Blame It On Pride

C h a p t e r H u n d r e d - S e v e n

Y/n's POV:

He then suddenly scoops me over in his arms, taking me up the stairs,

I was examining his defined jawline as his eyes trailed to mine,

Closing the bedroom door, he deposits me on the bed, getting on top of me,

His hair falling forwards as his eyes remain on mine,

His hand clasps my cheek as he bends lower, colliding his lips with mine, groaning as he pulls me closer,

I meantime unbutton his shirt as he unfastens my bra,

He tosses the shirt aside, revealing his toned abs, both our breathing rates are heavy, both clinging to each other,

'Fuck, I want you, all of you...' Rafe whispers whilst his lips trace down my neck,

I hold onto the back of his neck, craning my head back to give him wider access,

'Rafe...' I moan quietly as he reaches my collarbone,

'Say it again.' He demands, unbuckling his belt and lowering his trousers as he slides my dress off...

'Rafe, oh...' I moan once again as he groans and lets out a quiet grunt of my name, under his breath...

'Fuck Y/n...' He utters, ripping my bottom lingerie off as he instantly inserts himself,

We both gasp at the same time, our eyes keeping the contact,

'Fuuuck Y/n...' He groans, quickening his pace, 'I will never get enough of you...' He says under his breath, his arms holding me close to him,

He then, out of nowhere, throws me on top of him, however the dominance remains on him, he cranes it,

My legs wrap around his, he holds my hips whilst moving me up and down,

'Ah fuck yeah, just like that, you my good-little girl...' He groans, controlling my movements,

He throws his head back, grunting tumultuously,

My hair flutters in front of my eyes, as Rafe then reaches out with his palm, tucking the hair behind my ears and holding my face whilst,

Both of our lips slacken apart, I felt myself being close, very close...

'Rafe-I'm so-close-'

'No-not yet, don't you dare cum yet.' He demands, picking up the pace as I clutch on the head board whilst he holds my waist,

'Take all of it.' He says, his thrusts becoming harsher and rougher...

'Now...on three...' He initiates,

'Oh-two...' I attempt to squeeze out the faint number, making it rather tranquil,

'What was that?' He teases, suddenly stopping the motion, I attempt to continue it, however he holds me steadily, fuck, one mote fucking thrust,

'Two-I said-two-' I rapidly utter, desperate for him to continue, he smirks and raises me back up, finishing in me as we both groan out loud,

'Fuck...Y/n...' Rafe moans,

'Rafe-' I utter under my breath,

I feel weakened and wary as he slowly places me on his chest, his palm remaining on my hair, stroking it softly,

Both of us clad in sweat as we stabilise our breathing,

'Fucking hell Y/n...I just cannot get enough of you...' He mumbles whilst his other hand brushes my shoulder gently,

We remain in that position for some time, just the two of us...

—-

After a while, I've discovered the hole in the office wall, Rafe explained that it was a lot messier, however he ordered a worker to tidy it up...

He still has bruises on his knuckles, vermilion-red, I notice it whilst he types on the computer,

'Does it hurt?' I ask,

'Not at all love.' He reassures, as he then closes his laptop,

'Alright...' He initiates, 'I quickly need to go somewhere, nonetheless, you are coming with me...' He announces,

'Where are we going?'

'I need to deal with them, I don't want you getting involved in that, so you'll meanwhile wait for me further from that place, with guards.' He adds, I glance at him, baffled,

'You really don't have to...'

'Oh no, I will make sure that you are protected at all costs Y/n...I was utterly torn...and I won't let that happen again, ever, so let's go and get ready...' He says, helping me to get up whilst he kisses my shoulder softly,

Leading me towards our bedroom as he closes the office's door...