Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r E i g h t y - T w o

Y/n's POV:

Rafe scoops me over his shoulder as he walks inside,

His grasp is tight as his whole body is tensed-up...

Rafe's POV:

I am fucking furious,

The same mouth that was begging me to fuck her, was the same one that said 'friends',

Oh princess we are so-so far away from friends, and if i hear her use that term even one more time with us,

I will ruin her,

Basically what I am planning to do now...

I love her, more than anything, but she will not call us friends, ever again...

Y/n's POV:

I kept apologising, however it was not enough for him, he was planning to do more,

Once we are upstairs, he slams the door behind us,

He sits on the sofa, placing me on his lap, as he then commands,

'Bend over.'

Indicating on his knee,

I have no choice, but to do so,

I lean over, he helps me by holding my back, as eventually,

I am bent over his knee, one of hair hands on my back, and the other one on my head, gliding his palm through my hair...

Rafe's POV:

She looked so fucking good, eve by being bent over my knee, she looked fucking irresistible,

I had to pull every core of my being to not just take her all in and fuck her, hard,

I just wanted her to make those pretty sounds, to be in her, to feel her,

I had to pretend as if it means nothing to me, but the way she looks, a little grunt escaping my lips was inventible...

I raise up her dress, I can hear her whimpering, as that is my last straw,

The way she whimpers does something to me, everything she does-does something to me...

I let out a low groan, trying to resist her is the fucking worst,

I need to get this over with, because it may ended faster if I won't be able to control my own self...

Y/n's POV:

After raising my dress, I can feel his cold hands swathing over my buttocks,

He caresses it slowly, I can hear the way he is smirking,

He then demands for me to put my hands behind my back, as after I do so, he clasps them and captures them...

'Now, I will give you a lesson about respect, ready?'

'Yes...' I respond...

Rafe's POV:

Fucking hell, and even the way she responds, the way her voice sounds, for who this punishment is made, me or her?

I then raise my hand, aim, and swat her beautiful ass with my palm,

Fuck, the way she bloody whimpered, I can feel the way my bulge arose even more, if there was anymore to rise,

I slightly shift in my seat, how on earth am I meant to resist her?

I cannot withhold it any longer, letting out a low groan, I clench my jaw,