Outer Banks POVs - You x Characters

The Outer Banks ft. your favourite boys. // R.C // P1

Part 1 - Rafe Cameron x fem reader

You had never been the type to fall in love easily, but when you moved to the outer banks that was going to change.

Your parents had moved to the outer banks to start a new life. Both of them had worked hard enough to climb to the top, and now they had taken their children to a place where they could have fun. It wasn't a big city but there was a lot to do before college. Especially when they had just moved into a huge house on Figure Eight, the richest part of the island.

The morning of the day after you moved in

"Y/n honey, come down to meet some neighbours." your mother said, knocking at your door.

"I'll be right there!" you replied, trying not to sound out of breath. You had already met one of your neighbours last night: Rafe Cameron. And currently he lay on your bed, or better said, you lay on the bed and he lay on top of you. You quickly got up and got dressed whilst he got dressed and snuck out the window, back to Tannyhill.

After meeting some new people like Kelce and Topper, you told your parents that you were going to explore your new home. They saw you from the window, driving away in your dark grey Lexus. 

A week later

"Go away!" Rafe shouted, not even looking back. You were both in a random room at a party when you heard the door open, you stopped for a second, clearly taken aback, but Rafe kept going, making a soft moan escape from your mouth.

"Fuck" you said quietly, you'd had a lot of hookups in the past but none were as good as him.

"What's that, princess?" Rafe said, closing his hand around your throat; hard enough to establish dominance and to let you speak.

"I said-" you got cut off by another loud moan.

"Yes?" Rafe enquired with the biggest smirk on his face.

"I said fuck" you told him, but he just had to ask why. "Because-" this time he moaned. You were both 'coming' to the end (pun intended). "Holy shit Rafe, because you're the best" you concluded right before you wet the sheets under you. You couldn't believe it, you finished first.

"I am the best," he agreed, "so suck me off, bitch."

You did as he said, he obviously deserved it, and then he cleaned up after both of you.

A while later you found yourself on the back of his bike, hands around his body. You were both visibly tired so he was taking you home. Or so you thought. 

To be continued