𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚆𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙶𝚈 | {𝐑.𝐂}

12 | 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚂𝚂

Warning:
Smut is involved in the chapter, if you don't like these type of things; please skip through it. I don't want to see immature comments, this is based off the rafe cameron character; not the actor himself, enjoy!

ROPE INVOLVED
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You were wet by Rafe's touch when making out with him. Your hand was resting on the back of his neck as he hovered over your body, and you slowly wrapped your legs around his waist, causing him to pull him in closer, rubbing his shaft against your core. He slowly grinded up against your core, causing you to whimper and moan. You wanted his touch so bad, but you don't want to beg; you're not a little bitch nor are you his.

His lips never left yours as he continued to grind into you, you could feel his hard-on. You let out a moan from your mouth and you earned a scoff from Rafe as he said "eager, aren't we sl*t"? You were this close to ripping his f*cking head off. You role your eyes at him quickly and as you were about to speak you felt his finger tips squeeze your jaw roughly as he asked "am I going to have to f*ck that bratty attitude out of you".

Your eyes went big as he was hovering over you, which caused him to smirk. You slowly closed your eyes shut, you didn't want to give in, but part of you did. "Look at me when I'm talking to you" Rafe commanded. You re-open your eyes as they had previously shut. You were staring into his cold-hearted eyes. You didn't notice you were giving him f*ck me eyes. That earned you a devilish smirk from him, he wants to destroy your insides so bad and you could tell.

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The tension between your bodies together were indeed amazing to you. The friction grew heavily, which caused your core to release a liquid of arousal once more. You wanted nothing more than him to f*ck the sh*t out of you. You were so close to begging, as your whispers got more perciptible by him sucking and nibbling on your neck. "Please" you begged, your remark catched his amusement. He had a smirk plastered across his face whilist hovering over you like you were getting ready to be destroyed; in this case, you most likely were.

Rafe slowly went down onto your chest, leaving no space between your bodies whatsoever. His lips touched your ear, causing shivers to go down your spine. Then he whispered, "please what princess?", you whimpered once again as you managed to say "please f*ck me". By the time you had responded to him, his head was in the crook of your neck given it small kisses. When you responded to his question, you could feel the smirk on your neck develop quickly. Rafe then moved you so that you were laying on the bed properly instead of having your legs tangle off the bed. He then began to pick up his previous actions, and hovered over you once again and proceeded to give you neck kisses.

You let a huff escape from your lips out of frustration, which earned you a chuckle from Rafe. You squirmed like a fish out of water, it got the point that made Rafe grab your wrists and pull your arms up above your head whilist hovering over you. This action caused you to become helpless of his next movement; unless he released your wrists. In this case, he did the complete opposite; he tied them with a rope. He then began to tie the rope to the bed board. You were thinking to yourself, where on earth did that rope come from?

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It didn't truely didn't matter at this moment, all you knew that he was going to f*ck you up. Your breathing got intense by the time he finished roping up your wrists to the bed head board. He looked in your eyes, and he just watched how helpless you looked; and boy did it turn him on.