Liv's PoV
I walk faster, ahead of all my family and our so called 'friends'.
I wanted to be back in that beach house, away from what just happened back there.
Away from Rafe hands, away from Grayson's judgy eyes and the rest of the insufferable falseness of it all.
As soon as I get in I go to my room. Trying to calm my temper that of late was starting to control me.
I take some deep breaths, sitting on my bed. Hands in my lap. I can't let that control me. Not like I did in the past. It never ended well.
My mouth hung open as if a light bulb had been switched on.
Rafe-
I quickly rush to his room, he'd played me like a fool.
Annoy me. Get me to leave him alone so he can do what he wants. Without my eyes.
I push open the door, not seeing him but hearing the shower on. Seeing the steam coming from the open door.
My jaw tenses. I'll wait.
He wasn't going to get what he wants. I wasn't going to let him kill Dylan. As much as the little bitch deserves for his heart to be ripped out through his spine and fed back to him. I wasn't going to let Rafe do it and get me in trouble.
Or owe him more. In his eyes.
I hear the shower switch off, Rafe soon follows, walking out with a towel just covering his V- line that was so close to his dick-
"Gracing me with your company yet again?" He hadn't even spotted me, looked at me yet he knew I was here.
Stood in front of his door, arms crossed and sour faced.
"Thought you would've left" my voice was uninterested as I held my head higher to give him privacy.
Looking at the celling.
"Left?" He chuckled to himself generally, I didn't know what he found so funny.
He turned to look at me but I wouldn't meet his eyes, not until he was dressed.
I hear him open a draw, getting out some bottoms for himself. When I sensed he was covered I looked down meeting his gaze.
"What a pretty dress" his eyes scanned over me slowly.
"Thank-" I was simply trying to be polite before I tell him that he has to stay here on a lead like a dog or I'll actually kill him but he didn't seem to care for politeness as he interrupts me.
"Take it off" I watch as he sits on the bed, man spreading as his eyes never left mjne.
"No." I actually laugh at the request. After how he acted tonight he'd be lucky if I opened the door for him let alone my legs.
"Why? Don't want to keep me occupied by sitting on my face? Now that would definitely keep me here wouldn't it?" He leaned forward, he knew what to say and where to push to get me frustrated.
I wasn't my best when I was frustrated. I would get distracted, angry and low in patience. He knew this. Yet he loved to prod until I explode.
"What the hell was that tonight?" My eyes narrow towards him in disgust, my arms crossed firmly over my chest.
"I have no idea what you mean" he sighs so innocently, like he was merrily a bystander. A watcher. Not that he had control over what he says or does.
"Yes you do. You got jealous didn't you?" My face lights up as I speak, seeing him grow slightly uncomfortable.
"Jealous? Of what?" his voice snapped, giving himself away instantly.
"You tell me. Your the one who slid you hand up my dress the second Gray-" before I could even finish my sentence, he'd jumped up caging me between the door and his body.
"If you even suggest that I'm jealous of him. I'll throw you on that bed and make you cry. Just to show you that there is absolutely nothing that could make me feel any less of any man" his voice was rushed, his annoyance growing as my smirk gets bigger.
"Well. Your right about that. You and Grayson can't be compared. You couldn't do what he could" my head tilts as I speak.
Rafe seemed to grow slightly confused at what I was saying "and what couldn't I do?" I could feel his breath on my face. I tried to not look away, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of making me nervous.
"Be gentle" my breathing was low as my eyes flared into his.
He let out a small laugh "gentle? You want me to be gentle? No- you don't like gentle do you?" He dipped his head so his lips lined up with my pulse on my neck.
"You don't know what I like. You never asked" I turned my head to the side, not giving him access to my neck.
He was taken back slightly "I'm asking now" his brows raised slowly.
That's when I knew I'd trapped him.
He's fallen into my little game.
I knew if he wanted to leave he could. He push me out the way or tie me up until he got back.
I wouldn't- couldn't stop him if I actually needed too.
But I also knew that comparing Rafe to someone who clearly has a thing for me, telling him that Grayson was something Rafe wasn't. Would get Rafe distracted.
Rafe is- after all a man. One who thinks he's the only man.
"You did what you did tonight to show Grayson that he couldn't have me, Isn't that right?" I lowed my head so we could be eye level, he seemed to dipping his head low for whatever reason. Like he's ashamed.
"I liked the look on his face when he knew that I'd had you" Rafe's voice was rough, he bites on his cheek before standing taller once again.
Making me look up at him instead of down.
"You used me" I shook my head as I said it. He was an asshole.
"No- I would never" it was my turn to not be polite this time.
"Yes. You would. You did. You must be getting yourself confused with Grayson" that's when I pushed him away from with full force.
I watch as he stumbles back, a look of rage and confusion appears on his face. Like I'd stuck a knife into his back and twisted it.
"Your right. I'm nothing like him. I'd kill for you. I have killed for you. Can he say the same?" He stepped forward again.
"He doesn't have to kill people to have me" that's when he finally snapped, pushing me against the door this time, not hard enough to hurt me but I could see he was getting frustrated.
"What do you want? Tell me what you want and I'll give it to you" he pushed off the door, letting me have my space again.
I watch as he paces.
"I want you to admit that you were jealous of Grayson tonight" to be honest I was getting to much of a thrill out of tormenting Rafe then I should.
Rafe's jaw clenched so hard I thought it might break.
His whole body tensed. He stopped pacing, sucking on his teeth as he finally looked at me.
"Fine. I was jealous. I don't want to hear about you having a 'fake marriage' 'fake children' or that you'd be a pretty bride. Not if it's with him. I don't want you to indulge him by laughing at the jokes that are clearly not jokes but pleads for your attention. I don't want to hear his smug parents giving you there blessing for you to be with him, especially when he couldn't give you what you need" as he spoke he got closer again.
Cornering me once again, he got so close until his breath fanned my face once again.
"Maybe he'll give you what you need but he certainly can't give you what you want" my heart started to beat so fast I could barely think straight.
"I want you to apologise to me for using me as a porn against Grayson because of your petty jealousy's" I wasn't backing down until I got a 'sorry' from Rafe.
I feel Rafe's fists clench beside my head as he leaned forward against the door more.
There was a long pause, I thought maybe he wouldn't say it.
Couldn't.
"Olivia. Im sorry for using you because I was jealous." He rested his head against my shoulder, he was being rather soft. Like he wanted me to cradle him. Strange.
"Thank you for apologising" I grab his face, making him step back from me.
"You have two options" now was for my actual plan. One he couldn't refuse if I was correct.
"One. Go- kill Dylan. But when you return I won't be here. Or two. Have me now" I undo the back of my dress making it loosen.
Men are easily manipulated by sex. Women.
"He needs to die" he whispered, his breathing increasing as he stared at me.
"Your right- he deserves for his little cock to be cut off and fed back to him. But I've just given you your options. Now decide so I can either leave and get Grayson to do what I need or let you give me what I want" I was so hoping this would work, otherwise I wasn't sure what would.
"Take your dress off before I rip it off" I do as he says. Letting it drop to the floor.
He chuckles at me "no bra or panties? Bad girl" he tuts, shaking his head as his tongue dips out to wet his lower lip.
I took my panties off when I got home- to be honest the thong was annoying me.
That's when he grabs me, pulling me toward the bed as he makes me sit on his lap. Naked.
"Your a sneaky little thing" he whispered, biting softly into my shoulder.
"Makes me harder" he groans as I shift on his lap, trying to see how I should sit.
"But can't be letting you have all the power now can we?" His hand snaked behind me to hold my back and the other traveled down between my legs.
"Please-" I was breathless and he hadn't even properly touched me yet.
"Ride my thigh until you cum" that's when he withdrew his touch.
Leant my back on his hands.
"What?" That's when he guides me to grind against his leg. My chests grow red and I feel like I should've just let him kill Dylan.
"That's it" he watches with amusement as I can't help the little sighs and whimpers that leave my lips.
"Look at you- making such a mess" he made me look down at his Grey sweat pants he had on. My juices covering them, making it damp.
I grind harder against his thigh, just wanting to cum.
Even if he wasn't gunna touch me.
I push him down so he's led flat as I continue what I'm doing, my hands gripping his chest.
"Your doing so well" his hand rubs up and down my leg softly although I didn't need that to get off.
That's when he lips his fingers between my legs, flicking at my clit as I guide my hips into his thigh more but now his hand.
"Fuck-" I buck my hips, wanting him to desperately touch me more.
"Now- I'm asking. What do you want? Gentle?" Using my own words against me. Bastard. He clearly took that personally.
"No- make me cum" he flips me over pretty quickly, looking me up and down once.
"You want gentle? I'll give you gentle" he pushes open my legs, kissing the marks on my thighs.
I swallow slightly- suddenly I was back there. With Dylan.
"Wait" he stopped instantly, looking at me but I shake my head.
Pulling him up to kiss me.
"Just fuck me" a tear escaped my eyes but he noticed.
"We don't have to" he told me, wiping the stray tear that rolled down my cheek.
"Gentle. I want gentle this time" my eyes flutter a little waiting for him to reject me or worse Take what he wants and how he wants it.
"Ok-" he nodded, his brows frowned. He looked like he understood.
I watch as he pushes down his bottoms before kissing me gently.
"It's okay. Relax" he whispered against my neck as he kissed it, not sucking or biting it. Just delicate pecks along my jawline and pulse.
I feel his hands push my legs apart before he strokes my face "you ready?" His voice was desperate almost. I nod quickly, he didn't waste any time pushing into me with a small thrust of his hips.
He stopped for a moment, I watched as his face consorts in pleasure.
"So- pretty" he whimpers slightly as I push my hips into him, wanting him to move.
"Please- move" my chest heaves a little as he does as he's told, controlled and slow.
My back arched as he held my hips off the bed finding my G-spot at this angle.
"Don't stop-" my hands grab his shoulders. His face drops in the small edge of my neck.
"I won't." He holds himself up now, his hand tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear as he continues.
"You know I'll always protect you" he whispers as his hands hold my hips tighter.
Securely.
"Id kill for you. Die for you. How many can say that?" He flips us over, hugging me as he guides my hips against his.
That's when I feel my stomach tighten "I'm close" I hold onto him tighter as I breathed in his cologne.
He suddenly kisses me, his hands are in my hair, his touch everywhere as I finally let go.
His forehead balances against mine as he thrusts a few more times letting me ride out my climax before he pulls out but keeps me in his lap.
My eyes widen when he starts to palm his own dick, finishing himself off.
His cum lands on the edge of my thighs and bottom of my stomach.
Our breathing syncs as we lean into each other
"I should've been gentle the first time- for that I'm sorry" his voice was just as gentle as his touch.
I could tell he meant what he was saying.
He wipes his cum off me with a top that was under his pillow before caressing my thighs softly with his hands.
"I forgive you" I swallow a little, he wraps the blanket around us.
"Stay tonight? With me" his eyes couldn't stop grazing over mine.
"Ok" I nod slowly as he slide me down beside him. Snuggling into my back, his fingertips dancing along my arm. Drawling patterns against it.