Play Pretend

Know how to play

Y/n's POV:

He opens the door for me as I get out of the car whilst holding his hand,

His black blouse's top-three buttons are undone already, revealing his collarbones,

He holds me closely by him, gripping my waist as we step in the loud house,

It's full of people dancing, drinking, making out and laughing,

There is also a pool outside,

'Heyyy!' I hear coming from behind,

It was a group of people, Rafe's mates and some of mine as well,

We all greet,

I scan the room, making sure Sarah is not here, she will immediately notice that this is not an act,

I don't have the guts to tell her just now...

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It's been a while, I drank a bit and I feel like doing something finally,

'Rafe...let's dance.' I suggest, leaning on his shoulder,

He sighs and shakes his head,

'Oh come onn, please!' I continue,

I then stand up, walking toward the dance floor, feeling how his eyes dig into me,

I begin swaying my hips, making a direct eye contact with him,

His legs a spread as his eyes trail down my body and back up, he is smirking,

He shakes his head, gets up and walks toward me, he has this flame in his eyes which makes my body brittle,

He steps behind me, his hands on my waist as his lips are close to my ear, his groans making me shiver as I press myself against him,

I sway myself against his erection, letting out a gasp,

'Fucking hell Y/n...' He grunts against my ear, pressing me even closer, his lips then trail down my neck, making me throw my head back,

'If you keep doing this, I might have to take you out and fuck the absolute shit out of you.' He whispers, his voice hoarse,

We continue the rhythmical pace as the song begins to fade, going onto the next one,

I bend slightly over and begin to grind even more as he holds my hips,

I hear him groan and press even closer,

Then, I stop.

Looking at him, I walk toward the sofa where all our friends are at,

He grips my wrist and makes a direct eye contact with me,

'Where do you think you're going?'

'To others, I'm now tired.'  I smile as he rolls a tongue down his cheek, nodding and smirking,

'I see darlin', I'll remind you that all it takes is for me to even touch you the right way and you become all wet.' He says, assertively,

'I don't doubt it.' I say with not much expression which makes him smirk and nod,

'Good.'

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We decided to all play truth or dare again,

There are cards which decide what you should do,

I am sitting near Rafe, his hand wrapped around my waist as it occasionally draws lower on purpose,

I came here to tease, not him,

It is my turn.

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'Dare.' I say, looking at the girl who's been eyeing Rafe out since we came, he hasn't even looked at her once,

'Let the person on your left pour a drink down your throat.' It said as a grin was drawn on Rafe's face, he took ahold of the bottle,

He stood up behind me, as he cupped my chin, opening my mouth as I sticked my tongue out which made him smile,

He then began to pour the liquid down my throat, stopping, closing my mouth, as he bent down and whispered,

'Swallow.'

I do so, he then wipes off the remaining off of my lip and licks it himself...

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The bottle lands on me yet again,

'Dare.' I say say yet again,

'Kiss the most attractive person in the room.' It reads,

I make eye contact with him as he grins, adjusting his hips,

I get up and stroll toward him, getting his lap to face him, my legs spread over his lap as we make eye contact,

One of his hands is on my butt, lifting down my dress as his other is on my cheek,

One of my hands is in his hair, the other behind his neck as I slam my lips against him,

His tongue twirls with mine, I begin slowly grinding his lap, making him groan in my throat and smile against my lips,

'You think you're so clever yeah love?' He asks, smirking,

'No, but I'd like to remind you that I know how to play as well.' I smile, as then, I get off of his lap,

He looks at me, I can see a trace of fury in his eyes, he is annoyed,

He hats being treated like this, not getting what he wants,

And that was my plan,

'Count me out.' I say as I walk toward the dance floor,

I can feel his eyes still on me, but everything is in a blur,

Maybe it's the drinking that made me so tipsy, maybe it's the taste of his lips on mine which made me all over the top...

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Rafe's POV:

The was her hips move, the way she acts, the way she is made me so fucking hard I could not hold it in,

She is...fucking magical,

I know what she is doing, and oh fuck it's working like a charm,

I cannot take it in anymore, I need her so much, I need her with me, near me, beneath me, just, with me...

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Y/n's POV:

I begin swaying my hips all over again, until I feel someone behind me...someone who is not him...

I quickly step aside and the only next thing that I see is Rafe punching this guy that was behind me,

The guy is on the floor as Rafe grasps him by the collar and repeatedly hits him with his fist, blood splattering everywhere,

He then lifts him up, he looks...horrendous, his whole face bleeding uncontrollably, as Rafe threatens in the voice that I have never heard before,

'If you even dare looking in the direction of what is fucking mine, I swear to God, I will make that your last day alive, got me?'

'Y-yes..' The guy coughs in pain, Rafe then harshly lets go of him as he hits his head against the ground and loses his consciousness,

'I will finish with him later.' Rafe mutters under his breath as he grasps me by my hand and leads me out toward the car...

Oh no...

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