His perfect little arm candy who he plans on making his perfect trophy wife.

His sex kitten who struts around in sleazy stilettos, figure defining outfits and dresses. Skirts so short that she doesn’t even need to bend over for her ass to hang out with nothing but a flimsy piece of fabric wedged up her pert ass. Sheer tops and pieces of string that barely contain her beautiful breast, pert nipples and well-shaped figure. The type of clothing meant to embrace the gorgeous curves gifted to her.

Rafe constantly thanks whatever higher power carved her and sent her his way.

His flawless baby..

Wrapped up in all that with a stunning face, pouty lips slathered in glittery gloss and dewey come-hither eyes accentuated by perfectly done false lashes.

Fuck, does Rafe love when he walks around with her strapped by his side. Large bruised hand constantly groping her ass, or thigh, or slipping up her top as he pinched her nipple and laughed into her hair when she lets out a sexy whine with pouty lips. His friends and island-goers not knowing whether to look away or watch the show whenever Rafe felt like groping up his girl in public.

And it was quite often. Shamelessly.

Pride filling him when men and women can’t take their eyes off of her and fall to the way her perfect ass hangs out her dresses and skirts or is firmly accentuated by second skin body suits and jumpers. Or the way their eyes never fail to land on her chest as her pert nipples poke through thin cotton sundresses that stick to her damp glowy-skin in the summer heat or sheer tops that leave nothing to the imagination but a need for desire in their minds. Or the outliers who look at her like she’s a jezebel.

And does Rafe absolutely love it…

When his family throws a massive barbecue and his perfect temptation of a girlfriend is leaping around in her little turquoise micro-bikini and white cover-up wrapped around her perky, well rounded ass. Bottoms so far wedged up barely covering the sinful treat between her smooth thighs and top so tiny the sides of her tits were spilling out mouthwateringly with every cheery bounce as sexy giggles spilled from her sinful lips.

Her perfect face shaded by a huge white beach hat to match her impractical cover-up. Her little wedge sandals clacking as she runs around and talks to everyone.

That’s the thing Rafe loves about his girl the most.

Her sparkling personality and alluring finesse for speaking that leaves any one who talks to her nodding their head dumbly and looking at her with stars in their eyes. Her aptitude for flirting and capturing a crowds attention at the first syllable that drips from her perfect glossy lips.

So yeah, safe to say that Rafe has a nasty fixation on the way his captivating girlfriend draws attention at every corner she turns. A sexy little oblivious smile on her face as she walks through the world like she doesn’t know the way she leaves jaws hanging and heads whipping around.

Rafe doesn’t blame them, he doesn’t think he could have looked away from her if he tried the first time he laid his crazed-eyes upon her with an immediate claim and turning of cogs in his head on how exactly he was going to make that sexy little fairy who sparkled him in her magic the first night they met, his.

Cause he knows at the end of the day he’s the one who holds her hips down and knees to her chest as his hips beat into her with unadulterated passion. Leaving a creamy ring of their love wrapped around the base of his cock and dripping down between her cute ass and winking hole onto their egyptian cotton sheets.

He’s the one who caresses her soft cheek with infatuation and undivided attention as she presses cute kisses across his swollen, leaking tip. Hisses of praise and ‘put it in your mouth, don’t play with me. Been wanting that mouth wrapped around me all damn day.’ Falling from his swollen lips as his hips buck up. Her watery flirty eyes gleaming at him mischievously as she giggles and then presses her perfect nails into his abdomen before dragging them up with nasty red lines to flick his nipple with a bratty, ‘I’ll do whatever I want,” and bite to his thigh that makes him hiss, twitch and let out a shaky breathe.

And he’s definitely the one who bends her in front of the mirror in the men’s restroom at the Island Club with the door barely locked. Large hand gripping her scalp as his other hand presses the back of her knee into the counter and his hips smack into her ass loudly with wet ‘plaps’ of their arousal stringing them together every time he pulls away. Her gorgeous eyes rolling back and perfectly done makeup now a sweaty mess and rolling down the sides, plump swollen lips bitten and bruised from his need to devour her at any given moment and drool hanging from from the corner as pathetic mewls and cries fall from the brutal beating on her dripping pussy.

Her red-bottom mule stiletto barely hanging onto her cute foot as her other heel clacked on the floor with her pathetic, shaky efforts to hold herself up with the other leg, skirt pushed around her waist. Skin damp along with Rafe’s as she tries her very best to focus on him through teary love-filled eyes. Her sexy, hectic man holding his shirt between his teeth with a snarl and his strong abdomen clenching harshly with every pound as he gives out harsh claiming grunts from his exertion. Stringy curtain bangs sticking to his damp forehead as sweat drops down the side of his flushed sun-kissed face. But she can’t help the way her eyes keep rolling into the back of her head, as her lashes flutter from the snapping of his hips.

When his eyes snap up from watching the way her red, bruised ass jiggled sensually with each snap of his hips and watched the way their love kept them together in a sinful display of their mixed arousal. His lips dropped his baggy cotton button up and he takes the hand from the back her knee and wraps it harshly around her throat. A snarl forming on his face once more as he forces her to look at him with the rough grip on her scalp and a gruff…

“Look at me,” falling from his equally red, wet and swollen lips. Saying it even harsher when she failed to do so from the way he was fucking every single sense and thought out of her but him.

A mocking smile and, “there she is, there’s my stupid lil’ show off. Yeah yeah,” he shushes her whines mockingly when she listens to him the second time and forces her dumb brain to make herself look at him. “You knew what the hell you were doing out there. So shut the fuck up and take it, before you piss me off.” He spits out with a nasty tone and no room for arguments.

His hand leaving her throat to smack her damp once meticulously dazzling cheek before her gripped both of them in his fingers when she let out a bratty whine. “Na, don’t act dumb baby, know you like it. The way everyone looks at you, the way they want you.” A hiss falling from his lips as she clenches around him confirming his statement before a cocky chuckle follows right after. Nodding mockingly with a coo as he pulled her head more back and hushed her whines before meeting his lips with hers. His hips speeding up impossibly harder and claiming and definitely loud enough to be heard outside by anyone passing by.

Probably even all the way down to the main hall.

And when Rafe lets go of her swollen lips as he breathes into her mouth and she whines into his, their equally watery and passionate, love-filled eyes looking into one another when he pulls his head slightly back, all he says is..

“Fuck,” he spits out with a grit before continuing, “you’re lucky I like the way they look at you too. Now take that shit,” His words almost menacingly threatful as his hips and grip gain a new life force. Her body completely his and their mixed arousal starting to drip onto the floor as she produces even more slick. The loudest whine and mewl leaving her lips so far and when Rafe bends his head a little more to look down at her. Proud of the way she looks so pathetic under his whim as a hung smirk finds its way onto his handsome face he tells her with a demanding softness..