pee, I'm hungry and frankly the way Rowans biceps are looking right now I would love to be manhandled, just the thought of that and my pussy winced - at least she learns her lesson.

"R-rowan uh-I'll be right back" my second-grade teacher would be disappointed in me right now, I know she spent hours helping me read and speak - hours of lessons down the drain all because of Rowan, his movements paused, and he stared at me, I almost couldn't move from the predatory stare of his blue eyes, this was that hunger stare -- the same one he gave me this morning.

I whimper from the liquid pooling from me, tightening my thighs did almost nothing to stop the water but increase the swelling of my clit, my ass should have just walked away rather than put myself out reminding him He's one tear away from having my naked body wherever and however he pleases. Swallowing thickly, I begin my strides towards the back seeing him align his back, I could trip and bust my ass at any moment from the way my legs stick together.

Closing the door my thighs untightened, strangely the drops of the liquid falling to the ground turned me on all of this because of him? I should have been used to it by now but wow. Do I have a little time? I wondered checking my phone twelve is usually lunch time and I get about 30 minutes of free time before the real deal settles. Maybe I'll put 'her' on and ease this swelling. The phone then vibrated and a text from Justine popped up.

"Hey whore, so change of plans I'm flying over to Philips parents' ranch tonight, so you won't see me when you get home and don't expect me either. I cooked some food for you and 'Mr. Apollo" readied plenty of condoms by the bed for you and lots of sheets, you know these young boys now a-days love lots of sex loll ... Jk I love you and be careful stay out of trouble until I come back so we can do it together and please don't get pregnant yet.

I Love you"

God, that was cringed to read I laughed, "Ok whore be safe, and you make sure you don't get pregnant" I typed back.

I watched the chat bubbles appear for a while before she texted me an upside-down smile emoji with a broken heart.

Huh?

Crap I'm running out of time, silently putting my sound to a minimum I played the video that started it all paranoia runs through my veins - Rowan watched the whole thing from behind me I winder could he see me know what would he do? Finding a little chair in the corner of the store my fingers found my clit, rubbing, dipping and pulling just like before on the green grass in Germany.

If my life were a book, I bet people would be mad about that, but then again that is where his brothers ashes were scattered and that is where Rowan probably saw me go to town on myself, just the thought of him watching me creamed me up so much my fingers became a slippery slope inside. Pulling down my dress made for more I winced from the heavy achy nipples, maybe if I unlock the door, he could take care of this for me? God, that's the mind of a sex addict. The sound of the door being opened made me cry inside, it was just getting good.

Opening the door was my biggest mistake; the satin blue dress rode up with my breast spilling out the sides, there Rowan stood towering right above me scaring the everlasting shit out of me. It doesn't take a genius to know what just happened in here, dark eyes trail hungrily at my body lingering on my breast.

"Rowan I-"

"Hello?" the voice in the shop echoed to the back, saved by the customer, "excuse me Rowan I need to get through," he didn't budge of course only growling when my breast press against him, dashing to the front when I got a safe zone completely forgetting I left the video playing on my phone.

Rowan remained in the back until closing time, locking up and cleaning I decided to peek if he was alright - I hated not seeing him, heading towards the back I hear lowly moans of a woman, no one came back here, did they? Those moans sounded obnoxious leaning in closer to the door, wait a minute ... is that?

"Rowan?" I looked at him standing there dazedly staring at my phone, shit I left it, feeling my presence his eyes slowly trailed to me in silence, "I-Its time to go" I gulped when he made his way towards me slowly almost as if he is ready to pounce at any moment; hypnotized by desire. No words but close contact from the shop even towards home nothing, I don't miss his harsh grip on my ass or the close way he would stand behind me when I wasn't expecting, but one thing for sure those eyes were intent and they never left me at all.

My heartbeat thuds once we get to the house, I could feel the heat storming and the rage between his pants when he practically squished me into the door while unlocking it. The fridge and stove were packed from the excessive cooking Justine would do when she's excited or anxious about something, she's never going to live this down, eyes burn my cheeks, oh my.

"Hungry?" I want to disappear, his eyes only darkened into an onyx void, quickly pointing to the stove, "Food". His eyes don't even divert but only lower to my vagina.

Fixing a plate for him I guided him to the living room, handing him his plate "Sit" going over to open the Tv I noticed he watched my hands this time - almost as if learning it with his eyes. Picking up the remote I hand it to him teaching him the most important buttons he needs while I step away, he's a quick learner I love it. Moments afterwards I was able to step away only to come back to him playing.

'Her', loudly, holy hell.

Giving him his moment, I ended up falling asleep a little bit next to him once he finished and calmed the python for a good while, I must have been out for while cause my ears picked up loud noises out of the blue, groaning I try and reach for the remote, there it is under a blanket or whatever, - odd this remote seemed to be longer and thicker, why did it feel rock hard in my grip and it only seems to be getting harder, it was as if it only got harder and harder the more I gently tugged.

A low and deep sound made me halt "MMM". Remotes don't do that?

Slowly peeling my eyes open I found my hands wrapped around the print of Rowans dick, the look of want in his eyes as they beg me to continue, Yea It's time for bed now.

Obnoxious moans rings inside of my dreams, He opened it again. Sighing, I reluctantly open my eyes into the darkness. The moans seem to get louder the more I blinked the sleep out of my eyes, goddamn does he ever get enough.

Peering at the clock I groaned, I don't even know what bothered me more, the fact that my tv was on full blast at two in the morning or the obvious fake moans of the adult actor he watched so much.

Like if you're going to moan, at least make it believable, it can't be that good.

Not the point Jane.

Sleep is already hard enough for me to catch, how I envy those that just lay their heads down on the pillow and it's immediately lights out. Not me, if I don't sign away my organs, I won't get any at all, bringing my feet down slowly I sighed.

I have lived here for years and yet my poor pinky keeps getting slammed against something, the hallways are dark can I use that as an excuse?

Bright Colors are projected upon my wall with what looks like a silhouette that fades in and out in the middle from the cutting scenes. Remembering He doesn't like being surprised I calmly knocked on the wall two feet away.

Clearing my throat to let out a soft voice "Rowan" blushing, only his name can make my voice go soft, only saying his name does my submission activate.

No response. "Rowan" I breathed, nothing. That's right, what's her face is faking orgasms way too loudly. He can't hear me. If faking Orgasms were that easy and beneficial to one's bank account where the hell do I sign up?

A sultry groan makes me tighten my thighs together, my back flattened against the wall, and I feel my nipples hardening. Was that someone in pain? A deeper groan rings through with a moan at the end.

What the fuck? Whatever it is, it makes my pussy wet and achy. I'm getting distracted again, I have work tomorrow, finally stepping out of the shadows with assertion.

"Row .... an" all movements stop, even my inner systems, am I breathing? Wait no I'm not, shit breathe. Silently sucking in a deep breathe that did nothing for the blood cells spiraling out of control on my body swelling all my feminine sweet spots. I see Rowan, at least his naked back side as he stands way too close to the tv naked, Naked Palm sized ass ripples unruly from his actions.

Left arm muscles are used for balance with clenched fists while the Right arm jerks back and forth hastily with his occasional groans, back muscles flex elegantly with the head leaning back every once in a while, when he finds that sweet sensation he looks for. Curly locs damped from the steam He emanates in this very room alone. I can feel it too, that temperature change, the heat and want from him and the neediness of my own. My night gown sticks uncomfortably to my body needing to release my aching breasts, my legs itch to be spread wide open and kept that way.

A deeper groan breaks a small moan out of me and within a fraction of a second His head whips back.

Blue eyes, a face contorted of pleasure and want. He wants to feel good, he needs to feel really good. I'm a statue under his desire, I can read it clearly when he darkens his eyes while it trails up and down my body.

If I could move right now, I'd scream, I didn't even bother to grab a robe. I stand there with a spaghetti gown, end tips barely reach my wrists, nipples so erect can cut through diamonds and a Pussy so achy I can feel the liquid pooling down leisurely on my right thigh.

Shit, I'm not breathing again.

"Naga" he moaned, voice so deep and velvety, oh the desire in his tone is so strong, face relaxed to a need, a hunger. Cautiously he turns fully to the right and I gulp at the sight, fully awake and angry, the beast swings forward nearly toppling over my pictures, I still can't believe I once mistook it for my remote.

Shaft sways side to side while the Greek man strides towards me slowly, I can't even move back. By that point the thumping of my heartbeat drowned out the obnoxious noise of the actor on the screen.

Towering right above me, inviting glossed lips, ripped body in high definition with the smell of sweat and the energy of brutal poundings, in his broken English.
"L-let me make you scream too, Naga".

Here is a filler episode for you all, now here comes the real story who is ready??

What do you think will happen next?

Find out next week! Oh, and there will be a few new characters coming up, I hope you guys are ready cause the next chapters are going to make you scream!