Tarzan (Rated R)

Chapter 26 - You.

"I was Just on w*****d and guess what I didn't see, new updates, what the hell" the sarcasm evident, unless she meant it to be a lame one.

rolling my eyes to the statement "Justine, you are on a retreat, why are you waiting for updates right now?"

Lowering her voice "I mean when I left you with that s*x on a stick of a man, I was hoping he'd cream your p***y dry daily."

Though she isn't on speaker I pulled the phone away from my ear looking around the store "Justine, omg could you please not bring that up."

"Why does it make you hot? would that make you wet? Is he near you?"

Staring into space, Dear Lord, do I tell her his grandmother kind of practically forbad me from seeing her Grandson again, and since then I haven't heard a peep from him, and yet it's strange, it's like I can feel him watching me.

"Jane, come back to earth." oh shoot when did I leave.

Shaking my head "Sorry I zoned out."

"Has everything been, ok? I mean anyone has anything bothered you?"

I was ready to answer when my mother placed a dress in front of me.

"This would look beautiful on you curves, or how about this one" Like a cartoon character pulling out random objects from their pockets, my mother had layers of dresses tucked behind one another.

"I don't know mom just p-"

"Go try this one on." she interrupted before walking away.

"Where are you?" I can feel her face scrunching through the phone.

"At the mall with my mom, she wanted to go to church this weekend."

"You don't mean-"

Before she could even finish, I knew already what she meant "Yep" I sighed defeatedly.

I hear shuffling on her end of the line and her voice became clear, "Doesn't she know -"

"How do I tell her? I have thought of many ways to get out of it, but she is dead panned on going, why? I have no f*****g clue" I whispered.

"Why did you say yes in the first place?".

"Ummm", I paused looking into nothing while the memory of Rowans tongue licking my p***y like dripping ice cream play through my mind in broken scenes, 'Yes, oh my gosh, yes', "Uh I wouldn't say I gave her a direct answer."

"Babe you should have been clearer than that, oh boy" I can practically see her pinching her nose.

Justine I would have loved to have told my mother going to that church was a idea worse than hell, but I was too busy getting tongue f****d by a Greek God to fathom any words, is what I wanted to say. "I will try to get out of it" Is what I really said.

"If I have to cut this trip short than -"

"Please enjoy your trip I promise I will be fine."

Though reluctant she sighs "alright, is everything ok? Your safe and getting home fine".

I walked up through the store feeling every cloth between my fingertips when I caught a whiff of a scent, coconut? No? This was an expensive brand, I've smelt it before, a memory came in than "Yes, I am, in fact I met one of my readers yesterday."

"Oh what? No way"

"Yes, it was a guy and a hot one at that".

"Oh, tell me more."

"You are literally on a retreat with your man, what if he's in the room you whore."

"The same I could say to you" she counteracts.

Laughing it off "Well he was a bit strange I mean he gave off a vibe."

All her giggling stopped "Cut him off now, what if he's one of Cameron's or Kevins Guys."

"If I'm being honest, yes he was weird, but I didn't get that danger vibe from him, it was anything but dangerous."

With an unconvincing tone "What does he look like?"

"Tall, Mocha hair and oh he's Spanish."

There is a full pause on her end "Justine?"

"Did you say tall, Spanish man?"

"Uh yea, don't tell me you've gone deaf you whore."

"Could he by any chance be Argentinian?"

Remembering I did see the tattoo right above his heart "Yes actually I did, he is a big flirt he said the weirdest -"

"Jane that's Detect-" the line suddenly ended, the f**k?

Pulling my phone from my face I mentally sigh, of course my phone dies.

My mothers voice pops up out of nowhere, our native tongue adding onto the assertion "have you tried on that dress yet?"

"Sorry, I'm headed to the changing room now." Not even looking up to her as I walked towards the fitting rooms, which probably wasn't the best Idea, within four steps that scent became more apparent than ever, my head than hit a soft hard board causing me to stumble back a little bit. A hand slithered around my waist, catching me from a potential 'Bust my ass' type of impact to the ground.

"Don't fall for me just yet Conejita". That voice, Smooth and rich, I felt the velvet crisp of his voice traveling through his body rumbling my back side, oh wow that sensual feeling came back, and I suddenly had an urge for chocolate.

Peering up at him through my lashes I was met with those green orbs, dark hair gelled to the back with soft beautiful smile, Ivory white free of any spec. It's him again, that thumping noise returned but again it wasn't my heart.

"It's you" I whispered through my daze.

"Leaning in closer to my face, Fruity breath fans my lips "Were you thinking about me?"

"I-"

"Jane where are-, oh hello" my mother's native tongue quickly disappeared upon the scene.

"Jane, who is your friend."

I heard her talking but I didn't respond, cause my mouth can't seem to move, studying his features slowly, from the light stubble on his firm Jaw, I swore everything was steady and still like a boat on calm waves, stretching his head towards the sound of my mother made me realize, b***h this is reality holy cow, he has a strange effect on me.

Peering up at my mother and back down at me lips stretching to a smile "Los siento, I didn't know you had a sister."

I can feel my mom's inner child roaring, with her broken English "No, I'm her mom" she huffs laughing.

Returning to her native tongue "Jane, who is this, he is beautiful".

Blinking out I caught my foot and stepped away, he only held me with one hand? Oh, my ovaries. "It's you"

"I told you I'd see you again."

"In the women's store?"

Shrugging his shoulders "I do have a Madre." Stuffing his hands into his pockets he smiles staring at me, soft smile in play.

Like Rowan his Height made me crane my neck, a sickly amount of cologne flowed into my nasal stream burning my eyes. Jesus, does he bathe in this stuff? Broad chest and lean yet firm muscles, he is just dreamy, and he looks at me with those soft eyes, I'm dreaming? if this is a dream someone please pinch -

"OW!"

My mother twists my bicep, her nails almost breaking through the skin, "Don't ignore me, who is this man" she whispers in our native tongue.

Reading the room and body language he gestures towards my mother to take his hand, veined and perfectly glossed manicured fingers extended towards mine and my mother's face.

Haaaaaa, Gayyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

"My name is Yonathan, a very good " he paused looking at me "friend to your daughter."

My mother didn't hesitate, taking his hand he turned it over to the surface, with his green orbs locked on hers he kissed it sensually. "Nice to meet you, Mami."

"Ohhh." Yea my mom's soul just levitated.

"N-nice to meet y-you" I don't think that was broken English, my mother literally forgot how to speak.

"She didn't tell me she had a very handsome friend,"

Placing a hand over his heart "Aye, that offends me." They begin their laughter, yet I wasn't convinced.

"Well, it was good to see you, but we got to-"

"Maybe You could help me, I'm a guy you know."

"Uh I Don't think-"

Positioning his hand into a prayer "Help me mommy".

Of course, my mother didn't hesitate, I watch the both of them from a distance while they pile clothes after clothes into a cart, even at a distance I watch him, so friendly and carefree as he takes my mother's advice like his life depended on it, his attire was elegant, from black leather shoes to grey trousers, slightly above his ankles, Black dress jacket and grey dress shirt, Hair gelled back with glowing skin. Wow, I couldn't understand the feeling it was odd, my heart simply didn't beat to him the way my v****a does.

"Jane your friend is funny" my mother says from a Distance, nodding my head I continue to observe the new best friends when he moved his dress jacket to to stick his hands in his pocket, on the hook of his belt a golden sheriff badge stole the light of the facility. Wait what?

"I'll go try these on than". Blinking out from the statement, my mother heads to the fitting rooms. He watched her leave completely before turning over to me, green orbs trailing up my body ignited a flame in my veins and I looked away, cringing from his dress shoes click clacking closer and closer.

"Wow, your Madre is an art piece I'd like to hang on my bedroom wall".

"What?"

"Your mother is amazing" he huffs.

My ears probably deceived me, changing the subject "Find anything for your mother?"

"Who?"

Turning towards the comment with my brows furrowed "your mother, aren't you getting something for her?"

"Ah! Si, Si, Si, haven't uh found anything yet".

"Well, what does she li-"

"Your mother tells me you and her are going to church this week."

"Uh, yes oh God is she telling everyone?"

"I asked for the occasion."

"Yes, she wants to go to that high end club where all the corrupters reside."

Scooting a little closer to me "what do you know about corruption?"

"I know it's got everything to do with the bishops."

His body heat completely envelopes mine, I feel his soft breath near my ear canal, I'm tempted to turn to him, but I fear turning around my lips would be close enough for a peck "Tell me more, coño de chocolate".

Chocolate? Oh my, ovaries "there is nothing to tell, I -"

"Look at me, let me those sexy lips" his voice deep and whispery, the words didn't linger, my ears made love with his words and accent, turning around my lips almost touched his.

"Th-there isn't much to tell I - I "

"Are you friends with a man named Cameron?"

My ears perked to the name, " I - he" I'm at a lost of words when he dipped his into my neck.

"He isn't a good man, is he? Men that hurt sexy women like you have no place in this world, do they?"

I'm hypnotized by his deep accent "Y-yes."

"Help me than, put him away, help me get him off the streets, help me take down that empire and I promise you once everything is done, I'm going to tongue your body down, stripping you of every wardrobe, crucifying your sweat spot until your p***y is Milked and raw from my Long, hard, dick."

My hand found his chest, softly do I push him away from my body, as amazed I was at that promise, I already had someone doing that for me in fact, not only does he treat me with utter respect but my body already endures brutal poundings from this individual, he is all I think about and he is all I want, ya got to do better than that. "What are you, and why do you want to take down that family,

"Meet me later on tonight and I'll explain everything."

Peering to my phone, almost Seven thirty, aren't those booty hours?

"Uhhh,"

"No worries, I won't try anything, although did you finger your p***y again today?"

"Have a good night thank you."

Chuckling a deep chuckle "I mean it, tonight come by."

"You can't call me?"

"Things are better face to face, please" pulling out a card he writes something on the back, phone number and address.

"I'll see you tonight" he winks turning around disappearing behind the clothes.

"Was that his number?"

Lord have mercy, my mother scared the daylights out of me, "I suppose you have been there the whole time?"

"Oh absolutely, here let's go the store is clothing."

Peering behind me once more to where he walked towards, could he be my answer?