Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r S i x t y - O n e

Y/n's POV:

'Fuck yeah, just like that, be good for me,' Rafe groans, we've done it pretty much everywhere, my legs are weak, finishing up, Rafe thrusts himself in final-sloppy times, as he clutches me closer to him, sitting on the board, he holds me closely whilst rubbing my back,

We're both breathless, sweaty and it escalated the other way than I've expected, my legs are shaking uncontrollably as Rafe caresses them gently whilst chuckling triumphantly,

'Let's go and take a shower, I'll take care of you, we've got plans for evening.' Rafe says as I sigh exasperated, I am not sure if I can even move,

'Plans-where-why?' I mutter, catching my breath,

'It's going to be quick, I promise, we'll go home immediately,' He reassures, lifting me up in his arms as he takes me upstairs...

—-

Rafe helped me with dressing up, his grin was palpable, he is still proud of the marks he has left on my body and my aching legs,

'It's not funny,' I mutter,

'It's hilarious love,' He jokes, he rummages through the drawer, searching for something for me to wear,

'How about that skirt?' I ask, pointing towards a tartan fabric, he inspects it and places it back in,

'Too short,' He reprimands,

'Then put me in a burlap sack.' I mumble, he turns around and tilts his head,

'You think you're funny now, you wouldn't want to repeat the process all over again, now would you?' He asks,

'Fine, what about those trousers, the beige ones?' I ask, he rolls his tongue against the inside of his cheek and nods,

'Sure,'

He then he attires it on me, I wince in pain,

'You alright?' He asks, rhetorically,

'Yes, brilliant.' I sarcastically mutter,

'Cut the sarcastic comments.'

—-

'We are we going?' I ask whilst me and Rafe sit in the backseat as the chauffeur takes us...somewhere,

'Firstly to the station where you'll wait in the car, then we'll go for dinner.' He says, station could possibly be for the files and the missions that we had,

—

Whilst Rafe stands outside the car, I watch as he talks to the officer, his eyes constantly lingering on me, he then opens the car's door and stands next to me, his hand on my thigh whilst he waits for the officer to retrieve something from his car,

I clutch on his arm as I knot with his rings,

'Do you want it?' He asks whilst I shake my head,

'No, it's fine, it's yours,'

'It's ours.' He says whilst taking it off, he notices the way it's too big for my fingers,

'Do you by chance have a thin-lace or a flock of yarn, suitable for skin?' Rafe asks the officer who nods and roams in his belongings, offering Rafe a dissimulation of thin-black yarn,

'Is that all you've got, nothing else?' Rafe asks as the officer apologises and says that that's the only thing they've got,

'For now, I'll use this, but I'll buy a more expensive one as soon as possible, aright darling?' He says whilst steeping the black yarn through the ring,

'No, please don't replace it, I like this one, thank you.' I insist as Rafe frowns,

'Come on, what is this, I can buy you a better-'

'I know you can, but I don't need anything else, this is more than enough, thank you.' I insist as he sighs and ties it around my neck,

'I can-'

'I know you can, but I love it this way.' I respond, kissing him, 'thank you Rafe.' I continue as he crooks a faint smile...

—-

Finishing up with the dinner, it was so good, everything in here was good, the beautiful marble structuring the restaurant, the food was delicious,

I finish the champagne in my flute as I notice that Rafe didn't drink at all,

'Why didn't you drink?' I ask,

'I am driving.' He says,

I tilt my head as he smirks,

'You'll see.' He says whilst stroking my thigh underneath the table, 'do you want anything else?' He asks,

'Oh no, I am full.' I respond he smiles to himself, licking his bottom lip and nodding, I know what he's inclining, 'with food.' I finish the sentence, he chuckles,

'Sure.' He whispers, standing up from the table as the waiter takes our plates,

'Let's go.' He says, taking me outside,

I look around the purlieu as Rafe takes me towards a black-polished motorcycle, my eyes widen,

'I will take us home princess.' He says, taking me closer towards the bike...