Tarzan (Rated R)

Chapter 6 - In time 🌶️

"Oh God" I breathed, the flicking of his tongue against my innocent n****e enhances the scorching heat in between my legs.

"Oh Rowan ... pl-please" arching my back further upwards, feeling his large hand gently trail slowly down my stomach until his fingers reach my p***y. I moan feeling his Calloused fingers push apart my wet folds instantly finding the aching hole. With gentleness he digs his fingers slowly inside until it reached the spot that begged for it more. I feel him release my n*****s, into the darkness of our little hut I can feel his eyes on me, amused at my submission. Watching me in all my neediness begging for it, with the fraction of a silence my eyes rolled to the back of my head, the arch my body contorted to was enough to give me scoliosis for the rest of my life. That wasn't just any silence, that was the silence to be prepared.

I was not.

Rowan's fingers dug deeper into my p***y pulverizing the spot that was crying out for the most abuse.

"Ahh, ah, ahhh" I can't swallow these moans anymore, the pleasure is enough to make me speak a Latin tongue, his mouth return to my breast, teeth gently latched around the areola with the tongue wildly licking the n****e, the sounds of him slurping my breast sends my mind on a frenzy. With the little control I have over my body my fingers find his locs, digging and massaging the roots of his scalp, melting to his moans and groans to the feel.

Lifting his head -his hot tongue doesn't stop, i feel it trailing up my body, to my shoulders lightly leaving bites on the flesh, moving to my neck, slowly and sensually before reaching my ear. Goosebumps arise while my face scrunches from the hot tickles of his breath in my canal, occasionally whipping out his tongue to trace it around the canal to nibble on the lobe.

Fuck, his teasings. But once more it was to prepare me for what's to come, lifting his left arm until it braces above my head leaning in closer to me, his whole body scoots into mine letting me feel the evidence of those pure muscles and manly physic. A thick and long print make me swallow hard as he grinds hard against my thigh, before I could catch my breath he digs his nose into my neck inhaling deeply and with that his fingers penetrate me deeper, three thick fingers cup my p***y while all three ram my G spot over and over, the abuse became so unmerciful to p***y I can feel myself ejecting gallons of warm liquids that nearly fly out of me like a broken faucet, landing hard on the ground like splashes of raindrops. My moans became so loud and powerful he lifts his head slamming his lips on mine.

Rowan swallows all my moans, his tongue massaging mine, thick soft lips molding mine, my eyes closed feeling my p***y creaming to the sensation and the sloppy make out session up above with our lips, the sounds of our lips popping when he pulls away moistens me up more to the point I can feel my self completely sliming up his hand.

"Oh Rowan, oh, Rowan please". I whine away reaching for the massive stone in between his legs. "Please Rowan, give it to me, give it to me rough please." I can't even fathom what I'm saying anymore, my palms moving the loincloth away until I was met with a wet, throbbing d**k. Thick veins on its side bounce back after every press, pre c*m oozing down slowly, hot and achy.

He moans breathlessly at the massage

"Naga,ohhhh" deep voice moans thickly into my ear making me see how far I could take it. Collecting the liquid from the head to Jerk my palm up and down his shaft faster, he releases my p***y letting me feel a cold draft, strong hands hold my wrist tightly from the excessive pleasure coming from his shaft, hard breathes, broken moans with bullets of sweat landing on my face from his forehead.

Was I doing a good job?

Catching his breath while I await patiently for the next torture in the darkness, a sudden sensual of anticipation and fear arisen from me watching his head menacingly rise up and until it's leveled face to face, our breathing matched, foreheads touching, calming my nerves until he spreads my legs wide enough for him to maneuver himself in the middle. Shaft brushing against the wetness of my p***y, Hot tip awaits impatiently jerking here and there.

The teasing never stopped, my arms wrap around his neck as his around my waist molding together, he grinds his shaft against my p***y, collecting the liquid that pours out of me, I was wrong about the size - way larger than I Expected-.

Not before long he pulls away to his knees, I hear the wet noises as he strokes himself before he arrows the tip into me, prepping my body for whats to come I grit my teeth closing my eyes, feeling the tip right on my entrance I blow out hot air and than with one long insert -

"Gasp" my soul crashes back into my body causing me to wake up in a jump. My heart runs wild with beads of sweat racing down my temple and cheeks, body is trembling, my n*****s are swollen, and my p***y is leaking, A dream? Could it have been? The sensation was so real, squeezing my eyes until my vision cleared up confirmed it all.

Oh my, swallowing the guilt a new fear set it's course. Rowan, nearly breaking my neck I find the spot behind me empty. Was I tossing and turning last night? Did I say his name? Or was I touching on him inappropriately? Where was he? Looking on the floor beside the rock, empty. Never mind that, I need to shower, I probably smell like mustard and booty, Slowly I crept on my feet, the liquid pooled from me the minute my feet touched the ground, never have I ever been this wet before, I can feel it, that pleasure. Blushing I start my stride, hearing the dropping of liquid at each step. The cold sensation from my feet to the discomfort growing in between my legs is enough to laugh at, pushing the rock door I walk out, Dark orange sun kissing upon the horizon, Dusk.

Everything is still quiet, everyone is still asleep, except for Rowan's grandmother and an old woman who stares at me wondering if I am a new invented species. Walking up to the both of them cautiously afraid to make any quick moves that'll give away my secret.

"The Lake is -"

"Just up ahead love," she smiles with raised eyebrows.

"Thank you". Turning away slowly.

"Rowan is still asleep" I didn't think it was possible for more liquid to fall from me, my knees trembling with his name filling my ears, a hot breath erupts from me and I'm afraid to turn around so she doesn't look at my face.

"I-I-Um I don't know" I stutter "he wasn't there when I woke up".

I die inside with the amount of silence that fall, I can feel her looking at me, but I can't turn back.

"Odd". A questioning tone I hear in her voice before hauling ass out of there as slowly as I could. I'm surprised she didn't know; she seems to know everything before it comes out of my mouth, I'm surprised she doesn't know where her grandson would be.

Trickles of the streams with the small waves crashing against rocks bring back a memory within me, Justine. My feet are welcomed by by a warm wetness, against the rocks I'm planted by the lake. Same Leggings and the same Bra, my hair dying to be washed and so does my skin. Looking around my surroundings sighing at the clear coast.

Slowly entering the water naked I let go of breath in my chest feeling My skin being cleansed in a warm embrace, legs arms and shoulders, everything being washed in a much needed shower. Today is Wednesday - I believe - I can go back home this Friday, I'm not sure if this relief is happiness or sadness, but there is something on my chest that doesn't sit right.

I wish I had soap, though the water helps with the dirt, my skin still doesn't feel clean enough, it's like sitting in a tub of my own filth, yet this is better than bathing in my sweat. Bringing the water to my neck my arms brush against my n****e the sensation made me halt before the images of my dream come up again. It felt so real, and yet so good. Where did Rowan disappear too? Did he even show up to the room at all? I don't even remember falling asleep. I blush thinking about him, his gentle nature, the warmth he radiates constantly putting my fears to rest. I hate how I have treated him, avoiding him as if he is the plague, I can't keep blaming it on the language Barrier, I have not even made an effort to learn from him. After last night, could I even approach him anymore?

I need to see him before I leave.

Just as I was staring away at the horizon a red smoke is seen far in the horizon, it appears to be launching something that's sparkling before it explodes into the sky. Was that a red flare?

The sound resembles a gunshot awakening a large group of birds that flew away like a school into the sky. Just as I was looking out at the strange image and sound my ears picked up a splash, looking back to the noise before standing to my knees I knew than it was my time to go.

Another splash is heard than behind me and I quickly turn towards it halting my moves, please don't be a gator or croc whatever the hell difference does it make - both will still munch on my ass -.

Waiting for another splash I watch the water ahead of me rippling before something gold rises out in the deeper end.

Golden hair damped, sticking to the forehead creating tiny curls and halos, I watch in amazement and in daze; the man rises from the water like a model, a hand brushes his hair back slowly with his eyes closed showing off those voluminous lashes, pink lips breathing out hard blowing the water away from his nose until he stands fully displaying the massive muscles and rock hard body that defines those abs I love to see so much.

Rowan. All wet and handsome just like he was in my dreams, did he just catch fish with his bare hand? I think to myself seeing the flapping of a tail half way submerged in water. I watch him, transfixed by his aura, the natural manly physique he possesses, the flexes of his biceps to the stubbly jawline as he leans his head back shaking the water out of his hair.

I swear everything than was I slow motion, his eyes open slowly until they land on me of all things, shocked at first until they darken as his eyes trail up and down my body. Blinking out I remember my scene, squealing remembering my body is halfway out of the water putting my breast and p***y on display. Quickly covering my breast diving back into the water where I crouching down for safety. My heart beats furiously, shivers race down my spine and body under that deep stare of his. A moment set in the atmosphere that I swore I thought I imagined - silence -, just me and him, wet and naked. The dream comes back into my head I fight to not let my eyes linger on the deep veined v line that leads to an awaited python in between his legs.

Our eyes don't falter from one another, he stares at me innocently before slowly stepping towards me, breathing almost became painful and I wanted to pass out, he wasn't just anyone approaching, it was him. Rowan approaching me, he had my body and heart the very moment he looked at me. I can't turn away.

The fish swam with great speed realizing Rowan released his grip, I rose up to meet his eyes, he towered above me like I knew he would, lips near my forehead my lips on his breast, my n*****s are brushing against him, and I can feel the organ in between his legs twitching and throbbing to be inside me.

"Rowan" I whispered as his palms slither behind my lower back bringing me closer to him in a hug, my body fails to listen to me with every movement until my legs are wrapped around his waist with his tongue down my throat. Nothing was left in darkness, all my insecurities were kissed away, like I weigh a feather he walks out of the water still nibbling on my shoulder, hickies on neck and love bites all over me.

"Oh, oh God" he lays me on the ground, taking both my hands and placing them above my head he kissed from my elbows to my sternum, breast, tummy, inner thighs until they reach my throbbing c**t that gladly welcomed him by squirting my juice all over his face.

His tongue rolled, flattened and inserted deep into my hole licking my inner walls, I hear him slurping up my juices before sucking hard on my folds is it safe to moan so loudly out in this field, I feel him kiss all the way up my body like he did going back down. Our eyes meet and I didn't think my heart could handle a faster heartbeat. In between my legs he was, head dipped beside my ear, hard breaths and grunts while I lay there letting him feel me up however way he wanted while I moan to every sensation. Just when I thought I couldn't handle enough, my ears picked up his the most beautiful word.

"J-ane"

I felt my tears brimming as he narrowed the tip to my entrance.

"Oh, Rowan" I cried before he entered me full length in one go, loving my body for the rest of the day.