𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐄 | Rafe Cameron

SEVENTEEN

017 ~ Blank Spots

Okay. . . TW: mature content and unprotected sex

Cupping my jaw in his hands, Rafe tipped my head back and searched my face. "What do you want from me?"

"What?"

A low growl rumbled through thick air between us. "Tell me" he paused "what do you want me to do." His hand slid down to my neck, caging it "and I'll make it happen."

I suck in a deep breathe and swallow my dignity for a quick second for what I'm about to say, "I want you to fuck me, Rafe." His grip tightened slightly on my throat, right at the pulse point. "Can you feel that?" I nod, feeling slightly agitated and eager from him, I rock my hips again slightly for no pleasure of my own. "What your feeling right now, I've felt since I've fucking known you, and, I hate you for that." My heart bounced. He hates me?

I would've broke from Rafes grip if it wasn't for his eyes. I felt lost. I gave up all control and tilted me head in a fast and heated kiss. There was a long pause, filled with mine and Rafes breathe. He released tension with a deep exhalation. "A one time thing." He mumbled. I nod, he nods right back.

His hands slid down the length of my arm and a grin spread wide on his face. "Wow, sex, in the woods. Why now, Lee?"

I shrug "boredom" I say and he laughs. "Wow, tell me how you really feel" he jokes. I huff. "I feel your dragging this out, and I'm even more bored than I was befor-" Before I could finish Rafe crashed his lips to mine to which I could hardly keep up with him. He flips me on to his air bed without disconnecting us. My back hits the clothed material, my arms still hopped around his neck. His body lays between my legs as he hovers over me. My neck, my chest and my shoulders grow goosebumps as he sucks and nibbles on my skin. I gasp. "Still bored?" Damn him.

The silk shorts he'd teased me with are yanked down to my feet, which I kick off letting them fall to the floor somewhere. My buttoned up shirt still on. I start to unfasten it but Rafe busts them open. "You owe me fifty dollars for that shirt!" I whisper yell. "Can I pay you in getting you off?" I roll my eyes. Before I know it my underwear gets ripped of my body. Damn. That's thirty dollars down the drain.

Before I can get mad about my lace underwear being absolutely unwearable again, I feel Rafes tongue flatten on my pussy and I already feel my cunt pulsing. My walls clench, throwing my chest forwards. "Oh God!" My hands fisted both sides of the air mattress, close enough to pop it. My back arched as Rafe pinned my hips down and flicked his tongue across my clit. I was all over the place, non stop moving.

My skin was coated in a fine sheen of sweat, my vision was starting to blur as my cunt tightened viciously. My hands returned to my sides for a second before one went to Rafes hair pulling him up before I came. "I'm ready." I breathe heavy as I felt the damp of his roots.

"I'll decide when your ready."

"I want you inside—" I shook suddenly from the suction of Rafes mouth. "Rafe!" His hand clamped over my mouth almost slapping me face, which I didn't mind. He began licking down my strip again, over and over again. His hand came up, pumping my breast in his palm. I grip his hair tighter, suffocating him in my pussy and I almost hear him grunt. My thighs trap his head in place as I lift my ass in the air until there's no space between us. I feel him smile inside me, his tongue swirling inside my pussy until I trembled through my climax that I'd tried to hold, arching to feel him inside me.

He came up from between my shaken legs, and my chest still rising. "Your sensitive now." He licks his lips "you're coming like crazy." He goes down again, lapping up every drop. I gasped "I'd come harder if you were inside of me" I whispered, rolling my eyes.