𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐠: 𝐖𝐨𝐨 - 𝐑𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐎𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐱
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Rafe's yapping about something that I've tuned out. His voice is so annoying, it irks my soul. Fuck, he's so annoying. I don't even know why I agree to be near him, maybe because hes the brother of my my best mate? She's the only thing stopping me from knocking his perfect teeth to the back of his throat. I stare at my glass filled with red wine. I hate this stuff, I don't even know why I drink it. It tastes like vinegar.
"I'm sorry," I interrupt what he's saying, crossing my left leg over my right. "It's just every time you open your mouth you seem to get even more annoying. Does it take effort to do that?" I can see Rafe's jaw clenching as Sarah stifles a laugh by bringing her hand to her mouth. "Oh you love it when I talk." I scoff at his response before taking a gulp of my wine. "You wish Rafey." I counter, using the nickname that he hates. His eyes narrow at me, "Don't call me that Y/n." I give him a sweet but mocking smile. "Why Rafey does it hurt your poor feelings?" I mock him while tucking my bright red hair behind my ears. "How do you sleep at night knowing you're so irritating?" He asks me, staring into my hazel eyes. "Easy, I don't sleep." I smile at him, leaning back in my sun chair. I see his eyes travel down my body, lingering at my legs a little longer than they should.
"Anyway guys, you all coming to the bonfire next week?" Sarah asks all of us, Rafe's friend William says that he is but I can't be bothered to listen to the rest of the conversation. Rafe is staring at me so I stare back at him, my eyebrows furrowed. I fix my pink bikini top because it was slowly falling down and I notice Rafe looking at my chest. Pervert. I roll my eyes before staring at the blue sky. It's such a lovely day out, I don't know why I'm here and not at the beach. I'd much rather be at the beach than anywhere near the annoyingly attractive boy sat across from me.
I tap Sarah on the shoulder and she turns to me. "I'll be back in a minute." I whisper to her before standing up, leaving my seat vacant. I amble back to her house, not paying attention to the fact that I can feel a pair of eyes on me. I already know who's eyes they belong to and I'm just not interested in giving him the pleasure of me looking back at him.
I stand in the cool kitchen, letting the cold air from the fan flow across my exposed body. "Enjoying yourself?" I hear a familiar voice ask me and I roll my eyes. "I was until you arrived." I reply to him, bending over to turn off the fan. I hear him hiss and a smirk appears on my face immediately. I slowly stand up and I can hear footsteps approaching me. I turn around when I know he's right behind me, I have to crane my neck to look at him. "I like your bathing suit." I stare up at him blankly.
"So do I." I try to step out of the way but he mirrors my movement. "I really do like that swimsuit," Rafe admits, "But. I think it would look better on the floor." I roll my eyes at his idiotic antics, "I don't think it would, it was pretty expensive." I stare into his light blue eyes as he crosses his arms.We stay staring at each other for what feels like an eternity before I look down and notice the obvious tent forming in his shorts. "Got a little problem there Rafey." I smirk up at him. "Trust me, it's not little." He mirrors my smirk, I hum before cupping his bulge. He grunts at my action. "Mediocre at best." I pull away my hand before attempting to walk away. I feel a tight grip on my wrist, "You not going to help me then?" He queries before pulling me to him so my body is presses against his. "You don't want me to." I insist, giving him a stern look. He just looks at my lips, "Oh but I do." He whispers into my ear. My body instantly reacts in a way I don't want it to. He leans back to look at me, "Maybe I could finally shut you up." Rafe suggests, bringing one of his hands to my side. "You'll never be able to make me shut up." I stand on my toes and say to him, our faces inches apart.
Rafe brings our faces closer so I can feel his breath fan across my face. "I can think of a few ways to make you shut up." I cock an eyebrow at him, "Like what?" I question, playing into his little game. "Like.." He trails off, thinking. "Me fucking your throat, you won't be able to talk with my dick in your mouth." I grip his chin, "You won't have a dick if it comes anywhere near my mouth." I threaten him in a sweet voice. "Want to bet on that darling?" Rafe states before kissing me, I'm in shock so I don't have a lot of time to react before he's pinned me to the wall by my throat. He connects our lips again but this time I kiss him back. Why? I don't know. I push him so he's pressed against the white counter. He tastes good, like cherries.
He leads me into his spacious pantry, his tongue still lodged down my throat. He closes the door behind us, the only light filtering in is through the tiny cracks in the door. We continue kissing for ages until he unties the back of my bikini top, making it drop the floor. He stares at my breasts before cupping them both in his hands. He pinches my nipples enticing a small whine out of me. "Do it again." Rafe orders, his voice in my ear.
"I'd rather die then do anything you tell me to." I say to him, not letting him get the pleasure he wants. He repeats his process but I keep quiet this time.I pull him towards me by the waistband of his shorts before unbuckling them. They drop to the floor, leaving him only in his black boxers. I make no attempt to remove them before I grab his neck and pull him towards me, connecting our lips once again. He trails kisses along my jaw and down my neck, occasionally nipping at the flesh. That's going to leave a mark. He pulls his boxers down when he stops kissing me. I spin is around so he's pinned up against the wall, my hand on the middle of his chest. I slowly drag my hand down along his abs, i trail a line from his abs to his v line. I hear Rafe stifle a groan when my hand finally reaches where he wants it. I sink to my knees, "I thought my dick wasn't going anywhere near your mouth?" He smirks down at me and I clench my teeth. "Careful what you say or I'll chop it off Rafey." I threaten him before licking a stripe up his shaft. He releases a loud groan at my action. Rafe brings one of his hands down to my smooth hair, the other gripping on a shelf. I kiss his top before taking him in my mouth. "Shit." He grunts, throwing his head back against the wall.
I lick and suck on his dick as he pulls my hair. I softly moan while he's in my mouth, causing vibrations throughout his body. "Oh fuck." He groans, holding my hair tighter. His muscles tighten, indicating that he's close to climaxing. "Y/n.." Rafe whimpers, biting his lip. I hum at his sounds, he's actually less annoying like this. My hands grip his thighs as I go harder on him, a pornographic moan slips from his perfect lips. "I'm.. I'm." He stutters and I just nod my head at him.
Shortly after, he releases, exploding in my mouth. I swallow it before standing up, so I can see Rafe's face better. I bring my fingers to the corner of my mouth to scoop up any of his cum that leaked. I place my coated fingers in my mouth and he groans at the sight. I connect our lips together again, they fit together perfectly. Once we break apart I sink back onto the balls of my feet. "I still hate you." I make sure he knows that nothing has changed between us. "You were just less annoying like that. I can handle your groans but not your voice." I pat him on his shoulder before picking up my pink bikini top that was on the floor. I tie it up while Rafe attempts to get his boxers and shorts back on. I open the pantry door and leave him to struggling. I spare him a glance before I go just to see that he's staring at me. Hunger in his eyes. Oh well.
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