Outer Banks (Smut/Imagines)

Party Sex // Rafe Cameron (smut)

A/N: this one has a kinda long but really nice buildup to it so enjoy xx

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"God, you're awful." I roll my eyes and try to push past Rafe Cameron and out of the kitchen into the living room.

Rafe is the older brother of one of my best friends, Sarah. He is what I'd consider to be my worst enemy and there aren't many people that I don't like.

"Oh, come on." He steps in front of me, causing me to collide into his chest. "You don't mean that."

"I can assure you, I do." I glare up at him. "Now can you move so I can try and enjoy this party?"

"Well, maybe if you say please."

"Hell no."

Rafe just smiles at me cheekily.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" I continue to glare up at him.

"Like what?" He looks me up and down. "You know, y/n, if you weren't being such a bitch, I might want to fuck you."

"What?" I practically gasp.

"You heard me." He runs his fingertips lightly up my exposed forearm, causing goosebumps to rise on my skin. I didn't say a word, my heart was racing, and I couldn't take my eyes off of his.

"You know, I could just fuck that attitude out of you..." My breath hitched at his words and he noticed.

"Wait... you like the idea of that... don't you?" He's close to me now, close enough that I can feel his hot breath on my face, the slight scent of whatever alcohol he'd been drinking wafting into my nose.

"What are you talking about?" I won't deny myself that butterflies in my stomach, but he's the last person I'll admit that to.

"God, stop playing dumb." He leans down closer to me.

"You're drunk." I practically whisper.

"You're not saying no." He's only an inch from my face now.

Even still, I can't bring myself to say what he's waiting for. Instead, I just let out a shaky breath and without even meaning to, look from his eyes to his lips.

Rafe takes that as his cue to kiss me. I find myself kissing him back. It starts sweet but quickly gets rough. He grips both my forearms with his hands, his fingernails lightly digging into my skin.

He pulls away from the kiss, both of us breathless. "Let's go." He pulls me out of the kitchen, down the hall, and up the stairs towards his room.

He busts into the first room we reach, which thankfully, is an actual bedroom. He pulls me inside the room, quickly closing and locking the door behind us.

He immediately grabs me and hoists me up, my legs wrapping around his waist. He kisses from my neck down to the tops of my breasts, leaving small, scattered red marks all over my chest.

He sets me down gently on the bed, kneeling at the end of the bed to unbutton my heeled feet, kissing them with such softness.

He stands and starts unbuttoning his white dress shirt, not taking his eyes off of me once. I reach up to help him, just as desperate for him as he is for me.

He throws his shirt somewhere behind him and begins to undress me. He finds the zipper in the back, tugging on it roughly.

"Easy, this is new." I hiss, attempting to get the zipper for him

"I'll buy you 20 new ones." He says back, practically ripping the fabric off of me.

Once the dress is out of the way, he wastes no time in touching me all over. He unclasps the bra I was wearing and tosses it behind him, somewhere along with his shirt and my dress.

Rafe's mouth immediately latches onto my breast, tugging at the skin. I throw my head back, gasping for air as he takes my other breast in his large hands, rubbing the sensitive nipple between his fingers.

"Oh my fucking god..." I gasp.

Much to my dismay, he releases my breasts and makes his way to the end of the bed. I prop myself up onto my elbows to see what he's doing. He smiles at me and unbuckles his belt, pulling it off, his pants soon following. He leans onto the bed and grabs me by the thighs, pulling me towards the edge of the bed.

I gasped in surprise at the sudden manhandling, but I can't say that I minded one bit. Rafe links his fingers around either side of my underwear and pulls them off, discarding them as well.

I'm now left completely exposed and vulnerable in front of him, desperately awaiting his touch. He kisses my inner thighs, nearing where I need him the most. I attempt to lift my hips towards him but am stopped by him holding me down by the waist.

"Such a needy girl..." He tsks. "Are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes, please, Rafe." I moan, my chest heaving.

He pulls off his boxers and with hardly any warning, is lining up with my entrance. He teases me with the tip, a smirk visible on his face.

"Rafe, please! I need it!"

"Alright but try not to be too loud, don't want everyone at this party to know how much of a slut you are for me, do you?"

"I don't care, just please!" I beg.

"Please what?" He taunts, pushing himself at me, but no entering

"Please fuck me, Rafe!"

And with that, he thrusts inside of me. He waits a moment, his lips parted, before pulling out and thrusting into me again, harder.

I'm unable to make noise as euphoria overcomes my body, my head is back, my mind is spinning.

"Look at me, y/n." Rafe murmurs, his nails digging into my hips.

I struggle to look at him and just as I do, he hits my g spot and I moan, his name echoing off the walls.

Rafe's breathing becomes fast and short, matching his thrusts. Small grunts leave his lips every couple of seconds.

I feel the tightening in my stomach and my walls clench around Rafe, causing him to throw his head back, gazing through his teeth.

"Jesus Christ, y/n!" He groans out. "I'm gonna come."

Just as he says that, my orgasm hits me, my vision blurring and nothing but ecstasy and him filling my mind and body.

He finishes as well and collapses on the bed beside me. Once he's caught his breath enough, he kisses my stomach and my breasts, up to my neck, before reaching my lips.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers.

"I never thought someone who hated me so much would ever say something that nice." I joke.

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A/N: okkk that was good. Y'all can't lie. I'm not cocky, but like, I'm impressed with my own work. Also speak now tv just dropped and it was so good!!