Delicate

chapter fourteen**

SO IT GOES - TAYLOR SWIFT

I bolt awake at 5 am when I hear Wheezie scream "Oh my gosh it's Christmas!" from across the hall. "Shit Rafe! We have to get me out of here!", he just groans in response. "Who gives a fuck about Wheez being awake?" he mumbles, pulling me close again and burying his head in my chest. "She's with Sarah and I was supposed to sleep with them not you" "Oh shit! Okay I'll go distract them you sneak into your room and act like Wheezie was stealing all the room on the air mattress so you went in your own bed". I nod my head and tiptoe across the hallway to my room.

 "Wheezie what the fuck!" I hear Rafe yell. "It's 5 o'clock in the morning!" "Aw did she disturb someone's beauty rest?" I say, walking into the doorway from my room next door. Sarah and Wheezie are cracking up, and don't notice Rafe whisper in my ear. "Not everyone can look effortless like you Princess. Some of us do need our 'beauty rest'". "Wheez 5 am is kinda early," Sarah says yawning. "You know Dad doesn't let us go downstairs 'til 8". "Why don't we go down to the dock?" I ask. "Great idea Princess" Rafe says winking at me. "I'm down," Sarah says, "Only if we have cocoa!" Wheezie chimes in. "Okay I'll go down to the kitchen, Rafe you get blankets, and Ella and Wheezie y'all go ahead and go out there" Sarah orders. "Sarah you are the worst cook ever. How about me and Ella are on cocoa duty and you get the blankets?" "Fine," she says pouting. "I'm really not that bad! You just caught me on a bad day!" "Is every day a bad day?" Wheezie asks laughing. "Shut up loser," she says ruffling her hair. 

Me and Rafe are downstairs in the kitchen while Sarah and Wheezie are all the way on the dock, and Ward and Rose are dead to the world. I'm so tempted to just grab him, kiss him, and never stop. To always have him, to be his, my lips on his lips, his arms around me, our bodies never separating. 

I work on making homemade cocoa while Rafe just leans up against the counter watching me. "Rafe I think I need some help," I say smirking. "Oh yeah? Whatcha need Princess?" he says returning my flirty energy. "I need a taste tester for this". "Oh really?" his eyebrows raise and his smirk widens. "Mhm. Here come try this". I take a big sip of cocoa and then swallow it. "he grabs me and nails my lips on his. "Tastes so good baby" he mumbles as he moves his mouth down my neck and chest. "Rafe please" I pant. "I can't have any more visible hickeys, people are getting suspicious". "How about non-visible hickeys?" he asks, eyeing my stomach. "It's December, no one's gonna suspect anything if you don't wear a crop top for a while". His malicious smile is literally irresistible, how can I say no? "Okay but we have to be quick" I tell him. "Says little miss cums as soon as I put my dick in" he sasses. 

Instead of fighting him, I just grab the collar of his shirt and pull him in for another kiss. He pins me up against the fridge and kisses me like I'm something he's been craving for months. This is the most passionate kiss I've ever experienced, and I don't ever want it to stop. He slides my pajama pants down my thighs and then does the same for himself. "I mean it this time Princess you have to be quiet," he says smirking. "If you want me to shut up, you're gonna have to shut me up," I say pulling him back in for another kiss. 

He grabs my waist and slides my pajama pants down my legs, so I do the same for him. He begins to grind on me, causing my underwear to soak. We're so close together that it feels as though we truly are glued into one person. Our connection is stronger than any connection I've ever had with anyone, and I just want to be on him, with him, 24/7. He puts his cock into me and begins to thrust. He sees my face tighten and places his hand over my mouth. "Just precautionary," he says winking, which makes me roll my eyes.

His thrusts get faster and harder, and I'm worried the sound of banging on the fridge will wake up Rose and Ward. I pull Rafe's hair and am biting/kissing so hard into his neck to restrain myself from making any noise. It's crazy how we can go from innocently laying next to each other to railing each other like our lives depend on it in such a short time span.