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rafe f ing his daughters best friend in the middle of the night against a wall when she just wanted to get a glass of water

She doesnt want it but it feels sooo good

S cking on her tits and filling her up

Quiet Sweetheart

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You pad your feet along the cold tiles. The house is dark and silent. You left your best friend sound asleep in her bed to come downstairs for a drink, unable to sleep from the thirst. The kitchen is dark with only the moonlight shining through the window to give you a path towards the fridge.

You pour yourself the ice cold beverage and gulp down the liquids, feeling refreshed and ready to pad back upstairs when a figure startles you. You’re back hitting the wall and you silently gasp but then feel relief when your best friend’s dad, rafe, enters the kitchen. His tall figure coming into light. Hes shirtless, his sweatpants hanging down on his hips, his abs flexing as he walks towards you. Eyes on you as he reaches with one hand for the fridge handle, pulling it open. The light illuminates your figure more. The skimpy white tank and short sleeping shorts leaving you feeling exposed and vulnerable. Rafes eyes trail down your chest, where your nipples poke at the fabric, and down to your thighs that are squeezed into the shorts.

“It’s late” he says turning his head back towards the fridge and pulling out the pitcher of water. “Couldn’t sleep?” He pulls a glass from the cupboard and pours himself some of the liquid. Gulping it down and setting the glass onto the kitchen island. You shake your head, looking down at the tiled floor. “Was just thirsty, is all” you mutter, feeling like you’ve been caught doing something you shouldn’t. Rafe made you feel like that. He’d always be watching you whenever you were over, always stern and authoritative. He would never actually say anything to you, he barely spoke to you. This is the most he’s said to you in all 4 years you’ve been coming over.

Rafe is the most feared man on the island. After his father’s death he took for the family business and turned it into an empire. People cowered in front of him. He intimidated you, you dont know why you allowed him to make you feel this way. He’s never done anything to you. “You don’t have to be scared of me” you were so caught up in your thoughts that you hadnt realized he was so close. “W-what? I’m not, sir” you stuttered on your words. He rolled his eyes, “and you don’t have to call me sir” he stepped closer, caging your body against the wall. You felt like you couldn’t breathe. Not only because his natural scent of Cardamom and Sage enveloped you, but because there was nowhere to go even if you tried to move. “A pretty thing like you..” he cut his sentence short. His fingers moving up to push a strand of hair out of your face. He lifted your chin upward with his thumb and pointer finger so you could look him in the eye. “You know I watch you whenever you’re here.” He continues speaking, not even paying attention to how uncomfortable he’s making you.

“So pretty, sweetheart” his eyes go lower to your chest. Hands moving down to palm your tits through the materiel in the way. You whine, but not in pleasure, more in fear. Fear of not knowing what he’s doing or what he’ll do next. But your to scared to move. Back still firmly against the wall as he lifts the hem of your shirt up and you hear him groan when your plump tits are exposed. “God.” He mutters, “these are.. beautiful” he gropes them in his palm. “How many times I’ve imaged seeing you like this. How many times I’ve touched myself to you” he continues talking but he’s not even talking to you. He’s just thinking out loud. “and now I can have what I’ve always wanted” he reaches for his sweatpants lowering the cloth down and pulling his hardened length out. You gasp and your eyes widen in shock, “Mr. Cameron, I-i don’t think-“ he shushes you, “that’s right, sweetheart. Don’t think” he swiftly turns you around, yanking at your short and panties and spreading your legs wider.

You feel the pressure of his tip push into your hole. The stretch and reality of what’s happening bringing tears to your eyes. “Quiet baby” he chuckles breathlessly “don’t wanna wake anyone up” he snuggles himself fully in you and you whimper. This might be wrong and disgusting, but why does it feel good. He places his palm around your mouth, bringing his lips to your ear and whispering “brace yourself, sweetheart. I’ve dreamt about this for far too long and I won’t be gentle” before pulling back and snapping his hips into you roughly. The tears spill from your eyes. You don’t want this, but you can’t help the way he fills you up, his tip already finding that spot inside you that has your thighs shaking and a sadistic smirk painting Rafes face. Taglist

Summary: you show rafe the little surprise you got just for him, and he can’t get over it

Warnings: smut! smut! smut!

“Rafey.. I have a surprise for you” you whisper into your boyfriend’s ear as he sleeps soundly in your shared bed. “Wake up”

“Mmm, baby? You finally home”

You’re a little tipsy from the night out you had with your girls. “Look, I got this just for you”

Rafes eyes suddenly pop open, wide awake from his sound slumber, “holy shit-“ he groans as he stares at your perfectly supple breasts and down the middle you have his initial R with a heart next to it. His dick immediately standing at attention.

“Do you.. do you like it?” Your suddenly nervous as his expression gives no hope of him liking it but rather of shock. “It was stupid, I- I was a little drunk, and-“

He cuts you off with a kiss, sloppy and filled with utter lust as his tongue speaks to you the words he isn’t able to communicate. “This is the hottest thing you could do. Marking your body as my territory, all mine”

He lifts you onto his lap as his lips attack yours once again, his big hands fall to your hips as he grinds your body’s together. Your tight little club dress riding up your thighs and exposing your pantyless crotch against his hard cock.

You moan into his mouth and he devours it.

Both of you are animalistic as you kiss like your starved. Like you can’t get enough air, mouths open wide and tongues fighting for dominance.

You can’t even pull away as your hands work down his boxers and you grip his cock, rubbing his angry mushroom tip against your sore and needy clit. You whine as you feel an electric shock of pleasure shoot up your spine.

Rafes lips move down your neck and chest, when he gets to the tattoo he kisses it softly and it makes your insides melt. When his lips latch onto your right nipple you push down on his cock and both of you groan from the stretch.

You give yourself a minute before you start rocking, feeling how good he stretches you open the more you push down on him. He continues to suck on your sensitive nipple before moving to the left one and sucking harsher.

You’re bouncing ferociously at this point. The slapping sound of skin filling your room, the slick of both your juices (mostly yours) slipping down your thighs and onto rafe and the bed as it acts as lube.

“Close” you whimper as your legs shake and tremble with pleasure. Rafe grips onto your hips and your palms smack flat against his chest for stability.

He starts thrusting up into you and taking over as you fall against his rock hard body, nuzzling your face into his neck and kissing.

He’s pounding so hard below you that the bed moves and squeaks and the headboard bangs repeatedly against the wall.

All that’s heard is your moans and small squeaks of Rafes and yes’s before you have the most mind blowing orgasm ever.

He doesn’t stop thrusting up into you until his own release hits him and he lets a strings of groans and I love yous fall out into the air.

You feel the warmth immediately, his cum painting your insides white and making you feel warm and fuzzy and safe.

His thrusts slow as he keeps his cock in you and the cum drips out of you and all over him and the bed, but none of you care as both of you doze off into the night. 

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You drove the little golf cart around the entire course, making your usual stops, greeting customers, and taking their drink orders. You flashed your pearly whites and bent over just the right way in that mini skirt, hoping for extra tips. Your last group of players was particularly annoying: Rafe Cameron and his friends Topper and Kelce. The trio were regulars at the club, and you had the displeasure of being their bev girl nearly every time. Rafe, in particular, was an asshole—one of those guys who spends daddy’s money without a care for anyone else’s enjoyment. You’d never admit it, especially to him, but he was as gorgeous as he was insufferable. The other two weren’t as bad as Rafe. They’d throw out comments, but only after Rafe did, almost like they were trying to win his approval.

You drove the little wagon over to their usual spot, offering your greeting with a practiced smile—though this time, you flashed a little less of it, just enough to still earn the tips you desperately needed. As expected, they ordered the usual: two beers and a whiskey for Rafe. You bent down into the cooler to grab the beers, the cool air hitting your face as you heard a whistle from behind you. You turned around, finding Rafe standing there with a golf club positioned behind his neck, his arms gripping the metal ends as his biceps flexed against the fabric of his shirt. The sight made your legs clench involuntarily, and for a split second, you couldn’t help but imagine how effortlessly he could pick you up and toss you around, no problem at all.

He took a step closer, his eyes roaming your body like a man starved. “Lookin’ good, princess,” he murmured, his voice laced with lust. You rolled your eyes, annoyed but not surprised, handing him his drink before turning to walk toward the boys behind him. As you approached them, you handed off their beers, exchanging a polite smile with Topper and Kelce. You could hear them chuckling quietly, no doubt feeding off Rafe’s energy. When you turned back, you found Rafe leaning casually against your cart, his smile almost charming for a moment. His eyes lit up when he spotted you, a glint of amusement in them. You couldn’t help but feel a slight flutter in your chest, but then you remembered exactly who you were dealing with. With a sigh, you walked back to the cart, preparing to take off. “That’s right, keep walking, princess,” Rafe called out, his tone cocky, but his eyes following closely. You didn’t respond, hopping into the seat and starting the engine, ready to leave the group behind. But then, just as you were about to pull away, you heard him again, “when are you gonna let me taste that pussy of yours, y/n?” The words hit you like a punch to the gut, and before you could fully process them, you felt the warmth of his breath on your neck your head felt dizzy as you realized how close he was, his voice low and taunting, practically breathing down your neck as he leaned over the cart. His lips brushed against the shell of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. The scent of his cologne, that signature mix of sandalwood and whiskey, flooded your space, making it hard to think straight. You didn’t even know how to respond, your body tensing as you fought to regain your composure.

“Gonna let me do it right now?” Rafe smirked, clearly enjoying the shock on your face. He’d always made those flirty little comments, teasing you about how you made his drink or how you looked in that uniform. But this was different—he’s never come on this strong before. The sudden directness made your heart race, and to your dismay, a tingle shot through your core. You hated that you craved more of it.You nodded slowly, unsure of what the hell you were getting yourself into, but feeling a pull toward him that you couldn’t deny. Rafe tsked in mock disappointment, but there was no hiding the amusement in his eyes. He threw his golf club back toward his friends with a casual flick of his wrist, informing them he’d be right back. Without missing a beat, he slid into the empty seat beside you. The engine hummed to life as you started to drive away, your mind spinning, not entirely sure if you were making the right decision—or if you even cared anymore.

Next thing you knew you were parked off not to far from topper and Kelce, it wasn’t exactly a secluded spot. Just an area with some trees and tall grass. Anyone could walk buy and see you shamelessly bent over the seat to your cart, skirt covering the way Rafes cock pushed in and out of your sticky folds, teasing the poor hole he’d been abusing for 10 minutes straight.

Rafe made to his promise and ate you out like a mad man, before. shoving his tongue inside you and sucking all the liquids you had to give him. He made you see stars with the way his tongue danced on your clit, licking and sucking. Pulling away when you came all over his face and licking his lips like he had just sucked a lollipop.

You thought that was as good as it was gonna get until he flipped you over and shoved his cock inside you. His tip hitting your g-spot instantly. His palms coming to the front of you and pushing the flimsy top you had on to grope at your breasts.

“Such a pretty whore” flipped the little skirt up and swatted your ass, watching as the skin jiggled. “Takin my cock right here out in the open, where anyone could see” he smacked the skin again, watching it turn red and groaning when you moaned in pain. “Why don’t you turn around and say hi to the camera, baby. Wanna make sure I get the good shot of your fucked out face” the sentence makes all the pleasure dissipate as you look over your shoulder to see his phone camera pointed right at you. “Just a little reminder that I own you. Ever refuse me again and the whole island will see what a slut you really are”

He thrusted his hips faster, chasing his own high and forgetting completely about you as you hugged the seat you were pressed against and covered your mouth so he wouldn’t hear you moan, your tears spilling down your cheeks as you realized you now belonged to rafe Cameron and this was his plan all along. You fell right into his trap.

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And she knows it

He always looks at it and even "accidentally "brushed his hand across her butt

Of course he is happily married so nothing has happened between them

Until now

Y/n walks into his office late in the evening

Slowly taking of all of her clothes telling him:

" Please f my ass sir"

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You’ve seen the way your bosses eyes occasionally drop down to your ass and the way he ‘accidentally’ brushes his hands against your behind whenever he can. You also know that he’s happily married and would never lay a finger on you himself, which is why you’re standing in his office late at night when everybody has already gone home.

“Y/n, it’s late. Why haven’t you gone home” Rafes eyes are glued onto his computer screen but immediately look up when you shut his door and lock it. “”Y/n?” He clears his throat as he eyes your body up and down, watching as you reach over and pull the blinds closed.

“Just needed one more thing for the night, sir” you step closer to his desk and slowly start pulling your dress down until your standing in only the black lingerie you put on this morning. “Will you fuck my ass, sir?” You flutter your little lashes as you watch Rafes cheeks blush up red.

He pushes his chair back from his desk, standing and walking closer to you, “since you asked so nicely”

“Thank you, sir” you smile as you turn around and wiggle your ass at him, looking behind your shoulder and enticing him further.

“My god” he says under his breath as his eyes fall from your face to the material wrapped tightly around your flesh.

He wasted no time reaching out and palming your ass, his fingers leaving indents as he squishes the skin before pulling his hand back and swatting you, watching it jiggle and loving the little yelp that escapes you. He holds your ass with one hand as the other reaches for his belt, undoing it and pulling it from the loops of his dress pants. You watch his every move as he grabs your wrists, pins them behind your back and ties his belt around them. He brings you to his desk and pushes you down onto it, your face presses against the cool metal and your breathing picks up as you hear the zipper of his pants being pulled down.

He pulls the little panties off your body and groans as he takes in your naked skin. “Please, sir” you wiggle your ass, inpatient and ready to take what he’s about to give to you.

He doesn’t say a word but you feel his fingers touch you. You hear him spit against your tight ring and feel it dribble down as he pushes a finger into you and you wince then moan as he continues stimulating you.

He continues warming you up, shoving a second finger alongside the first as he feels you relax under him. You’re already a moaning mess, your pussy pulsating around nothing as you grow wetter by the second at the thought of what’s to come.

He pulls his fingers out, pushing your legs wider with his knees as his hands play with your ass. Palming the flesh and slapping it just to hear you gasp and watch the flesh jiggle before his eyes.

He grips the base of his freed cock with one hand and taps his tip against your hole. You moan at the small sensation.

“Rafe” you breath out a moan “please, sir. I need it” you groan as you feel him start to slowly push his tip in.

“Don’t worry, I’ll give you what you fucking want” he grits as he feels your tightness start to envelope him, sucking him in.

He pushes all the way in, groaning at how tight you are. You moan his name and curses as he bottoms out and stays still for a minute to take it all in. “Good, you feel so fucking good” he chuckles breathlessly.

“Such a little slut. Coming into my office, Late at night and asking me to fuck your ass” he pulls back slowly only to slam forward with aggression.

You gasp at the new sensation. Arms reaching out for anything to grasp onto, only to be pulled back by his belt tightly wrapped around your wrists.

“Don’t try to run now” he snaps his hips again, more roughly this time.

“You wanted this” he pulls on the belt, tightening it further so your hands have no where to move.

“You asked for this” another harsh thrust as he picks up the pace.

You’re a babbling mess of thank yous and sirs and pleases. Your eyes permanently stuck in the back of your head as your mouth hangs out and drool spills out all over your bosses paperwork. “You feel so good” you moan out his name, tears spilling out your eyes as you thrash. The pleasure all too much.

His palm comes down against you ass, the sound of flesh on flesh echoes in the office as he lands another smack on the other side.

“Yeah? You like it” his voice is shakey and breathless as he continues putting in work, hips moving back and forth.

“Yes, oh god yes. I love it” you squeal. The mixture of pain and pleasure bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

“You want me to cum inside this tight little ass?” He lands another harsher smack against your ass.

The skin turning a dark red color from all the abuse it’s taken. You know it’ll be hard to sit down tomorrow, but you don’t care.

You felt the way his cock swelled up, the way it throbbed and alerted you he was already close to cumming.

You felt your own insides flutter and tighten, especially when Rafes fingers moved to toy with your clit.

“Holy shit, you’re so wet” he groaned as he felt the sticky juices that gathered against your thighs and dripped down onto his desk.

“Maybe I should fuck this sweet pussy next” his fingers pushed down onto your clit, circling it and loving the way your body and mouth reacted.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum-“ your voice moaned and squeaked as your legs started to shake.

“There we go, baby. Cum for me” he soothed you as he continued to fuck you through it and his fingers flicked your pearl faster with each thrust he delivered.

You clenched harder around him and he choked and groaned as he couldn’t contain himself much longer, releasing every last drop into that sweet, juicy ass he stared and dreamed about every damn day.

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Shes biting her pillow to keep from moaning and to not alarm her parents

Strange Man

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“Wake up pretty little princess”

You heard the voice of a strange man as your eyelashes fluttered opened and all the pleasure hit you at once.

“There she is”

“What’s going on”

“You’re a pretty deep sleeper, I was able to slip inside you with no problem” the man smirked down at you and if in the dark you could tell he was good looking.

You knew this was wrong but you couldn’t keep your body from denying he was making you feel good.

He lifted your legs and wrapped them around his body, driving into you faster. “Now that you’re awake you can enjoy this just as much as I am. I’m gonna fuck you until the sun comes up and your gonna be a good little slut and take it”

He grabbed the little stuffed animal you slept with and covered your mouth with it, biting onto the soft plush to contain the moans that tried to escape with each thrust and plunge of his cock making you feel too good. “W-who are you”

Fuck, you didn’t even really care. You just hoped he wouldn’t stop and that he’d keep his word about fucking you till the sun came up.

“Don’t worry about it”

He hit a particularly deep spot inside you and all thoughts were washed from your mind as your eyes disappeared into the back of your head.

Rafe groaned above you as he felt the way your pussy tightened around his cock, begging for him to fill it up.

He was ready to give you anything you asked for. All those days of stalking you and taking note of how you left your window opened every night, such a naive and stupid little girl. Anyone could come in and take advantage of you, and rafe would have to be the one to teach you that lesson.

Rafe kept to his word. Fucking you in different positions and on different surfaces. And all night long you had that little toy stuffed in your mouth so your parents couldn’t hear what a slut their little girl was for a strange man’s cock.

Take filled you up over and over again, cumming inside you and flipping you over just to stuff himself back inside your warm little pussy.

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Perv rafe watching his bestfriends daughter in the shower

Accidentally bumping against her in the kitchen

Her nearly falling over him holding her up squeezing her breasts while he is at it

Applying sunscreen on her back

His hands slipping under her bikini top and bottom

Thank youu

The other side of Innocence

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He never meant to catch a glimpse of your soapy body in his shower-or so he told himself. The door was cracked, an innocent mistake, or perhaps a temptation he wasn't strong enough to resist. He hesitated at first, but his feet didn't move. His eyes locked onto the scene before him.

Your perfect figure stood under the spray, water cascading over your skin, soap trailing down in rivulets. His breath hitched as you rubbed the lather over your chest, your nipples hardening under your touch.

His throat went dry, and his hand drifted downward, as if acting on its own.

Just one look, he thought. No harm in just one look.

But the sight of you consumed him.

The sound of water hitting the tiles was deafening now, drowning out his better judgment. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, the blood rushing in his ears.

And yet, he couldn't tear himself away.

He gripped himself through his pants, the pressure offering both relief and an unbearable ache. What would she do if she knew? The thought sent a shiver through him.

That was the moment it began-this obsession he couldn't quite name.

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After that he’d payed really close attention whenever you were over. Bumping into you in the kitchen by ‘accident’ and brushing his cock against your butt. Your innocence only made you think that it was nothing. Which drove rafe wilder. He couldn’t fathom you being so dumb. You had to have know what he was doing. But whenever he’d trip you and catch you while copping a feel of your tits, you’d simply apologize for being so clumsy and smile at him. Rafe needed to teach you. Discipline you, help you explore your sexual needs. He needed to prepare you for the world, those boys out there didn’t know what they were doing and you needed a man. At least that’s what he convinced himself was the right thing to do.

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He found himself applying sunscreen to your back, his hands moving slowly over your skin. When he instructed you to turn around so he could cover your front, you complied without hesitation, lifting your hands and smiling softly. The simplicity of your gesture sent a wave of tension through him, his self-control slipping as his thoughts wandered.

Rafe spread the sunscreen over your stomach, his fingers lingering a little longer than necessary as he inched closer to the spot he craved most. Your eyes were closed, your face tilted toward the sun, completely unaware of the tension building in him.

“You’re really thorough,” you teased with a small laugh, keeping your eyes shut.

“Just making sure you don’t burn,” he replied, his voice lower than usual. His hands paused just above the waistband of your swimsuit.

“You missed a spot,” you murmured, pointing lazily to your hip without opening your eyes.

Rafe swallowed hard, his breath catching. “Right here?” he asked, his fingertips grazing the edge of the fabric.

“Mm-hmm,” you hummed, oblivious to the effect you had on him.

His hand hesitated for a moment before continuing, his movements slow and deliberate, as if testing just how much he could get away with.

His hands traveled higher, slipping beneath your bikini top. He cupped your breasts, savoring the way your face contorted with pleasure.

Part 2

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Summary: you, Barry, and rafe are all best friends, after a night of partying (snorting coke in Barry’s trailer) the three of you end up having a little too much fun.

This night changed everything, the whole dynamic of your friend group has shifted. But, you have to be honest with yourself, you most definitely enjoyed it.

Genre: dark, rough, smut, lots and lots of smut (I mean just look at the request)

Warnings: smut, threesome, anal, but plug, toys, male receiving oral, language, degrading, name calling, p in v, unprotected sex, mentions of drugs (just barely tho)

Authors note: guys. I just saw that I have a little over 2k followers thank you so much (I’m gonna fucking cry rn)

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You were at home. Well not physically, but home is where the heart is. And as weird and disturbing as it may sound, your home was in Barry’s trailer with your two best friends, Rafe Cameron and Barry.

You honestly don’t even remember how the three of you became friends.

It was at some party, you were trying to buy coke off some prick who kept flirting with you the whole night and withholding the coke from you until you let him hit, and of course that prick ended up being Rafe. You never let him near you though, you simply pretended to be going in for a kiss and when he was too distracted you reached in his pocket and grabbed the little dime bag and booked it.

Rafe had to admit, you were feisty and he respected that, you were also smart and sneaky. So he introduced you to his dealer, Barry.

And ever since then the three of you have been tighter than tighty whiteys.

“Yo, quick hogging that shit man” Barry snatched the dollar bill from Rafes hand before plopping himself on the empty couch cushion next to you.

“You’ve got a fuckin problem, country club” he laughed and shook his head before leaning down and snorting the white powder.

“My turn” your pretty manicured nails snatched the bill from Barry.

“I don’t have a problem. This shit just helps me relax” both you and Barry watched him pull another rolled up doller bill and a little dime bag out of his back pocket.

Laughing you said, “you’ve got a problem Cameron” before leaning down and taking your final line.

You don’t even know how the next events took place. The only thing you remember was laughing so hard you snorted and then laughing some more as the guys laughed at your snort, and then both your hands landed on the thighs on either side of you, rubbing up and down.

“Mmm, wanna do something wild?” Your words were strung together as you leaned your head back on the couch, “what’s that, princess?” Rafes raspy voice brought your eyes to his and you watched his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed. “Let’s all fuck each other”

And that’s how you ended up on your stomach on Barry’s squeaky trailer bed. Rafe pounding into from behind, and Barry stuffing your mouth from the front.

“Such a good fuckin girl, isn’t she Barry?” Rafe praised you as he moved in and out at a rough pace, his palm coming flat against your ass as he spanked you. “She sure is, country club. Letting us use her like this, such a slut” Barry groaned out, his lips curving and his gold tooth shining in the light.

“What do you say we have some more fun” Rafe spoke behind you. You couldn’t turn your head to see what he was holding because of the grip Barry had on your hair and how far down his cock was in your throat, but you knew it wasn’t good when you saw the wicked look in Barry’s eyes. “Go for it, I want this whore stuffed in all her holes” Barry brought his eyes back down to yours, you looked up at him with a pleading look. “Shh, it’s alright princess. You can take it”

He pet your hair back and wiped the tears from your cheeks as you felt the cold metal pushing between your ass, rafe groaned behind you before you felt his spit fall right onto your tight ring, you felt it drip down and onto your pussy where he was still moving in and out in slower strokes. “Are you gonna be a good girl for us, huh princess? You gonna let us use you in any way, be our little sex doll” rafe slapped your ass and you moaned around Barry’s cock, trying to answer.

“What was that?” Rafe smacked you again and again until Barry pulled his cock out. You turned your head and looked rafe right in the eyes as you whined “please”

“That’s what I like to hear” one last slap to your ass before he pushed the metal plug all the way into your tight ass and his hips sped up.

Your mouth flew out and Barry took it as a chance to shove himself right back in.

You were wasted. High off coke, mind fuzzy, body on fire, your mouth was stuffed and the sounds of both men moaning your name and getting pleasure from your body drove you wild.

You couldn’t take it anymore, you needed to come.

Your hand moved down to toy with your clit, moaning louder around Barry, “would you look at that, little slut wants to get off” Barry told rafe. “Should we let her?”

“Not yet” Rafe stopped moving inside you and pulled out, you whined, crying at the empty feeling and desperately rutting against your hand to get any kind of friction. The plug in your ass was removed and that was the last straw, your cheeks had tears streaming down them.

“Shh, come here baby.” Rafe grabbed you and turned you around so you were laying on his chest, straddling his lap. “Why are you crying? Huh?” He grabbed your face and smooshed your cheeks together with one hand as the other wiped away your tears. “You’re the one that wanted this, remember? Begging us to fuck you like a whore”

“I-I just wanna cum, please” you whined like a child, begging for some sort of relief from them.

“And you will” he shushed you, “just when we say you can” and the smile he had on his face was wiped off and replaced with a sadistic smirk.

Your eyes widened as he hugged you against his chest and you felt him slip back inside you as Barry slipped in between your other tight hole, filling you to the brim.

You were so stuffed and full you couldn’t even breathe. Just accepting defeat and laying against Rafes chest as you let them use your body for their pleasure.

It was your idea after all

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Summary: your the live in maid for the Cameron family and rafe is your boss. His wife refuses him any advances so he sneaks into your room and takes what he wants

Warnings: NON-CON❗️, dark rafe

A/N: thank you to anon for this dirty, yet beautiful, request 💕 I appreciate every single one of you that send me something in my inbox

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You were sleeping peacefully when the warm touch of a hand trailing up your exposed thighs woke you up.

“M-Mr. Cameron?” Your groggy eyes opened to the dark moonlit room to see your boss, half naked, crawling on your bed with his hands under the sheets.

“Shh, it’s okay. Just needed some company” Rafes voice was laced with dark tendencies and you knew exactly what he was implying.

“Sir, I d-don’t think this is a good idea” you tried to sit up and push him back but he was stronger, pressing onto your thighs and spreading your legs wider as he held you down.

“You work for me, do you not?” You slowly nodded your head, fear making your heart beat wildly as you knew there was no getting out of this. “Then you will do whatever I tell you to” Rafes voice boomed in your ears as his hands started to remove your sleeping shorts and panties.

“Rafe, please, I don’t want to. Please don’t make me” the tears in your eyes began to sting as he ignored you and gripped your wrists in his hands and held you down as his other hand maneuvered his boxers off his waist.

“Please” you begged and thrashed as much as you could as you felt his hard tip slide through your folds.

“God, so wet. You sure you don’t want this” Rafe mocked you as he continued rubbing your clit, your tears streaming down your face at this point and the sadistic asshole he was, he leaned in and licked he salty water off your cheeks.

“Keep crying, sweetheart, it turns me on” he whispered in your ear as he pushed inside you and the breath physically left your lungs.

He was so big, so long, and so thick.

You could practically feel the bulge in your tummy without even looking.

You had to remind yourself you didn’t want this. But that was all wiped from your mind when he swung his hips back and then thrusted with full force. His tip nudging a spot deep inside you that you or anybody else has never been able to reach.

A moan slipped passed your lips.

“I knew you wanted this, little slut” he gave you a particularly hard thrust as your head rolled to its side and you moaned louder.

“Please” you whined out.

“Are you begging me to stop or keep going” he rolled his hips faster, the small patch of hair tickling your clit and making a tingling sensation roll over your body.

“F-faster!” You spread your legs wider and rafe smirked.

“Good girl” Rafe groaned as he finally let go of your wrists and placed his hands flat against the bed as he used all his force to thrust into you, the bed moving beneath you and the headboard tapping the wall in rhythmic beats.

“Fuck, this pussy feels so good” he groaned above you and it was the sexiest thing you’ve ever heard, causing you to moan and whine louder.

Your nails found way to his back, clawing and scratching into his perfectly smooth skin.

You opened your eyes and saw his face directly above yours, his hair was a mess, sweat dripping off his forehead form the work he was putting in, his chain was dangling back and forth just like his hips.

“Such a pretty slut, letting her boss fuck her tight pussy. You want me to fill you up?” He brought his hand up to your throat, the wedding ring that decorated his finger wrapping around your neck and squeezing.

“Yes! Please!” You begged as he grinned, loving how pathetic you sounded. Just a moment ago you were bawling your eyes out begging him to stop and now you begging him to cum inside you.

“Tsk, I’m gonna need you to beg better than that, sweetheart” he gripped your neck tighter, hips moving furiously as his balls slapped against your ass.

“Beg” his eyes pierced into yours and you could see the darkness swimming in them, “p-please daddy, want your c-cum so bad, need it. Please, please, please, fuck me harder and make me drip with your cum” you struggled to get out from the lack of oxygen coming to your brain but he seemed satisfied enough as he let go of your neck and moved his hips faster.

He propped your leg up at such an angle that allowed him to get deeper, as soon as you felt him practically in your guts you couldn’t hold on longer.

Your pussy fluttered around him, your walls encasing him and molding to the form of his cock as he groaned above you.

Your nails were bloody at this point and his back raw from the indents you left behind.

Your eyes rolled back and your mouth went slack as you drooled and mumbled, and begged and whined, you moaned his name as you came with a scream and Rafes cock throbbed, exploding inside you as you felt the warmth and gooey cream fill you to the brim.

“T-thank you, thank you” you panted as he hovered over you, his face falling into your neck as he caught his breath.

He rolled off of you, laying next to you.

Both of you breathing was the only thing heard in the dark room.

“Holy fuck”

“That was amazing”

you both said at the same time.

Rafe leaned onto his elbow and propped himself up to look at you.

“Next time I want you begging me to fill you up while I fuck that tight ass of yours”

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