Bad Influence (Rafe Cameron)

Chapter 22

I wake up to the feeling of soft breaths feathering my neck. There's a weight on top of me and I peek my eyes open to see Rafe laying with an arm and a leg wrapped around me tightly and his face in the crook of my neck.

I smile and reach my hand down to massage his scalp lightly and run my fingers through his hair.

He shifts slightly and I think he's still asleep until I feel his lips peppering light kisses on my neck and shoulder.

"Good morning," I say sweetly, a huge grin on my face.

"Mm," he hums against my neck tiredly.

"Did you sleep okay?" I ask him, continuing to run my fingers through his hair.

"Mhm," he answers.

I pull away to look at his face but he groans and pulls my body back to him and he wraps himself around me even tighter than before.

I suddenly feel something poking into my side between us and I reach down to move it over. The second my hand wraps around it I hear Rafe hiss in-between his teeth and he jump out of the bed so fast I don't even have time to process it.

Finally realization dawns and my face heats up in embarrassment.

"Oh my- Rafe- I don't even know what to say. I'm sorry." By the time I'm done talking he has an amused expression on his face.

"It's okay Claire," He laughs. "You had no idea what that was, did you?"

My face seems to get even hotter than before and I feel foolish for being so inexperienced with this kind of stuff.

"Well, I know that guys have that happen in the morning," I defend myself, "but it just didn't cross my mind. I just felt something poking me and I tried to move it out of the way."

At this he bursts out laughing and I frown at his reaction. He's just making me feel even more stupid.

He must read my expression because he calms himself and sits back down on the bed beside me.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to laugh at you. It's okay, really. There's no reason for you to be embarrassed. You're just so cute when you're flustered." He says, kissing my cheek on the last part.

"Did I, you know-" I trail off, not wanting to say what I want to say next. "Did I hurt you? You sounded like you were in pain when I did that." I stare at him, horrified, as I wait for an answer. It's the first time I touch Rafe in an intimate spot and I hurt him. How can I be so dumb?

He shakes his head quickly, but there's a huge grin on his face and he looks like he's going to start laughing again.

"No..." He replies slowly, looking like he's unsure of how to word what he's going to say next. "I just wasn't expecting it."

"I'm sorry." I say, cringing again at my obliviousness.

"Like I said, there's nothing to be sorry about." He replies, and then he smirks and goes, "I've been waiting for you to touch me there for awhile. It's a shame I jumped out of bed the way I did."

He spaces out on the wall behind me and based on the way his eyes flare, I can imagine he's thinking about what would have happened if he stayed put.

My face heats up again but this time not from embarrassment. Unfortunately he notices and he smirks before placing a kiss on the tip of my nose and standing up to go to the bathroom.

While he's in there I let my mind wander back to what happened. When I grabbed it, it definitely wasn't small and left little for imagination. I feel I wave of desire wash over me as I think about it and almost groan in annoyance at the fact that he had to stand up so fast and ruin it.