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[rafeswag2]

*𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝔂 𝓡𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓢𝓜𝓐𝓤 𝓑𝓪𝓻 𝓓𝓸𝔀𝓷*

𝓡𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓷 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 | 𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚁𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊, 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 “𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎”. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 💕

𝘤/𝘸 - 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘵, 𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘭 (𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨), 𝘴𝘦𝘹 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵!𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘦, 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘷, 𝘙𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 💕

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“Your birthday–”

She bites back a smile, her finger gliding over the screen as she enters the familiar number. She's not at all surprised, given the way he’s looking up at her right now, his eyes brimming with adoration like she’s all he’s ever needed.

“Your password is my birthday?”

“What else would it be?” Rafe asks breathily as the words tumble from his lips fast, without a second thought. His eyes are trained on her bod ft y, taking every curve and inch of bare skin into memory.

She rests the phone on the nightstand, catching both of them in the frame. Watching how his face changes with the realization that she’s filming this, his mind already reels at the thought of watching this back later, getting off on every moment all over again.

“Jesus, baby–” He exhales, rough and raw, as he runs his fingers through his hair, pushing it back with the most beautiful smile on his perfect lips. His lidded eyes flicker from the flashing light back to hers in disbelief. “You sure?” He asks. And he knows she is, but he just wants to hear the words leave her lips.

“I trust you, Rafe–” She whispers, and he melts at her words.

“Best night of my life,” he mumbles, half in disbelief, half in awe, as he leans back, his gaze sweeping over her again, taking her in as he drags his teeth over his bottom lip, his jaw tightening. “Come here, pretty.”

He watches her hands press against his broad chest, holding them firm, rising and falling with his deep breaths. He loosens his hold, giving her back control. Her fingers work slowly, teasing him as she pops each button open one by one.

Her fingers trace over the deep ridges of his stomach. His muscles tense under her touch, abs flexing slightly as she drags them even further, curling her fingers under his belt. And then, he loses all patience.

With a low growl, he shrugs off his shirt in one fluid motion, tossing it, leaving his tanned, sculpted body on full display. “I missed you—” Her sweet words get caught in a gasp as he lifts her off her feet, his strong arms wrapping around her, pulling her into him.

“Fuck, I love that sound,” he murmurs, smiling against her mouth, his voice husky as he kisses her hungrily, pressing his lips against her cheek, down the column of her neck before he’s burying himself in it for a moment. “I missed you too, baby…”

He tosses her onto the bed; her body bouncing on the mattress as another gasp leaves her lips. His light eyes are dark, filled with hunger, as he reaches for his belt, yanking it open in one smooth motion.

He pulls his slacks down his thighs, thudding to the floor, leaving his strong body in nothing but tight white boxers—clinging to his skin—the fabric strained from his rock-hard cock pressing painfully against it.

Her fingers trace along her chest as her back arches off the bed, giving her enough space to unclasp her bra. She lowers the straps as her eyes lay locked on his, teasing him shamelessly as she slows down her pace.

“Don’t start,” he warns playfully, voice thick with need as he moves on the bed until he’s hovering over the top of her, his gold chain dangling off his neck, grazing her bare skin.

She flicks it to the side, making his breath hitch as his eyes devour, a deep groan rumbling in his chest. “How are you mine?” He mumbles just under his breath as he wets his lips, lowering himself to press her into the mattress.

He pins her down, pressing his lips to hers, all control slipping away. His fingers trace over her skin, ghosting through every dip, watching goosebumps spread across it as she reacts to his touch.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby,” he praises, his voice thick with desire.

“So are you,” she whispers. “Tell me you miss me…”

“You know I did—” His lips curve into a slight smirk as he lowers his lips to brush over the top of hers. “I missed you so much. Couldn’t focus on anything else. Every free moment—even the moments I didn’t have I didn’t have to spare, I spent thinkin’ about you.”

She looks up at him, eyes shining. “Me too.”

His fingers squeeze her hip with a possessive grip. “Good fuckin’ girl,” he mutters.

His eyes shift to his phone as he sees it in his peripheral vision, and his breath catches in his chest.

“Can’t believe you’re lettin’ me record this, princess.”

“I’m leaving… I thought I’d leave you with something—”

“So thoughtful,” he whispers as his fingers loop around her panties, pulling them down her legs. The chills of her wetness against the cool breeze of the ceiling fan makes her gasp and whimper as he rises up on his knees, guiding her hands to his body.

Her slight fingers trace the curve of his long, thick dick, following it to the tip, wetting the white fabric of his boxers with precum.

She circles her finger over the top of it, making him groan and hum for more as she brings it to her lips, sucking down.

“I want you in my mouth,” she breathes, the corners of her lips curling into a smirk as her hands meet his body again, tugging down his boxers, releasing his aching cock.

Without warning, Rafe rolls her on top, her hands flying down to press against his chest, eyes wide. She giggles, missing his heavy hand and his ability to control the situation with ease; the man, more than willing to give away power if it means getting teased by her.

“Fuck, you look so good on top of me, princess,” he groans as his palms clap against her ass cheeks, squeezing and pulling, guiding her to rock her soaked pussy against his length.

His heart races under her palm as he looks up at her, then the space between them, his plump bottom lip tucked between his teeth.

He huffs, his words fading to a deep moan as she moves her hand between her thighs, wrapping her fingers around his dick, tilting her body even closer.

She breathes against his mouth as she strokes his long length, nice and slow. "Do you know how many nights I’ve dreamed about you?" His eyes roll back at her words. A deep, gravelly moan thundering in his throat as she kisses along his jawline.

“Every night is wishful thinking,” he drawls as his head falls back onto the pillow, giving her access to his skin, your lips taking purchase of his neck, kissing lower and lower, his muscles tightening under her soft touches.

“Every. Fucking. Night,” she whispers between gentle kisses as she kisses down Rafe’s stomach.

“Holy shit—” He huffs at her words and the feeling of the tip of her warm tongue tracing his deep v-lines as she works between his thighs.

She wraps her fingers around his cock, holding him straight, licking along the side of his length, making him moan needily.

Her tongue travels across his hard skin, exploring every inch, taunting him some more. He grips her hair suddenly, pulling you back, making her gasp, goosebumps fanning across his thick thighs. She flicks her eyes at him, catching his rapid breathing.

“Stop teasin’ me, princess. I can’t take it,” he whispers.

“You’re taking it just fine, Rafe,” she whispers before she runs a line of spit down his cock, making his dick throb as it rolls down slowly. She gives him a cheeky smile as she strokes him in her fist.

“Oh, sweetheart, you’re gonna be a brat now? That's cute. Keep goin’…” His voice comes out hoarse and taunting, but the sparkle in his eyes makes her heart trip.

“Pretty tough for someone begging for me, baby. What are you gonna do if I don’t?”

He laughs as he reaches forward, catching her cheeks in a single hand, squeezing just hard enough to pop open her lips.

“We both know I can take what I want, princess. But you’re gonna give it to me, aren’t you?” He asks sweetly.

She nods submissively, making him smile as she gives him a mumbled ‘yes’.

“Atta, baby. How about that mouth, huh?” He groans as she tap his fat tip against her tongue. “Just a pretty little slut for me,” he mumbles as a little trail of precum rolls down the side of his heavy cock, making her mouth water.

She traces his vein, making him shudder out a breath as she kisses and sucks on his head sloppily.

She rub his tip against her pillowy lips; his swollen head sheened with spit as his lashes flutter. Rafe rests his big hands on the top of her head, scratching his rough fingertips in her hair, causing her eyes to flutter shut.

She takes his cue, taking him inch by inch. "Yeah, baby. Just like that," he groans.

Rafe guides her, stroking his cock with her mouth, pitching his hips, driving his tip to the back of her throat, making her gag.

She sucks in her cheeks, keeping her lips tight around his thick cock, feeling a slight ache in her jaw as she bobs up and down.

He throws his head back onto the pillow, quickly returning his eyes to her, not wanting to miss a second. She adds her hand, working him closer and closer to his peak.

Her wrist moves in tandem with her mouth, laboring messily, thoroughly coating his cock with her saliva, slurping and squelching, making his toes curl with each stroke of her fist.

His big body trembles as praise falls from his lips, muttering incoherently between jagged breaths.

Rafe's grip on her hair tightens as a husky moan releases from his lips. She takes him deep into her throat before sucking back to his tip, pulling a pathetic whimper from his mouth as he looks back at her, watching as fat tears roll down her cheeks.

Rafe reaches out, brushing them away with his thumb before sucking it clean as she strokes his cock in her hand. "Fuck you look good, princess, Mmm... Gonna cum—Swallow it for me," he pleads as her lips circle him again, spit seeping down to his balls.

Rafe's toned hips jolt upwards, thighs trembling and flexing tightly. "Fuckk, baby," he moans as his sticky load paints the back of her throat.

His eyes pinch shut, cock throbbing on her tongue as she milks out his last bits of pleasure.

She draws her lips off him slowly—Rafe's body melting into the bed. "Co'mere, princess," he whispers drunkenly, sighing as she slinks higher, working toward his lips. "I'm addicted to you," he mumbles between kisses. "My fuckin' girl."

"M'Yours," she whispers, kissing him deeply.

“I’m gonna fill you up… Stuff my cum so deep in this perfect pussy, princess,” he breathes against her mouth.

"I wanna feel you inside me."

“Yeah?”

“Yeah,” she breathes as she cups his cheeks in her hand, brushing her thumb along his bottom lip. “I want to feel you tomorrow. I want you leaking out of me—“

Rafe rolls himself on top. Her lust-laced words do nothing but make his possessiveness worse, the need to mark her running hot in his veins. He crawls to her lips, hard cock dragging against her tummy, smudging precum along her warm skin.

Rafe lays himself down on top of her, pinning her to the mattress. He wraps his hand around her throat, using his hold to pull her to his lips, kissing her roughly.

“Can’t believe you just said that shit… Gonna be thinking about that when I'm fisting my dick, just dreaming it’s you, while I watch this tape—You hear how perfect you are for me?” He praises against her lips as he swirls his tip around her drooling hole, pressing in just enough to make her mouth fall in a soft "o," moaning into his mouth at the stretch.

"So fuckin’ soaked for me," he mutters, thrusting into her roughly, giving her all of him, making her scream his name.

“Rafe, fuck—”

He grips her thighs, slinging them over his big shoulders. Her eyes widen as his large cock stretches her out. Rafe presses his full weight into her, making her trembling hands claw for his hips.

"So deep," she whimpers.

"I'm so fuckin’ deep… Too much?”

She bites down on her bottom lip, shaking her head. 'No’.

"So damn tight. Mmpfh - Shit. This pussy, princess." Rafe starts to move, rolling and snapping his hips into her at the perfect pace. Her lashes beat shut as she toes the line between pleasure and pain, the knot in her belly threatening to break.

His large hand rests on her lower stomach, making her eyes snap down, following his touch, the tip of his big cock making a slight bulge in her tummy.

He pushes down a little more, making her eyes cross and roll back at the feeling. The slick sound of her pussy fills the room. His skin plops against hers with each slam of his toned hips.

He drops her legs from his shoulders, taking a bruising grip on her hips, fucking into her rough and fast, causing the headboard to thud against the wall with each thrust.

She grabs his wrists from her hips, dragging them up her body, resting on her tits, urging him to squeeze. He smiles as the rough pads of his thumbs brush over her nipples—that soft touch contrasting his punishing pace below.

Her rapid pulse raps against his palm, the metal of his rings chilling her dewy skin.

His hand drifts higher like before, finding its way around her throat. “Tighter," she pants. He laughs wickedly, applying further pressure, making her eyes fall closed, breasts bouncing with each thrust.

“Eyes on me, pretty. C’mon,” he coos. “Where’s my girl, huh?”

Her eyes lift open, fingers twisting in the sheets as she feels her pleasure about to burn through her.

“There she is—Come on, baby… Stop holdin’ back on me, yeah? I know you wanna cum around my dick—”

“Fuckk!" She sobs as her climax claims her body; Rafe continues to rail her through it, not letting up but speeding up, adding his fingers, making her pussy gush, the sensation sending him over the edge.

“That’s it… Fuckk," he groans, hips pumping one last time, filling her full. His head tosses back to the ceiling in exhaustion, cock throbbing inside her as he comes back down.

She reaches up for him, grabbing his arm to pull him in, then the back of his neck, pressing her lips against his as his heart bangs against hers.

She takes a deep, satisfied breath as her body trembles—cheeks wet with tears of pleasure and emotion.

“I love you, Rafe.”

“I love you too, princess.”

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