Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r S i x t y - E i g h t

Y/n's POV:

Rafe grunts against me as he pushes my hips closer, I can feel the hardness of his bulge that swathes against me, he throws his head back, exhaling heavily,

He's behind me, his hands remain on my waist as he moves my hips against him, I sway myself,

People scream in ecstasy, chuckling, laughing, singing and bantering, however all of it seems as a distant buzz, barely distinguishable, all I can hear is Rafe's soft voice whispering in my ear the things he'll do to me,

'Just like that, my good-little girl.' He says, I crane my head back, offering him the access to my neck as he traces his lips against my skin, sending a range of sweet tingles down my whole body,

My fingers tangle with his as we motion against the rhythm, I am in a state of euphoria,

Rafe takes the bottle from the counter as he then takes some in his mouth,

He tips my chin and grasps onto my neck, holding it steady and still, standing behind me, he places his thumb on my bottom-lip, opening my mouth, he then leans in and pours the alcohol from his mouth into mine,

I smile whilst taking it all in, swallowing, he smirks and brushes his thumb against my lip...

—-

We've so far made out on the sofa as he moved my hips, did it in the bathroom, played ping-pong with alcohol as he captured me in-between his hands whilst shooting the ball, every time that I had to do it, he leaned in, whispering something rather distracting in my ear, grasped my bum or tightened around my waist, pushing his bulge against me or teased me in any way possible...

His intentions crystal-clear, it was my final shot,

He bent over, his hands on my waist as I gulp,

'Now be a good girl for me and score this one.' He whispers, his lips tracing down my neck as he kisses my cheek, his fingers slowly massaging me,

I breathe in and out, aiming scrupulously, squinting one of my eyes and picking my target,

Rafe's hand slowly clutches on mine, reassuring me by rubbing his thumb against my skin,

'You can do it, you're a Cameron after all, and you own me by now, score this, and I'll possibly reward you...' He whispers...

I aim and throw the ball, it lands into the...

The crowd began to beam with enthusiasm as Rafe smirks behind me, his lips caressing my neck and my cheek, his arms tracing higher up my thighs as he smiles against me,

It lands into the cup...

'Good job my love, you will be getting that reward after all.' He whispers...

—-

It was rather late by now and Rafe was desperate to go home, so was I, we were finishing off, saying our goodbyes as Rafe wrapped his hand around my waist and led me towards the black car, his hand caressing me,

The chauffeur opens the door for us, however before he could open it for me, Rafe does it, encouraging me to step in,

I smile and do so,

He then sits next to me as the chauffeur initiates the ignition, leading us home...

—-

Eventually, once we get inside, we can't even reach the threshold as Rafe throws me over his shoulder already, stepping inside and shutting the door behind us,

Rafe goes upstairs, reaching his bedroom, he shuts the door and leads me towards the bed, it's quite dark until Rafe turns on the lights, placing me on the bed as he hovers above me, smirking at the way I squirm on the bed, beseeching for him to not tease, I am desperate,

'I want to see you, all of you-whilst you are trying to contain the way I make you feel.' He says, leaning in, his fingers nibbling on my garment,

'You're so irresistible princess.'He mutters, his voice a low groan as he examines me carefully, 'I want to hear you scream my name.' He demands, serious...

'Yes Sir.' I mumble, his lips curl into a mischievous-menacing smile after hearing me say that, he tilts his head and traces his fingers up my thigh, reaching my neck slowly, his breathing seems to be heavier, Is he trying to resist me?

'What did you call me?' He asks for me to repeat, 'say it again.' He demands, his eyes faintly closing as he grunts, his stance serious and hard...

'Sir.' I repeat myself, he groans and nods ubiquitously,

'You started it, now you'll have to finish it darling...and you can take it.' He says, leaning in...