Tarzan (Rated R)

Chapter 21 - Copycat 🌶️

"Ah" She moans using the grip of her perfectly French manicure hands to spread herself wider, she lays on her back, legs raised planting against her ears -- skin glistens with oil from the beginning scene of the masseuse character, sweat glides down her body from the excessive poundings she has had to endure for the past 10 minutes.

"Shove your big c**k right into this little hole" she angrily speaks, eyes deadpanned onto the man whose upper part disappeared from the camera, the women are the focus, they are the ones that sell the scene.

"Beg daddy" he says stroking his wet d**k, my mouth parts in disbelief as the camera zooms in on his shaft slowly entering her p***y widening it to the size of an apple.

"Oh Yes" he moans before he began to slam in and out of her, by now both are moaning hysterically to the pleasure, his shaft slamming her G spot repeatedly while his body weight bounces on her, to the warmth and squish of her p***y that swallows his shaft whole.

"Harder, Oh- my-God" she angrily spats, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.

Strawberry wine AKA Barbara Ross, the face of all adult entertainment, the dark red of her curled hair to the freckles decorating her face down to the porcelain of her skin that decorates her model form.

She is a petite little being, but wow can she take it deep, she is utterly gorgeous and paved the way for many petite adult entertainment models to not only take a 12 inch down their throats but be able to read to kindergarteners as volunteer.

I hate her.

"Come on" Justine said, "Porn can help you get inspired."

I looked over at the sleeping bear next to me, If I were in a movie right now the audience would wonder how the hell did I get here , I played the last hour in my mind like it happened literally an hour ago.

"Justine, I am not watching porn with you again, remember last time?" I giggled moving away from her grip.

"This won't be like the last time" she leans into my ear; I feel her erected n****e through the thin layer of her white spaghetti strap, "You don't even squirt no more, do you?"

Inwardly I laughed to the comment but maintained a stoic expression glancing my eyes to the right, Ignorant I was to think we would be watching something simple like a maybe a movie with very few but steamy scenes, after heading into my room before the movie I changed into something more comfy - My mind plagued with Rowan once I entered my dark room, I try hard to not glance at the bed, he has been gone far too long, I fell for it yet again, he gave me the most intense orgasm and disappeared yet again.

'Hoe you kicked him out' my heart responded, but he didn't have to like ... leave. I make it too easy to have my heart broken, maybe a good movie night will keep my mind off him. Stripping down to my bra and panties I looked into the mirror for the first time, from my brown skin down to every curve an idea came up, maybe if Rowan shows up again, I'll walk around like th- Nope, stop it.

"Hurry up w***e"

Acknowledging the annoying voice in the living room I decided on some black spandex and a white crop tank top, I was taken back when seeing Justine standing in the living room, hair tied back in a low ponytail holding something behind her back with a Cheshire smile.

"Remember your favorite actress? She says to me lowly.

Cocking my head to the side curiously "Which one Angelina Jolie?".

"Nope, the red head".

"Chucky?"

"Girl, what a turnoff"

"Why, Chucky is pretty cute"

"No, it's a woman"

"I'm bad at guessing b***h who is it".

Lowering her voice again "Let's just say she is going to help you out with this pesky writer block of yours" removing a hand behind her back she signals with her pointy finger to come closer

Closing my door, I hesitantly walk towards her, my eyes dart everywhere. "This isn't a trap again, is it?" her smile widens, the very first day I watched porn with Justine, was the most interesting first experience of my life, let's just say she is almost at a Rowan level when it comes to the tongue. I shivered at the thought.

"Ahh, s**t, I'm coming" the male actor on the screen groaned pulling me out of my thoughts, "Justine wake up it's the come scene" I tap on the sloth next to me, though still half asleep she groans and her eyes peer to the screen wiping her face.

"Where do you think she will take it?" she says groggily, I couldn't help clearing my throat.

"You sound like you smoke 12 packs of cigarettes a day with that voice w***e" I laughed "I think shell open her mouth this time."

"Her face this time, remember that one time she took on those 20 guys and opened here mouth?" Justine says cheekily. The both of us hold on to each other in anticipation, "Ah f**k, ah, ah" the man breathes, the camera zooms in on the actress's face; pink tongue sticking out and eyes closed, strings of come shoot out coating her face and eyes while some land on her hair, only a few drops land on her tongue.

"Haaa, I win," Justine squeals.

"You were asleep through the whole thing, so that doesn't even count"

"Shut up" she laughs wrapping her arms around my chest to lay her head on my shoulders. The scene cuts off with laughter as the actor gathers all the come she missed with her finger and sucking it off.

Fucking b***h, but would Rowan like tha- Nope, not going to think about him.

Justine's arms slither slowly around my shoulder before she placed her head on me, "Oh, I forgot to tell you love, I'll be in Texas at Philips family farm for our Anniversary"

"When?"

"I'll be leaving this Friday for two weeks babe" her voice getting whispery and her body getting heavy.

Tapping on her arm "Aww, alright love, let's get to bed."

"Mmmm"

"Get up before you drool on me" I laugh.

I ended up tickling her just to get her legs to operate a bit, I'm grateful to the 'movie' we watched, although she is my least favorite actress, she does sell the scene enough to inspire me, I feel like I could write the rest of the book honestly and maybe have enough courage to bring to life everything and I mean ... Everything.

Reaching my hand to the door I was taken back by something ominous, my door slightly cracked open. What the hell? Turning around just in time to catch Justine headed for her room with her head down, long midnight hair strands falling to her face, jeez with her hair all down and the pale skin it was like looking at the demon from the movie Rings, well a sexier version. "Hey Justine?"

Her head cranes slowly to look at me, hair draping her face, Oh hell no. "Did you go into my room?" I can hear the shudder from my voice.

"Mmmm," she says and gibbers something else, I don't know if it's a no or a yes, "Uh, thank you." I hear her door close but I can't seem to enter mine, maybe I didn't close it all the way? But I know for a fact I did close this door, my heart ignited to a thought, Rowan?

With caution I proceed entering, I can just feel the disappointment of all my African ancestor's saying 'b***h, the hell you doing? We run the opposite direction of creepy s**t', I'm on thin ice with my black card.

My room was swallowed in complete darkness, nothing out of the ordinary except for the figure that was staring out of the window, m the first thing that I noticed walking in here, my heart fell to my ass, but wait could it be? The physic all too familiar and so is that essence of coconut.

Closing my door and opening the lights I saw him --the gold hair that was neatly brushed behind him. I can't express this emotion, but I know it isn't fear or anger, I stared at his back side, I was so used to the suit or his naked skin that seeing him in a long grey sweatshirt was new.

I was angry at him for something ... but what?

"Rowan" my knees trembled with his name, how and when did he get in? Did he see what we were watching? I heard no sound, Justine was sleeping away she couldn't have heard it either, finally acknowledging my voice and presence I watch him turn to me, Dark eyes and a face of hunger, oh my. "Where were you" I whispered nervously getting closer to him, I speak breathlessly eyeing his grey sweatshirt that clung to his skin accentuating those firm strong muscles to the black joggers that hung low and loose on his waist, the color black did nothing to hide that massive python threatening to rip right through, black socks.

Something about his stance is dangerous, almost predatory. My body nearly fell apart seeing the way his dark blue eyes trailed up my body, my n*****s were ready to rip through the shirt. "Where were you?"

Slowly he makes his way to me, hands in his pocket, I noticed he isn't limping, my heart is ready to collapse, he didn't see me did he? Swallowing thickly "Rowan when did you get here?" He isn't saying anything, I gasp when he wrapped his hands around my body, my n*****s against his Broad chest, the massive organ ready to impale my abdomen, the way it impaled m- nope stop it. I melted into his touch, he dips his head on my neck inhaling my scent, Arms wrapping tighter around my body almost lifting me off the ground, by now my p***y is leaking right the my panties and shorts, "Oh Rowan" I breathed. Where was this hunger coming from? We were only away from each other not even 24 hours, I'm guessing he didn't see me, thank goodness. I feel his tongue dart out his mouth trailing from my shoulders to my earlobe softly blowing and growling. I haven't noticed my body fell limp until my legs caught my weight. So he was holding me up the entire time? Oh my.

Forgetting my usual nervousness he signaled for me to jump, wrapping my legs around his waist I remembered his wound and tried to pull away when he tightened his hands around my waist.

"Stay" he growled.

Slowly he lays me on the bed, his laying on top of mine, or lips never broken, hungry and wet. Rowan moved away with a pop using those soft lips leading kisses on my cheeks, neck, breast before inhaling a large breath in between my legs moaning to my essence, before trailing the kisses back up to my lips,It got harder and harder to stay quiet.

"Rowan pl-"

"Shh" He says against my lips.

I kid you not, I shut the hell up real quick, but why is he shushing me?

Rowan did something even I was shocked to, My answers were confirmed than, he did see what I was watching, my legs were raised high up with my palms holding my calves keeping them steady, just like what's her face, I felt a draft in my ass and was able to peer down a tiny bit, I was shocked seeing how swollen and pink my c**t was, I could see the water from my p***y gliding down disappearing from sight, When did he take off my shorts? This is all happening to fast.

Rowan's head appeared than, just like the scene, I feel his palms softly flattening my ass cheeks, I try to wiggle away, the position I'm in and Rowan's tongue were Dangerous.

"Stay, watch" he commanded darkly. Where is he learning all of this, well not the s****l stuff but the English, before his tongue makes me black out a thigh cane to mind, Rowan is a fast learner, maybe I could get him to do some w******d boyfriend aesthetics, that could help a lot.

The thought quickly vanquished seeing his tongue slither from his mouth, teasing my awaiting p***y. I whimpered when he blew on the surface, "Rowan pl- Oh"

I felt his two fingers disappear knuckles deep into my c**t tickling my G spot while his tongue gathers all my juices, trailing from my c**t to the top he gently but down in between the folds softly rubbing them together with his lips, I don't even need to look down, by now i bet his face is coated in my juices, the way he likes it.

"Ah" I forced my moans to a suitable volume, but who the f**k am I kidding.

After moments of the unmerciful, I was flipped backwards, my knee trembling while I was trying to keep them steady with my ass in the air. I moaned when he pressed his rock hard d**k into me just to lean in on my ear, "Please Jane, take it".

"Yes Rowan" I speak unconsciously "please give me all of it," I moan breathlessly wiggling my ass, heart rate at a thousand feeling him remove his d**k from the pants, surprisingly it automatically angled towards my awaiting hole as if by a magnet.

"Beg" voice deep with an accent as he groans, fingering me to collect some liquid.

"Oh Rowan, please, please give me your d**k," I grip the pillow, looking back at him, trying to see if I could move forward and enter it myself.

"Mmm" I hear him moaning, does he like that?

Wiggling my ass again until he could take it no more, yea, welcome to the club, a rough palm holds me still at my back and before I could even gasp in came the solid organ, impaling right through my folds instantly assaulting the spit I needed the most, I hear him straining as if he is In pain I could barely catch my breath, I felt full from the thickness as I felt it pulsing inside me.

"Jane" he groans.

"f**k me rowan Please."

And there you all have it! The scene we have all been waiting for!

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