rafe cameron alternate universe
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emerson hughes is a nursing student training at the north carolina state penitentiary, home to some of the worst criminals in the country. her days are mundane, checking on inmates when needed, yet the day rafe...
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He leans into me, his front pressed into my core. A deep moan rises from the back of his throat and the sound causes one of my own to appear. He pulls back and smirks, letting his tongue run over my bottom lip. We say nothing, just heavy breathing surrounding the small space. We haven't spoken since we started, and I know the first time I do my voice will be husky, laced with sexual frustration. He rotates our bodies, pulling me on top of him with ease. Our size difference used to scare me, terrify me of the possibilities that ran through his mind on how easy it would be to kill me. Now, as I straddle his tall frame, it's easy to access his most sensitive area. He rolls his head back in pleasure and I smile to myself at the sight, feeling my own deep in my stomach as I know this is making him feel good.
We both move in silence, watching each other through hooded eyes as we simultaneously pleasure one another. Our hands brush for a moment and I feel him freeze, the action easy to forget for me, but meaning everything to him. The simplest romantic gestures sending him into a deep frenzy. He told me once he doesn't know how to love, only fuck and by the way his fingers grip my nipples through my bra let's me know he is telling the truth. This man has never known anything else than roughness in his life, and tonight I want to know just how good he can make me feel.
His pointer finger and thumb squeeze the hard, sensitive skin on my breasts causing a loud moan to leave my mouth. A low laugh comes from his throat and the sound alone sends another moan into the air. My hips rock back and forth on his lap, his length rock hard through his thin orange pants. It takes everything in me not to reach out so I can see it for myself. My dreams have been filled of this moment, replaying over and over again in my mind the more time I spend with him. I don't want to admit that this could cause me to fall for him so much harder, but that's time alone with my thoughts for another day.
Just as he begins to unclasp my bra, a quick knock at the door startles both of us. Fuck, second shift is here already.
"Shhh." He whispers, putting his finger up to my mouth.
My heart pounds out of my chest as I clip my bra back on and slip my work shirt over my head. The door opens just as I leave his lap and grab my clipboard off the ground.
My coworker Julie looks at me in confusion, wondering why I am still here so late, but doesn't question anything as she moves past me and locks his hands together with thick metal cuffs.
The sight alone brings me back to reality and I begin to leave the room, meeting his blue eyes one more time before closing the door.
"Mr. Cameron, it's time for your therapy."
I hurry down the hall and plug my ears, trying to drown out the sound of loud screams coming from inside his room.
