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📸 Send me a picture of your muse, for my muse to react to! - From Vi
📸 Send me a picture of your muse, for my muse to react to!
Fuck.
“You wanna wear that to the party?”
Rafe walks up behind his girlfriend who stands in front of the mirror in her room, taking a picture of herself with her phone.
“It's a pool party.”
“At Gordon MacAllister's house.”
“So?” Violet cranes her head to look at Rafe who stands directly behind her.
“So?!” He frowns and snatches the phone out of her hand.
“Rafe!” She complains, but grins when she sees that he sends the photo to his own phone and deletes it afterwards.
Rafe remembered very clearly when that photo was taken. More than a year ago. When things were so different. When Violet was his. Now she was gone, he was alone, sitting in the dark room, too tired to get up and get another bottle of scotch, looking at his phone, having sent her hundreds of texts, and getting no reply. He was aimlessly scrolling just to find that picture of her. Taken that day over a year ago.
She crosses her arms in front of her chest, looks up at him, pouting with her sweet lips.
“That was for my Instagram.”
“They don’t deserve to see you like that.”
Violet sulks and he sighs. She's so beautiful. So sweet. His hands caress her cheek, then he leans down to kiss her sulking lips.
“I’ll make a new one. A better one, alright?”
Her face brightens up and she unfolds her arms, posing for her boyfriend as he steps back, even crouches down to take a picture with her phone.
But Rafe gets up and frowns.
“Nah, it's not working.”
“What's wrong? The light? My make up?” Her slender hands touch her pretty face.
Rafe eyes her up as he comes closer.
“This. You don't need this flimsy thing.” He brushes her beach kimono from her shoulder, fingers running over her soft skin.
“It’s a cover-up.”
“It doesn't cover up anything.”
The piece of clothing falls to the floor. Violet giggles. Rafe steps closer and turns her around, so both are facing the mirror. He looks into her beautiful eyes, one hand trails down her arm, the fingers of his other hand run over her back, as he leans close, and his lips ever so lightly breathe kisses on the back of her neck.
He reclined in his chair, breathed in audibly and his hand opened his jeans.
Violet closes her eyes and relaxes under his touch. He tastes her warm skin, her sweetness. She shivers and his arm wraps around her, pulls her closer, as his kiss intensifies, his mouth sucking on her sensitive skin. Her sweet gasps send a bolt right to his cock.
His hand slipped into his boxers. He inhaled sharply as he palmed his length.
Rafe kisses over his girlfriend's shoulder. Then he looks up to meet her eyes in the mirror as he pulls at the straps of her bikini top to undo the knot. “You don’t need this either.”
“Rafe!” Her little protests are muffled by his mouth, as he grabs her chin, turns her face and claims her lips in a greedy kiss. His other hand cups her now naked breast, kneading it, making her squirm, her body rubbing against his. His fingers play with her hard nipple, she tenses up, and her little butt presses against his thigh, as she moans into the kiss. Her cute noises mix with the ruffling sound of his boardshorts, as she whimpers when feeling his hard length pressing against her back. He holds her tighter.
His breath hitched. He felt himself growing in his hand, still looking at the photo on his phone’s screen.
His hand at her hip, he unties that knot and her bikini bottom falls to the floor. Through the mirror he looks at her body, taking every bit of her naked figure in. She's just perfect. And she is his.
Noticing the way he gapes at her, Violet grins. “But I cant wear nothing to that party, Rafe…”
His thumb rubs over her hip bone.
His thumb rubbed over his wet tip, before clasping the thick shaft. Pumping hard.
Rafes hands are all over her body, touching her, grabbing her, he just needs to feel her. And she squirms, giggles, moans, licks her sweet lips. Her sweet, sweet lips.
His eyes meet hers, as her little butt rubs against his crotch, teasing him. A low growl escapes his throat.
Suddenly he bends her over. A surprised moan comes from her sweet mouth as she braces her arms against the mirror, looking for support.
Standing behind her he pulls down his shorts, freeing his aching erection. He holds his breath and watches as he runs his length between her firm butt cheeks making her moan.
He grabs her hard by the hip, and she parts her legs. In one long thrust he pushes his length inside her, feeling her wet tightness clenching. He pushes harder, pushes all the way in, filling her completely, and she lets out a sweet scream, then moans in pleasure, as he takes her hard from behind. Her cheek presses against the mirror as she is trying to look at him, but her eyes roll into the back of her head as he moves faster. The mirror fogging from her rapid breath. Her whimpers grow louder. Her body convulses, she tenses up, as he fucks her in a relentless rhythm. The smacking sounds of flesh against flesh filling her bedroom.
He groaned as he came in his hand. He closed his eyes, panting.
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