Tarzan (Rated R)

Chapter 25 - Womanizer

Discreetly I wipe another tear before it falls to my face, curse these waterworks they just can't seem to stop no matter how I try to distract my thoughts.

Three days since Rowan left me at that house all by myself, maybe it's because he literally bent me over or spread my legs wide apart in every corner of the place but no matter where I look he was all I could see, my heart never hurt this much, I went three years without him, why is it more painful now?

Like a sloth I managed to make convince myself to open up shop today and snap out of the slight depression having remembered I still had a business to run, the fragile part of me regretted coming but the business women in me didn't. The occasional whistle of my door swinging open helped me keep my sharp focus.

Wouldn't This be the part in a chapter where the main female character suffers a ... heartbreak? Was this a heartbreak? Couldn't be, Rowan and I barely know each other.

Yet there I was for the past weak moaning his name and arching my back for him - Barely knew him was an understatement, maybe we knew each other in the ... physical sense. Just the thought of him brimmed more tears, I wonder how he is doing or what he is doing. It's too late Now to say but I should have stood up for my self more against his Grandmother 'Octopus' Was the name? no that doesn't sound right?

Something 'Oatmeal', Oatmeal really? No way. Wallowing in my self pity, The door whistles once more however this time I turned towards it when the wind blew a cologne right into my nostrils blessing my nasal stream , although I wished I hadn't budge, the sight I met was magnificent. Like Rowan the man slightly duck down as he entered into the shop, immediately an expensive aura surrounding him had many of the women turn to the source, the clinking of his black dress shoes as he stepped in was crisp letting it be known they were brand new, long firm legs hidden beneath black trousers with a hand stuffed into his pocket, dark blue dress sleeves rolled to his elbows displaying a dark green tattoo on his right forearm.

Oh ... wow. My eyes kept going, slithering shamelessly until it landed on three opened buttons at the top of his chest, the complexion from his forearm changed on his chest, natural complexion seems to be similar to a white cream. I'm in awe scanning his sharp jawline from my spot behind the counter, it appeared smooth yet rugged, from the upper corner of my eyes I watch his lips curve widely, apple Adam bobbed from his swallow.

There I met those eyes, their already locked on mine; the greenish grey of his orbs to that dark mocha hair nearly draping his smile could drop panties, if any of these girls hadn't already ditched them from the start.

His aura screams authority, a few seductive giggles broke the silence and I blinked out of my staring, wow, he's a ... Hunk. Though I diverted my eyes away I couldn't help but keep stealing glances towards him, the cologne was overwhelming even when he was at a distance, I feel his eyes on me, almost studying me from head toe ... well chest. With the few moments of silence passed I heard it than, his dress shoes click clacking on the polished tiles, slowly does he walk, both hands now in his pockets peering up at every flower on the wall.

Of course he is taken, hunks like him are off the streets quick, if only someone could get the hint and - wait no, my feelings for Rowan isn't that strong, and besides it's for the best we don't speak again, it might just save his life.

Another few moments have passed and I checked out my last customer, yet that tall handsome man was still in my store, discreetly I peer over to him; he was just on his phone, not even paying attention to the flowers. I noticed he was on his phone for the longest of time. No matter, I should probably begin clean up, Stealthily I raise my wobbly legs and only managed to take a small step when his eyes instantly find mine halting my moves, my breath hitched from the hypnotizing stare - The same hypnotizing glare that a certain individual penetrates my body with.

Seeing as to how much affect his eyes had on me the man smiled, Ivory white teeth flash genuinely behind the plump .... Red lips? I hadn't noticed them, the red smear messily spread just a tiny bit above his lip line.

"H-hi" I breathed swallowing thickly.

Slowly he steps towards me "buenas tardes cariño".

Oh, my ovaries. Booming, velvet and rich. Smooth like the chocolate your forbidden to have but will lick off your finger's slowly and sensually.

"C-can I help you l-look for something" what's the point of my voice? All it's brought me is humiliation.

"Ahh, since you asked mami, yes I'm looking for something that says.-" he steps closer to me crossing his arms, I swallow hard seeing his biceps nearly tear the shirt.

An accent so thick synced into his deep smooth voice, making resisting him well irresistible. The same demeanor as, Him, but with darker features.

He stood right in front of me on the opposite side, still managing to tower over my body with his, the evidence of his muscles were more prominent with our close proximity.

"Y-yes?"

"I'm looking for something well, Cómo se dice uh, New, it's one of those flowers that spread wide open fully, so we can see that pink little inside".

Wh-what? Did My ears picked that up right?

"I -I don't understand" I breathed.

Stepping closer to the barrier between us I almost backed away until I realized I was still behind the counter, the action didn't go un noticed, with his eyes darkening his voice seemed to lower setting a chill into my chest. "Don't be scared of me Mami, only in bed do I make women fear me".

I almost tumbled "uh - I - "

"I'm off topic, uhh Dis ehhh dis flower is unlike no other, when it spreads it's thick petals wide open for me I want to smell its earthy aroma in between, a deep dark color, redder than the crimson that flows right through my veins"

That s*x poetry was awful, it had me swoon slightly I can't lie but the only thing I picked up was Red, that's an adjective right?

"Are you looking for a rose?"

Snapping his fingers "Si, a Rose"

Something about that R sound coming from his lips turned my Feet to jelly, or maybe that's Rowan's ghost tongue.

"Y-yes it's a, it's right in the counter just after that one In the middle" he stared at my pointer finger, a dark flint came and went in his eyes. I'll never look at that finger the same.

"Please, Come show me Mami, I like taking your orders."

It was like dragging ankers, I feel his eyes drinking up my backside, especially my ass, I just had to wear this damn dress today. Wanting to keep up with the sexy lure from before, I threw on an above the knee length silk white dress with built in bra and no underwear hoping Rowan would come by.

"Here you a-" turning around Im at a lost of words seeing as how close he was to me, his body nearly pressing against mine as those dark eyes swallow the green. The closer I looked the more I studied him, the shirt is a see through up close, I caught sight of a tattoo hidden behind the thin nylon, just above his heart the words.

Argentina.

My hunch was right on him being a Spanish man, the whiff of his cologne with a small essence of lady perfume made me furrow my brows, "Gracias Mami" just as he looked above me slightly I caught the residue of pink lipstick on his neck, a poor attempt if he tried to wipe it off.

Wait a second, that couldn't be from the same girl could it? The one slightly smeared above his lips were red. Is this man a TwoTimer? No he is a Womanizer. Man do they have a way with words.

Clearing my throat "Please let me know if there is anything else I can do for you".

He than paused, staring intently at my face "Eh actually I would like to ask of your opinion if you don't mind, I'm a man and well women understand women"

"Uh sure how ca-" immediately he stepped in closer to my space stealing my words.

"My lady friend seems to be a big fan of books lately".

My ears perked up to the magic word 'Books' As an author myself this could be an open window, but why would he think women could relate together? Everyone reads.

"Oh, I'm a big fan myself" I try to hide my giggly chuckle, once more he stared at me for a little bit of time, there was something in his calm expression that made me feel like I was entering a trap.

"I mean uh, I do a little reading here and there."

A sexy smirk creeped in "You seem like you know the words of a writer with that first answer".

"Uh, well" I laughed "On the side I kind of do write a little".

"Mmmmm, what kind of books you like"

"It varies uh, Adventurous, romance, erotic and-"

"Ahh see those are her favorites as well" God that accent and smile had my legs weak.

"You seem very passionate about your reads, I can see it in your eyes, why don't you write any books?" He stepped in closer to me, I feel the buckle of his tucked in belt at the bottom of my breast, yet I'm frozen to the ground, fully hypnotized under his seduction.

"I do uh write a little b-bit" I couldn't even hear myself from the whisper in my voice.

Licking his lips "Do you now, let me guess Erotic, adventure or Romance?"

"All"

"Could I make a ... Guess?"

"About my books?"

"About what you secretly enjoy reading"

Blinking out of the trans "uh, sure if you want" I hear the confusion in my voice, at least I found it again.

Dark eyes stared at my lips before trailing down to my breasts "You probably write PG things but enjoy reading steamy books"

Is he a stalker?

"I uh, uh well what would make you think that?"

"I am sad to to admit That dress your wearing, it was to impress someone today wasn't it?"

Woah what?

"Uh I-"

"Am I wrong?"

"N-no but how did you-"

"The dry tear stains on your face with you sniffling every thirty seconds."

I mean that was obvious "I mean that was obvious" I think out loud "but yes I do secretly enjoy erotic books in fact I'm now trying to write one and so far for my first time people seem to love it, and what are you a detective?"

He says nothing but swallow hard, Why am I speaking to this man about my secret life? Oh wait a minute could he be a reader? I mean he doesn't look old but he does strike to be mature enough.

"Could you by any chance be one of my readers?"

"Yes!, oh my you caught me"

"Omg, ahh" I squeaked "it's so amazing to meet you, how did you like the chapters so far?"

His eyes glide to the side questioningly "Y-yea uh, I didn't get a chance to open it up yet, could I get a recap?"

"Well I did manage to upload a few updates and currently working on new ones, so far my last chapter ended with The character 'Kelvin' -"

His ears perked up "Kelvin? You mean Kevin?"

"Well he is based on a real life person but -"

"So everyone and everything is based on actual events on your books?"

I am speaking too much, yet nothing in his eyes made me feel I'm danger, lustful yes but no danger "Y-yes"

"Interesting, and this book of yours is on -"

I watch his mouth try and mimic my answer "w*****d?"

"Oh dear, maybe I had the wrong person Los siento, por favor show me your account one more to see if I have the right one"

I feel his eyes on me while my head was down searching for my account " Here it is" holding up the phone to show him.

"Gracias, do you mind if I take a picture I'm going to show her some new ideas".

"Sure of course."

While taking out his phone I watch his movements pause, fear finally set in my veins watching a dangerous glare casted towards the window, What?

Before I could turn " It's a shame, that dress wasn't worn for me, I sure hope whoever it is you finger your p***y for puts a ring on it before I lay you in my bed."

I can hear a loud beating, but it isn't my Heart, "Exc-excuse me, that's none of your-"

"Women upset are my business,"

This went from zero to a billion in seconds, oh my.

"Pl-please go"

He breathes out softly before slightly glancing at the window once again and stepping closer "admit it, is your p***y wet right now".

Yes it is.

"Pl-Please go," I'm under a spotlight, no underwear and no bra still yearning for man that pounded my G spot into an oblivion, yes I'm f*****g wet, sue me.

Once more he glanced at the window before smirking "alright" he whispered, fruity breath fanned my forehead "I'll be seeing you again, real soon."

The heat from his body than disappeared quickly, I hear the click clacking of his shoes until the whistle of the door before everything fell silent, on my knees I tumbled, Legs and hands shaking while I huff mildly.

Finally gathering my self I stood and headed towards my window, examining every length and passing figure nothing seemed to stand out.

Who was that man?