Tarzanxshameofjane1995engl — ((link))

Not because of him. Never because of him. Tarzan moved through the green cathedral like a god who had never heard of Eden’s rules. His muscles were brown rivers. His smile was a crack of lightning—brief, brilliant, without malice. He loved her with the whole-hearted savagery of a creature who had never learned to love in half-measures. When he touched her face, he did not count her freckles as flaws. When he roared his joy into the canopy, she felt, for one breath, entirely free.

He didn’t press. He never pressed. That was the worst part. He simply sat beside her, close enough that the heat of his arm melted the cold in her ribs, and began peeling a guava with his teeth. tarzanxshameofjane1995engl

, is resentful of their connection, and Jane initially attempts to hide the depth of her feelings for her jungle lover. Feeling rejected when Jane closes her door to him, the Ape Man interacts with several other women at the villa, who are drawn to his primal nature. Not because of him