brushed my wet hair. The cold sensation of the floor made me shiver as my feet hit the floor. Once I was done I walked out of the bathroom and into me and Rafes bedroom. I sat down on our messy unmade bed. As I adjusted my hair I looked to the right and see clean clothes of mine folded on the bed. I smiles knowing it was Rafe. He may have problems but he shares his love another ways. Through physical touch and gifts. He needs a lot of affection and affermation after what has delt with and I don't mind that one bit.
Rafe and I just started to date and it's been a year. Even though it's not that long, I have learned a lot from him. Knows he loves to impress his father and show that he's trustworthy. He also goes out of his way to protect his family, friends, and even me. He would go to Hell and back for me if he could. He was truly something else.
I look up as Rafe walks through the door. His hair was messy and his eyes where droopy. He was having a hard time with Sarah, his sister, about her being on enemy lines. He was stressed out about finding this treasure and it was even harder when his sister was against him.
He slowly walked over to me and sat behind me. He took my brush off the side table and started to brush my hair. He was cute when he wanted to be. He loved doing acts of service to help himself. The brisles of the hair brush brushed down my back. The towel I had on was tightly wrapped around my chest, hiding every part of me that I knew he wanted.
His soft but rough hands peel a piece of hair out of my face and behind my ear as he continued to brush. I still get the tingles when he touches me. It makes me feel like he's doing it for the first time. Makes me realize how much I love him. I couldn't help but turn around while he was mid brushing. We stare at each other as he leaned in. His wet lips met my soft ones.
He towers over me as he lays be down in the bed. Kissing me down my neck and holding me close. His lips on mine made me feel like I would never experience this with anyone else. His warm breath heaved down my neck as he slowly kisses it. Teasing me was his favorite. I couldn't help but whine as I craved his touch. Even if it was just a hug, I wanted to be closer to him. Like I wasn't close enough already.
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Fanfiction[NOT FINISHED] JJ Maybank, Sarah Cameron, Rafe Cameron, John B., Topper, Kiara Carrera, Pope, Wheezie Cameron, Ward Cameron, Barry, Cleo, Sheriff Perterkin, Big John, Carla Limbrey, Deputy Shoupe, Rose Cameron, Hayward, Mike Carrera, and Anna Carrer...
