𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢'𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 // 𝐫.𝐜.

• Chapter 3 •

Y/n's POV:
Rafe walks up to the stairs and goes in the bathroom. I decided that I want to go up to my room and call my friends. I walk up the stairs, and when I get to the bathroom door. It's open. That bastard. I am standing there... frozen. I try and move but I can't. I physically can't move. It's like he has me in this.. this trance.

"What's wrong...princess?" He says with that stupid smirk on his face, stepping out of the clear, boxed shower. He walks closer to me, I still can't move.

"I-" I stutter trying to form words.
He walks closer to me, our faces now inches apart. He starts to run his hands up my dress.
"Rafe-" I say as he cuts me off.
"What is it darling? Am I making you nervous?" He asks.

"Rafe, stop." I say.
He continues to run his hands higher and higher, closer and closer to my vulnerable parts. I hate myself for wanting him to continue. I hate myself for feeling the warmth between my legs. I can fucking feel it, and I hate myself for it. He suddenly stops.

"Your gonna regret that y/n." He says stoping, and walking back to the shower. This time he shuts the door. I walk to my room and shut the door. I pick up my phone and immediately call kie. I always tell her when stuff like this happens. She was the first person I told when I lost my virginity.

"He y/n! What's up?" She asks.
"Is anyone around you?" I ask.
"No, I'm in the living room by myself, why?" She asks.
"Rafe and I almost had sex." I say.

"Holy shit y/n! How- what?!" She says.
"Well what happened was, he went upstairs to take a shower, I decided to go to my room and call you guys, but the bathroom door was open and I saw everything." I say.

"Then what?" She asks.
"Well I couldn't really move, much less form words. So I just stood there. Then he started running his hands up my legs and then I was finally able to say stop." I say.
"Woah." She says.
"I know right." I say.
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Kie and I were talking for a bit, the John b, JJ and Pope walk in the living room.
"Hey is that y/n?" JJ asks.
"Why yes, yes it is me." I say chuckling.
"Hey y/n." Pope says.
"Hey Pope ." I say.
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We all talk for a while and then I hang up, because I was thirsty and had to go get some water. I walk downstairs, and meet eyes with Rafe. He is only in a towel, and his hair is wet. I walk to the fridge to grab a water. It's very awkward.

"What are you doing?" He asks.
"Showering, what does it look like I'm doing Rafe." I say sarcastically.
"Don't give me attitude." He says.
"Or what?" I ask

He smirks and looks me in the eye.
"Or I'll have to punish you." He says.
"Ha!" I say walking up the stairs back to my room.
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It is the next morning, and I walk downstairs. I don't see Rafe anywhere. I then look outside and see Rafe eating out on the back porch. I decide that I'm gonna go upstairs and change into a bikini. It's a nice day and I'm gonna take advantage of that.
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Rafes POV:
I am outside eating breakfast on the back porch, then all the sudden y/n comes walking out here in a hot pink bikini. she look so hot. She gets to the water and dives in.
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Y/n's POV:
I get out to the water and dive in. When I come out of the water, I just stand there watching the waves. All the sudden I feel hand wrap around my waist.

"Rafe, what the hell are you doing?" I ask.
"What do you mean?" He asks.
I step away.

"Rafe why are we here?" I ask.
He sighs.
"Do you really wanna know?" He asks.
"Yes." I say looking him in the eyes.
"My dad thinks it's time for me to settle down and find someone." He says.

"So your saying that your dad is paying my dad for us to fall in love?" I ask.
"Basically." He says.

I scoff and start to get out of the water. Rafe grabs my wrist.
"Rafe let go of me!" I shout.
He then kisses me.

"Rafe what the hell!" I yell.
"Is it really so bad?" He asks.
He then tries to kiss me again but I manage to pull away.

I then get out of the water and run inside. I run up the stairs and go to my room.
"What the hell just happened?" I ask myself.
I then hear a knock on my door.
"What." I say.
"Can we please talk?" He asks.

"Talk." I say.
"I meant face to face, smart ass." He says.
"This is as good as it's gonna get. You can talk to me here." I say.
It's quiet for a minute, then he sighs.
"Look I'm sorry." He says.
"Rafe what is wrong with you? Why are you being nice?" I ask.
"Because I was told to be." He says.

"Oh so that's the only reason?" I ask.
"Jesus y/n why can't you just stop being such a fucking brat!" He asks.
"I'm being a brat? No-" I get cut off.
"Yes you are being a brat, I'm trying to have a real conversation with you, and you can't even look at me!" He yells.
"No-" I say, getting cut off, once again.
"You just can't do the hard thing can you?!" He yells.

It goes quiet for a second. I open the door and look at him in the eyes. All of the sudden his lips smash onto mine. This time I don't stop it.
"I still hate you." I say.
"Nobody ever said you stopped." Rafe states.
We then continue to kiss.

The kiss begins to heat up. Before I knew it we were inside of my room, and he was taking my clothes off while I was taking his off. How did this happen. How could I let this happen. We are now completely naked and he lays me on the bed.

"Are you ready?" He asks.
Rafe Cameron... asking for permission.... What's wrong with him? I shake my head yes, and then, he shoves himself into me.
"Fuck y/n." Rafe says.
I let out a moan. He then beings to thrust into me even harder. I become a moaning mess.

I feel so close to my sweet release. He starts pounding... hard.
"Rafe... I'm so close." I whisper in his ear.
"Then cum for me princess." He says.
He thrusts into me a few more times and I cum. Then he does.