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I stayed silent through most of the dinner and gave Adam a quick kiss goodbye before generally just GETTING THE FUCK OUT OF THERE.

In the car-ride home, it felt like something was gnawing at me like there's something missing, like I'm incomplete. I itch like an addict.

After feeling Raphael's touch I wanted more.

Once the car pulled into the drive, I got straight out and went inside, throwing off my shoes and running up the stairs to my room, shutting the door behind me and leaning on it, palms touching the wood. I try to steady my breathing, my subconscious in disbelief of what I'm about to do. I look over to the clock and it's almost 10pm, the time it always was when I was a teenager, the time he used to run.

I push myself off of the door and walk around my room casually, my hand reaching to the zipper on my dress and pulling it downward until it slips off of me, pooling around my feet. I take off my earrings and place them carefully in my jewellery box, reaching into the draw below. The feeling of lace and cotton sifting between my fingers leaves me frustrated until I feel the hard wand that laid under the fabrics. I pull it out and admire it, it was my favourite. I stride towards my bed, my hands almost shaking from the nerves and I lie down, stretching my body across the bed. I shed Natalie's panties, throwing them away with my foot and spread my legs, feeling the cool air against my pussy. I switch on the wand, feeling it vibrate in my hand and I slide it between my legs, holding it over my clit. I lean back and close eyes, imagining the sight of Raph's mouth on my pussy like earlier, the thought made me so wet. I press the wand down and apply pressure moving it in circles and I let out a breath I'd been holding in.

I look up, searching for his baby blues through my window, waiting for his eyes to devour me from the woods.

I lean my head back down and continue moving it in circles before holding it in place, the muscles around it tensing through a ripple. I slide my hand down and slide a finger into my pussy, moving it in and out at a medium pace.

My eyes look up again with hope to see his. There they are, through the window, between the trees. I spread my legs further to give him a better view, fidgeting across the bed as my cit becomes hot from the friction. I let out a small, quiet moan and sigh. I start moving the wand in circles again imagining Raphael's tongue circling my clit.

Instantly, I hear the door shut and I jerk my body upwards, bringing my knees to my chest in fear and I see him in the corner. He lurks in the darkness like a shadow, the moonlight highlighting the curves of his face.

"How did you get in?" I ask.

"The balcony door was open. You should lock your doors, you never know who might try to break in." He stalks me with every step he takes, looking at me like I'm something to eat. "You don't know what they might do to you," he says crawling onto the bed, grabbing my feet and pulling my legs down and apart. He hovered above me, trapping me below him on my bed, his lips close to mine about to touch.

"I missed you peaches," he says before taking his lips in mine, kissing me deeply, biting down on my bottom lip to gain his tongue entrance. He kissed he hard, like he'd been waiting to for forever, like it was the last kiss we'd ever share. I close my legs around him and wrap my hands in his hair while one of his hand slipped around my neck and squeezed lightly.

Unexpectedly, the sound of the door creaking open caught my attention and Raph and I look towards the door.

"Honey did- oh I'm so sorry I didn't see anything I'll leave you two alone," my mother said.

My face immediately became panicked.

"Reine, Adam," she blinked and lingered for a second. "Oh my goodness, Raphael, oh I'm sorry," she said shocked and afraid, quickly slamming the door.

"Shit," I say to Raphel while pushing him off of me and grabbing my dressing gown off the wall and wrapping it around myself to cover up, frantically opening the door and chasing my mother down the stairs yelling after her.

"Mum please slow down, just wait I can explain."

"No need to explain honey I didn't see anything," she says while running away from me into the foyer where she finally stops to face me.

I look behind me to see Raphael running after me. "Miss Montgomery, It's all my fault," he says. "Reine didn't do anything, it was all me."

"As far as I'm aware neither of you did anything because I didn't see anything," my mother says with a loud shaky voice.

"Mum..." Our voices began to overlap as I tried to calm my mother and convince her it wasn't what she thought, which it clearly was. Raphael just trying to calm us both down by talking louder than both of us.

But shit went south when I saw my father heading down the stairs towards the commotion. "What's all the noise about, you're going to wake Stella," he asks but after his eyes adjust to the light he sees me in a dressing gown with Raphael standing closely behind me. "What is going on here?" He asks sternly, looking at us with an angry expression which was met with complete silence and the avoidance of eye contact. "Reine?" He looks at me directly for an explanation which I don't give. He takes a deep breathe in and out. He looks directly at me and says "Reine, go to your room." I just stare back at him for a few moments in confusion when he yells, his voice on the verge of screaming "Go to your room Reine I'm not asking."

I look over to Raphael who won't even look me in the eyes so I go up the stairs however once I'm out of sight, I sit below the handrail and try to listen.

"What do you think you're doing boy, are you stupid?" My father says with an intimidating growl.

"No sir," Raphael replies.

"Stay away from Reine," he says in a now calmer voice.

"Mr Montgomery, I ask that you don't tell my father about this," Raphael says.

"Get out of my house, now."

I hear the door slam and some quiet muttering between my parents before I start to hear footsteps up the stairs so I launch myself into my room before anyone could see me.

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