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All Mine (Rafe Cameron)

18+ Smut MNDI

Warnings: Rough sex, degradation, bruises (From gripping roughly)

Rafe Cameron X fem!reader

Summary: You and Rafe have been off and on and you miss him, but you won't just go crawling back to him. You use Topper to make him jealous. You didn't expect Rafe to fuck you in front of him.

Word count: 3.3k

A/N: Hey Luvs, I'm new to posting to Tumblr and this is my first OBX fanfic, let me know if you like it! I will be doing other fandoms and more than just smut so stay tuned! I'm open for commissions, Details coming soon. Enjoy xoxo - Eclipse

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You and Rafe had been in an on-and-off relationship for months and you missed him desperately, just as desperately as he had been missing you. You could see it in the glances that lasted a few seconds too long, feel it in the tension whenever he walked by, going out of his way to walk a little closer to you.

You wouldn't be the first to break, not this time, this time he would come to you. You would make sure of it. Tonight Rafe was throwing a party at one of his family's many beach houses and while Rafe wouldn't expect you to come out tonight. You weren't the party type, at least not without Rafe on your arm. He made you come alive in ways you couldn't explain.

Tonight though, it wasn't Rafe's attention that you'd be occupying, at least not directly. While half of the party was outdoors, you joined the half that remained inside. You were leaning on your shoulder up against a wall, a drink in hand, looking up at Topper who stood so close you could smell the beer on his breath as he talked to you.

You gave Topper what appeared to be every ounce of your attention, you giggled and smiled and you both inched closer together. Topper wasn't aware of Rafe, standing across the room sending blazing daggers at the two of you, growing angrier every second you spent looking completely wrapped around Topper's finger. You couldn't care less about what he was saying to you, Rafe was your only concern and his fuming expression was exactly what fueled your flirtatious smile. You knew how easily Rafe could fly off the handle, you knew how possessive he was over you.

So when you laughed hard and stretched your arm forward, resting your hand on Topper's arm as if to steady yourself, you knew exactly what kind of emotion you were building inside Rafe who still stood motionless across the room.

You slid your hand up from Topper's bicep to the side of his neck, you pulled him closer, and stood on your tip toes, leaning forward to whisper in his ear. "Come with me."

You took his free hand in yours and began to lead him away from the party, giving Rafe a beckoning smirk on your way out, making sure to sway your hips just a little more than usual. Topper followed blindly behind you, eyes watching your hips move hypnotically from side to side just as Rafe's did.

You found a quiet dimly lit office room, far enough from the party that you could only hear the music faintly once the door was shut. You guided Topper behind the desk and pushed him down gently into the black leather chair.

"You look beautiful tonight," Topper complimented as you took his drink from him and set it down on the desk beside yours.

You were wearing a new dress, something Rafe had never seen before, something soft, short, and skin-tight. Slutty yet classy all in one.

"Thank you," You muttered, wondering what was taking Rafe so long. Was he really going to let Topper have you?

Topper reached forward and grabbed your hips, gently pulling you onto his lap. His hands were already a bit of a disappointment compared to Rafe's. Where Topper's hands were big, Rafe's were bigger, rougher. Topper pulled you to him like you had a say in the matter, Rafe would've done it like he owned you, because he did. Topper's hands slid from your hips to your bare thighs, drawing little circles on your skin when finally, fucking finally, the door burst open dramatically, letting the music from outside pour into the room.

Yours and Topper's attention both snapped to the door, "I thought I locked that," You lied, furrowing your brows at Rafe, hiding the smile that wanted to make an appearance across your lips.

"What the fuck are you doing Topper." Rafe's voice was deep with just barely controlled anger.

"Rafe get out and shut the door, we could use a little privacy." You spoke, still in Topper's lap, you leaned forward a bit and wrapped your arms around Topper's neck, egging Rafe on further.

Rafe slammed the door shut, locking it behind him but he didn't leave. He came behind the desk, gripping your wrist and he snatched you off of Topper's lap. "What the hell are you doing Rafe!" Topper yelled, coming to his feet as Rafe pushed you back into a wall.

Both of Rafe's hands came around your throat, setting your skin on fire as he forced you to look up into his angry brown eyes. "You were just going to give someone else what belongs to me?"

"I stopped being yours three months ago Rafe." You spat in the brattiest tone you could find. This was what you wanted, you wanted him angry. You wanted him aggressive, you wanted him to remind you why the two of you would never be over.

"I thought you two were broken up," Topper spoke up from behind Rafe

"We are." You quickly responded making Rafe's hands tighten around your neck.

Suddenly, Rafe's eyes were almost clear of rage and he let go of your throat, you almost whimpered in protest. You liked them there.

"You two are right. Have a seat Top, I think it's time we all had a little discussion on the status of mine and Y/n's relationship." Rafe said staring down at you, blue eyes lit with something that gave you chills.

Topper was obviously a little lost but he listened and pulled the chair back from the desk and took a seat. You were now the only one left standing and the irritation was getting harder and harder to hide by the second. When had Rafe become so rational? You hated this.

Rafe started to walk behind you. "Did you buy this for him?" He asks, already knowing you didn't. It was Rafe's favorite color.

"No actually, this was for someone else, a month ago." You lied, not really giving a shit what Topper thought.

"Hmm." Was Rafe's only response.

Rafe was standing behind you and gently pulled you backward with him until he was leaning up against the desk, topper a few feet directly in front of the two of you. Topper quickly turned you around so you were facing him and he gripped your hips tight, pulling you flush against him, not bothering to be careful with you.

"You look so pretty tonight," He told you, pressing his erection into you. Your heart raced as it got harder to breathe.

"Thank you," You muttered, looking from his lips to his eyes, your mind clearly on other things.

Rafe noticed and chuckled lowly. He started bunching up the fabric of the short dress at your hips, sliding it all the way up your to your hips. "Rafe what're you-"

"Shut up." He cut you off and you obeyed.

He pulled the fabric completely off of you, leaving you completely naked. He liked it when you wore nothing under dresses. Topper inhaled a sharp breath and started to stand. "Maybe I should-"

"Sit down," Rafe demanded and because you were the sexiest woman either of them had ever seen, he sat back down.

Rafe picked you up by your thighs, wrapping them around his waist and he couldn't help it when he connected your lips, kissing you with force. It felt so good to finally have his lips back on yours. They molded together like they were made for one another. Your arms slid around his neck and you tightened your legs around him, pulling yourself closer to him. Rafe turned you both around and sat you down on the desk before abruptly pulling your lips apart, you almost whined in protest already craving more.

"I'm going to remind you." "He whispers, audible enough for Topper to hear.

"Why no one else can have you." Rafe started to trail kisses down from your jaw to your ear.

"Why you're mine." More kisses down your body, stopping to take the time to bruise your breasts and stomach with hickies.

"Why no one else can have you," he says once he's hovering over your pussy. He places a deep, soft kiss on your clit that makes you gasp quietly. He moves his lips from your clit to kiss the wetness that’s already making a mess on your inner thighs.

In this position, you're almost on full display for Topper. If Rafe's head wasn't between your legs he'd have a full view of your perfect, dripping pussy. Topper couldn't look away.

Rafe was already starting to make you weak with his teasing kissing and biting. You were panting heavily, your body squirming, subconsciously begging for attention at your center. Rafe wasn't oblivious to your body's cues, he knew them better than anyone.

"Look at you, so needy already, Y/n" He teased

"Is this was you need?" He asks, licking a stripe from your entrance to your clit, slowly beginning to repeat the action.

Your hips inched slightly forward at the attention to your aching core. You let out a soft moan, looking down at Rafe, meeting his eyes as he slowly began to devour your pussy. His hand came up to tease your breast while his tongue worked expertly on you. Moving his tongue against you in a way that had your wetness dripping down your ass and onto the desk. His hands gripped tightly on your thighs, certainly going to bruise. Your hand came down to his hair, using your other to steady yourself as you ground your hips into his face. He made you cum over and over again from just his tongue.

You had assumed that he would want to deny you an orgasm for even acting like you'd let another man touch you. But that wasn't his goal here. Only he could properly please you, and he'd already proved that by the fourth orgasm you had in his mouth. Your legs trembling as you pushed his face closer.

"Rafe," You moaned, closing your eyes and tossing your head back.

He licked you through your orgasm, not stopping until he had swallowed all of your cum. When he finally came back up, you could see your juices glistening all over his mouth, chin, and nose. The sight turned you on more, you loved leaving a mess on him.

Still panting you leaned forward to kiss him, only for Rafe to pull back. You furrowed your brows. "Why not?"

Rafe didn't say anything, he took your hand and led you around the desk. Without warning he swiftly turned you around and bent you over it, spreading your legs apart for him, putting the mess between your legs on display. Rafe quickly undressed, releasing his rock-hard cock.

He groaned behind you when he wrapped his hand around it, stroking it twice, noticing how wet with precum it was. Rafe leaned over you, his tip just barely brushing against your entrance. "Don't take your eyes off him. Understand?" Rafe instructed.

"Yes," You nodded

Rafe dropped to his knees behind you and started eating your pussy from behind, slurping and lapping at every inch of you. Yours and Topper's eyes were locked onto each other in an intense trans. You were surprised with how turned on it made you that Topper was watching you cum on Rafe's tongue for the fifth time tonight. It turned you on even more how he was watching. His dick throbbing in his jeans. One hand resting over it, aching to stroke himself to the sight of you being used.

After you'd cum again and were a moaning, gasping mess, gripping at the wooden desk helplessly, Rafe stood up. Rafe put his tip up against your sensitive clit, slowly sliding his length against your pussy, coating himself in your mess.

"Rafe," You panted, moving your hips slightly, trying to make him slip inside. Rafe grabbed your hips tightly with his two large hands. Another grasp that would leave bruises. He lined himself up with your entrance, his tip making you ache to have him inside.

"You want it, Y/n" Rafe asked, but you couldn't beg just yet. Without warning, you reached a hand back and wrapped it around his dick, making him groan at the contact. You held his thick cock in place and pushed your hips back, sliding him inside of you. He watched as his cock disappeared inside you. Moans of pleasure escaped the both of you. He filled you out so perfectly.

Rafe smirked at your actions, "So desperate for my cock aren't you, slut?" He wasn't going to fuck you just yet. He wanted you to beg, but he couldn't resist how warm and tight you were around him.

"You grip me so well," He told you, sliding slowly in and out of you once, watching his eight inches move in and out.

Rafe wrapped his hand into your hair, using it as leverage as he pulled himself almost completely out of you before slamming back in. You bit your lip hard letting out a muffled moan. You closed your eyes, focusing on the feeling of his girthy cock filling you out. You pressed your lips together and let out a hum of pleasure. You started to grind your hips back into him hungrily. You started to turn to look back at him only for Rafe to reach forward and grab your jaw, he snapped your head back towards Topper.

"Don't look at me. Look at him." His voice is low and raspy in your ear, and his warm hand slides down to wrap tightly around your throat. You whimpered in response as his cock dug into you while you continued to move your hips unintentionally.

"I want him to watch me use what's mine." And with that, he started to thrust into your pussy punishingly.

Rafe kept a hold on your hair but let go of your hair as he leaned back to watch himself slide in and out of you. "You're so tight." He moaned, resting his free hand on your hip gripping you there so tightly there would certainly be bruises there tomorrow. Bruises that would turn you on when they reminded you of tonight.

He pounded into you harder, drawing moan after moan from your pretty lips that had fallen shamelessly open with pleasure. Every single thrust seemed to get harder, faster, and rougher. He kept pulling your hair tighter, gripping your hip harder. He was punishing you with his cock.

Rafe leaned forward again now, wrapping his hand around your throat in a way that made you wetter than you already were. The wetness had begun to drip down your thighs, making an obvious mess at the base of his dick. "Do you remember the last time I had you like this baby?" Rafe spoke

"On Christmas. Bent over the bathroom sink. Your parents waiting for us downstairs?" He asked.

You tightened around his cock at the taboo memory and nodded. "Yes, I remember,"

He had made you look at yourself while he fucked you that day, made you say how pretty you looked taking his cock. Made you tell him what a slut you were for him.

"You've always been a little slut for me."

"Always willing to please me." His words sent shivers down your spine and you were so desperate to beg, but you couldn't give him the satisfaction just yet, and he knew that.

"Did you really think anyone else could do that to you? Do this to you?"

"Yes," You managed to lie just to egg him on further and it did.

Topper watched as one of your hands left the top of the desk and went to your clit to rub circles and he felt his dick drip with precum. He never thought he'd enjoy something like this but here he was, desperate to let himself out of his pants. Your fingers never made it though. Rafe took his hand from your throat to snatch it away and slam it back on the desk.

"No one gets to touch what's mine without my permission."

"Not you." He pounds harder "Not Topper." He fucks you rougher. Abusing your pussy like an object. So rough that the pressure against the wood is starting to hurt but you too lost in the feeling of him inside you to care.

"No one." He moans.

"You're mine," he pants in your ear. "You belong to me, I own you." He says between deep moans

"You make me feel so fucking good." He starts to place kisses on your neck, biting and sucking. Topper eyes watch your neck as bruises appear.

"F-fuck, daddy" His words push you closer to your edge. You love hearing how much he wants you.

"You're such a good girl for me baby."

"Fuck- oh my god-

"You take it so well."

"Please," You whine feeling your fourth orgasm building inside of you.

"Go ahead baby, tell him how good my dick feels." He takes your jaw in his hand and directs you to look at Topper and your eyes meet but this time there's no anxiety.

You're too wrapped up in pleasure to feel anything but Rafe's cock throbbing inside of you. "It feels so good, Topper it's so fucking good," You curse

"Fuck," Rafe moans quietly in your ear

"I need it, Rafe, I need you." your eyes are still locked on topper, enjoying the feeling of telling him how good Rafe is. As if Topper ever had a real chance.

Rafe brought his hand to your clit and started rubbing fast punishing circles that made your legs begin to tremble.

"Yes, yes, yes, Rafe, Please-" You couldn't even think straight.

"You're mine. Say it." He demanded

"I- fuck," you were unable to find the words.

"Say it or I'll stop." He threatened as you squirmed gracefully with pleasure beneath him.

"I belong to you, Rafe, I'm yours." You whine, wanting him to cum with you now.

"You never listen to me, Y/n." His voice filled with new anger as he thought about all the times you two had walked out on each other, all the times you'd tried to use guys to lure him back in. All the time it worked.

"I'm sorry Daddy, I just want to please you I'm sorry." You'd say anything, anything at this point to keep him inside of you.

"I've missed your pussy," he groaned, starting to get breathless, lost in his own pleasure.

"I missed you too." You managed through loud moans.

You were driving him insane, his moans were growing louder, raspier, and with less shame each time. He loved how needy you got when he was fucking you. Only he could do this to you.

"P-please." You could hardly form a coherent sentence anymore.

"I'm so close Rafe, please cum inside me." You begged. You opened your eyes to look at Topper, "Give me a baby, please."

"Oh my god," Topper muttered under his breath in disbelief. He was struggling to keep his composure but he couldn't look away from you. He loved to see you come undone, even under these circumstances.

"Tell me you'll never leave again," Rafe demanded.

"I'll never leave you again Rafe, I promise." You nodded without hesitation.

You focused your eyes on Topper again and a sexy smirk found your lips at the sight of him straining hard against his pants. You close your eyes again, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as a powerful orgasm begins to wash through you.

"I'm cumming, Rafe, oh my god" You moaned, your body shaking with orgasm beneath him.

"Good girl, make a mess on my dick."

"Fuck, Y/n" Rafe moaned when he felt your pussy tightening around him, bringing him to his orgasm. His cum poured out of him and deep into your pussy, your juices mixing together as he fucked his cum into you.

"That's it, take it all like a good girl. I'm so proud of you."

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