wicked | rafe cameron

kiss to kiss

Erin thought about that a lot. About Rafe getting hard over choking her for the first time. About their time in rehab.

She thought about it when Kelce fucked her after the party, the memory of Rafes hand pressing into her skin getting her all worked up again. The moans that left her lips got even louder and she hated to admit it but Kelce was good, knew what he was doing when he was bending her around in those weird positions.

Kelce liked to fuck her slowly, passionately. Grabbing her legs and putting them over his shoulders type of shit. Even though Erin was into rough and aggressive sex, she somehow enjoyed being slow and tender with Kelce. And the fact that she enjoyed it annoyed her.

Erin needed an excuse to fuck Rafe. Until now, her excuse was that Kelce sucked in bed so she had no other choice than to get it from someone else.
She tried to ignore the pleasure, suppress the slowly approaching climax but her panting got faster, her body got hotter and her head started to feel lighter.

Kelce groaned as she dug her nails into his skin, pressing his lips onto hers and silencing her moaning.

A few thrusts later he was done, laying down next to her and pulling off the condom. He looked at Erin and smiled softly.

" 'You come?", he asked, slightly out of breath.

"Almost", Erin said and put her bra back on.

Kelce groaned and threw away the condom. "Almost? Fuck. I'm sorry. Want me to finish you off?"

Before she could answer, he positioned himself between her legs and started kissing the inside of her thigh. Erin wanted to say no, but the feeling of his breath blowing over her heat quickly changed her mind.

His hands slid under her butt, pulling her lower body closer towards his face. Gentle kisses were placed on her lips, too gentle, too soft. He barely touched her and Erin yearned to be touched.

"Shit", she moaned and let her head fall back into the pillows as Kelce slowly pushed a finger inside of her.

Kelces lips latched back onto her clit, beginning a steady pace, pushing his finger in and out again and curling it slightly the way he knew that Erin loved it.
Her hands grabbed the thin fabric of the sheets, pulling on them while cursing in a breathy voice.

Erins reaction encouraged Kelce to add another finger as he increased his pace, steadily pounding his fingers, seeking his girlfriends sweet spot.

"Fuck, Ra- ...Kelce, I'm so close", Erin panted.

Kelce didn't even notice her slip up, he was way too focused on what he was doing to even notice Erin almost call him his best friends name.

She closed her eyes, her hand grabbing Kelces hair, coily and short. For a second, Erin tried to imagine them to be blonde strands, drenched in hairgel. She quickly threw the thought aside and tried to concentrate on her climax again.

But her thoughts kept wandering off, off to hands aggressively digging into the sensitive skin of her thighs, off to Rafes heavy body pinning her down to the bed.

Erin thought about Rafe and came. She came so hard her thighs tightened around Kelces head as the waves of pleasure rushed over her, so hard her legs started shaking and her fingernails almost ripped the sheets beneath them.

Out of breath, she quickly moved away from Kelce, sitting up on the side of his bed.

"Damn", Kelce smirked and rolled on his back. He put his fingers in his mouth to taste her juices and glanced at Erin, who still sat on the side of his bed, shoulders rising and falling with every breath.