Proving her wrong -🫦

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Smut, pure filth, overstimulation, rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it guys), creampie (reader is on the pill), hair pulling, cussing, light degrading, name calling.

Summary: When the reader mentions that she can go longer than Rafe, he does his best to prove her wrong.

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„Nah Luna I swear on everything I could go longer than Rafe. He's doing more movements so that's an easy win.

„You really think you can go longer than a man? I mean aren't you spent after two orgasms? It's quite a lot for your body." Luna answers with a shrug.

„But Rafe is a 6'2 man packed with those huuuuge muscles there's no way he can go longer than two rounds, we've never done this." I answer her.

„Okay okay I believe you but I think he can go longer and to set my statement I'll go home now because my parents will slaughter me, it's already 11pm and those old people go to bed at 10:30 sharp." Luna giggles, grabbing all of her stuff.

„Bye Luna, love you!" I shout after her.

„Love you too!" She shouts before leaving the room.

I make my way down the stairs to get a glass of water, the complete empty halls of my house feeling kind of eerie.

My parents were in Brazil for three months because of business. Rafe has been staying at my house ever since they left one month ago and we've been loving it. My father gave Rafe the permission to work in his office while he's gone and made Rafe promise him that he will look out for me and ensure that I don't burn the house down.

I make my way back up the stairs back into my bedroom, ridding myself off my clothes except for my bra and my panties. I walk into the restroom and start the shower. When I'm done I brush my teeth and blowdry my hair. I hop into bed and put on an episode of The Office.

My door opens and Rafe walks in smiling at me before he gets ready for bed too.

„Hello baby." He smiles at me as he slips into bed.

I look at him and he wears that weird wicked smirk on his face and I try to figure out what he wants from me.

„What's got you smirking?"

„Oh nothing nothing, I think TWO episodes of The Office are enough for today let's go to sleep." He says, turning off the TV.

I cuddle close to him, enyjoying the skin to skin contact as I slowly drift into a deep sleep.

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My eyes flutter open the second I hear Rafe whispering my name into my ear.

Out of reflex my eyes drift to the alarm clock that said Sunday, 9:00 am.

„It's 9:00 am on a Sunday are you serious?" I turn my head towards the ceiling and suddenly look straight into Rafe's lust blown eyes. „Oh my god what the fuck!" I screech, not used to Rafe being this active in the early morning.

„I couldn't wait, I want you so bad." Rafe whisper shouts. He starts moving backwards climbing into the direction of the edge of my bed. He stops once his face is right over my heat. He starts pulling at the waistband of my panties, pulling them down until they're right above my knees.

I feel his finger glide through my folds collecting some of my wetness. „So wet for me, waiting for good ol' Rafe to pleasure her." He growls lowly, lowering his face between my legs.

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