[kooksandpearls]

DREW STARKEY as RAFE CAMERON best rafe cameron looks 11/?

[cowboymaiden]

short short mean!rafe blurb $!

mean!rafe who uses you like a toy when he’s frustrated, which is almost all the time. being nothing but rough and degrading as he fucks you like you’re his personal pocket pussy. his hips are ruthless, mashing against your skin harshly, each thrust feeling like a slap. he pushes your back into an arch, angling your body how he wanted it to fuck you deeper. your nails threaten to break from how hard you grabbed the sheets and your pleas and begs get you no where, rafe doing anything but letting up on you. “look how fuckin’ good you’re taking me baby. stop acting like you can’t take it, this pussy says otherwise,” he grunts, blunt nails digging into your waist. you gasp as his free hand snakes around your body to wrap around your neck, bringing you backward toward him. “please rafe fuck,” you whimper, placing your hand on top of his. he never lets up though, he gets even angrier if possible, dick hitting deep inside you, practically rearranging your guts. your stomach twists as you clench around him, his brutal pace bringing your orgasm closer. “i don’t wanna hear it. i really don’t just let me fuckin’ cum alright?”

[cowboymaiden]

rafe taking his anger out on you ;(18+)

“just wanted to have my girl, my truck, and good fucking night. but i guess i can’t always get what i want. no, now i just have my girl,” rafe grunts, bed shaking as he thrusts deeply into you. your walls clamp around him as his tip prods at your sweet spot, back arching in a moan. “have to wait a fuckin’ week for this part or go to a different town and pay a fuck ton of money either way.”

the door slamming so hard the pictures on the wall shook should’ve been your warning of how you’d end up tonight, but you gave it the benefit of the doubt, thinking maybe it was just the wind. god, were you wrong. “that’s too fucking bad rafe i wanted to fuck you in that truck so bad,” you bitch, pulling him closer. he fucks you harder at your words, your lack of sympathy pissing him off. his brows furrow in concentration as he hitches your leg over his shoulder, angling his body a different, more pleasurable way. “ ‘soon as i get that shit fixed, ‘m gonna have you on top, on side, on the back and inside of it, fucking you into the next day,” he brags, kissing your ankle with each harsh thrust.

“promise? don’t talk dirty to me and not promise,” you gasp, digging your nails into his back, turning him red. he chuckles as he runs fingers through his sweaty hair, your lack of faith amusing him. “promise, y’know i can’t get enough of you. now, as much as i love to hear your voice, the only thing i want filling my ears is your moans, so shut it.” your eyes roll back into your head from the new roughness, skin slapping filling the room as he drills deeper into you. moans fall out of your open mouth, and your fingers spasm around his biceps, his thrusts driving you mad with quickness.

the bed hit the wall repeatedly and in sync with how harsh he was fucking you, putting all his pent-up frustrations onto you. your muscles began to get sore from how he had you positioned, the ache creeping up slowly. “close rafe don’t stop” you pant, reaching for your clit, needing extra stimulation. he looks down to catch your hand before you can make contact, grip tight as he held your wrist. “none of that shit you cummin’ from my dick or my hands only i’m not fuckin’ around” he spits, tossing your hand back down like it weighed nothing.

rafe’s slender fingers rub circles on your clit, your slick making his digits stick as he pushes you to your limit. his hips never let up, slapping harshly against yours as he chased his own orgasm. “cum with me, baby; make a mess on my cock” he grunts, hips stuttering. you moan out carelessly as you come, legs twitching and walls clenching. “fuck take it, take my cum” he grunts, cock jerking inside you. his last thrust knocked the air out of you, his hips bruising your ass. your walls flutter as he spills hot cum, painting your insides white, leaving you sticky, breathless, and aching for more.

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[cowboymaiden]

rafe with a breeding kink ;(18+)

you never seen him like this. after many months of being in his bed and having sex almost all over his huge house. this was new for you. you’d started taking birth control and told rafe he could fuck you raw and he ran with it.

his thrusts were desperate, hips rutting into yours as he fucks you. his grip on your waist is so tight it feels like it’s gonna bruise. his eyes kept bouncing back between your pussy and your eyes like he was looking for something. like he was unsatisfied, like your moans weren’t enough. he needed to see how good you felt, how good he’s making you feel, and how swollen your pussy is gonna be after he fills it up. he’s so deep inside you, tip hitting your cervix and making you see stars.

“there—there fuck i’m close,” you whimper, holding onto his biceps for dear life. he may not have been neat or timed with his strokes, but he was fucking you with purpose. his hand snakes around your neck as he shakes his head, “don’t you fuckin cum y‘hear me?” he grunts, emphasizing his point by squeezing lightly. he was so sexy like this it made you moan and clench around him. it was taking everything in you not to cum around his cock on the spot but you needed to earn his praise at the end of all this. when he’s kissing along your neck sweetly after ruining your pussy for anyone else.

he releases your neck but doesn’t stray far, reaching for your face and forcing you to look at him, meeting his intense stare. “rafe. please cum with me,” you plead, dangerously close to the edge. “god say it again,” he groans, thrusts picking up. “please cum with me, cum in me,” you moan, voice hoarse and thick with lust. he smirks while moving to your clit, watching your face closely, waiting for it to contort in pleasure. his skilled fingers rub figure 8s against your puffy clit as he ruts into you, determined to finish at the same time. your moan out and throw your head back, the pleasure overwhelming you so much it was almost overstimulating, and it was only your first orgasm.

rafe’s cock twitches as he pants above you, pussy leaving him almost breathless. “i’m there, cum with me, fuck do it. paint my dick like you’ve been begging to.” his last thrusts were so sloppy, but they pushed you over the edge hard and fast. you wrap your legs around him and arch your back as you let go. making a mess on his thick cock. he curses with a moan and stills, heavy spurts of cum painting your insides. heavy breaths bounce between you two, the aftershocks of the orgasm hitting you both as the last few drops squirt out. “didn’t know you had a thing for that, rafe,” you breathe, pulling him down onto you.

[cowboymaiden]

mirror sex with rafe; (18+)

rafe’s hand brought you out of your trance as he grabbed your chin, making you look at yourself in the black full-body mirror. “none of that lookin’ away shit” he grunts, hips smacking your ass harshly as he thursts into you. “tell me how fucking pretty you are.” your eyes roll into the back of your head at his command, his grip, and how hard he was fucking you. it was driving you mad. your hair stuck uncomfortably to your neck, and sweat dripped down your face. you didn’t feel or see the prettiness that rafe described, but you didn’t want him to stop fucking you. stabilizing yourself with a sigh, you fix your lips to speak. “i am pretty, so fucking pretty”

his soft motions contrast his sharp thrusts, fingers gently caressing your face and his dick bruising your insides. his darkened eyes meet yours as he watches your face contort, the high-pitched moans falling out of your mouth effortlessly. “you’re so perfect it’s fucking ridiculous,” he groans, hand wandering all over your lower body. your silence irritated him. so bad that his eyebrows furrowed, and he gave you a light smack on the ass. “c’mon, mama, you know the drill.” “i am.” “all of me is perfect.” “i am perfection.”

your words were almost convincing, but there was a hint of uncertainty in your tone, and rafe picked it up. fast. his actions spoke for him. he was putting in more work now, more effort to get you to understand. his hand wrapped around your throat, almost cutting off your airways. “say it like you fucking mean it." “m not fucking around anymore.” his pointed tone and tight grip sent shivers down your spine. your body reacted quickly to his dominance, back arching and mouth falling open to form words that he wanted to hear.

“my-my body is beautiful, my face isperfect i am perfect”

the mirror shook with each aggressive thrust from him, the glass threatening to break. his hold on your neck loosened, but his hand remained in the same place. you watched as a smug smirk painted his features as he listened to you praise yourself, the words being music to his ears. “atta girl,” he soothes, going momentarily easy on you. “now keep em’ coming or you won’t cum”

[cowboymaiden]

missonary with rafe; (18+)

it was too much; everything was too much. your body was weakening with every clash of rafe’s hips and your ass. the skin slapping painted the walls as he fucked you into the sheets. an ache traveled throughout your lower body that moved from your pussy to the leg that rested on his broad shoulder. straggled moans left your drying mouth at each kiss of his tip with your cervix. he was fucking you fast and deep, and the sounds you were making couldn’t be contained.

his slender hands gripped your waist for stability, his thrusts getting sloppy and unstable quickly. “fuck baby, squeezing me bad. not gonna last like this.” animalistic grunts followed his warning statement, making you inch closer to the much-needed orgasm. your nails dig into his flesh, and you peel open your eyes. you needed to see his face as you cum. “fuck i’m close rafe,” you whine, feeling the coil in your stomach turn.

rafe’s blue eyes met yours as he drilled into you, determined to bring you to your peak. your gummy walls clamped around him as he slid in and out, the squelching adding to the sounds in the hot room. “almost there, shit. don’t you cum without me,” he almost begs, desperation laced in every word. moaning in response, you try to hold off your orgasm. focusing on his face rather than the strong buzz of your clit and stomach.

you started to sweat, and your composure began to buckle. you didn’t know how much more you could take. his moans began to get higher and more whiny sounding. and you were barely hanging on.

“fuck. let go f’me,” he breathed, squeezing your side. relief flooded your body as you came, coating your insides and his cock with your cum. he twitches inside you before filling you with spurts of milky white.

you’re barely able to take a breather before he’s on the move again. he pulls out with a groan as he watches the mix of both of you spill out. you see his eyes glisten at the beautiful sight. without hesitation, he leans down to clean it up, tongue swirling around your hole to lick what leaked out. your hands shoot towards his hair, fingers tugging from the overstimulation. “rafe. still sensitive,” you hiss, but do nothing to push him away. “sorry,” he mumbles, giving you a fake look of pity but not letting up.

[cowboymaiden]

doggy with rafe cameron blurb; (18+)

your body was under rafe's complete control, his large hands contorting you in whatever position he desired, using you like a toy. his right hand snaked over your neck to pull you flush to his chest, angling himself deeper inside you. his thrusts got harsher as he choked you, breasts shaking from the force. your knees threatened to buckle upon feeling his breath on your face, lips so close to yours. you whined as your eyes fell shut, pleasure already making you shut down; he was so snug inside your tight walls it felt like he belonged there. “open your eyes. i want you to see my face as i fuck you.” he grunted as his pelvis hit your ass, the skin slapping filling the room. “fuck. rafe just like that,” you moan, leaning into his harsh touch. he swallows your moans with his mouth as he kisses you hard, soft, plump lips devouring yours. he forces his tongue in your mouth with ease, licking and fighting with yours. he’s off you as soon as he was on you, yanking your head back by your hair, putting you in the perfect angle to spit in your mouth. “that’s it, swallow it all,” he demands, holding you by the jaw and forcing your mouth shut. you swallow without hesitation, showing him your empty mouth for approval. he smiles weakly before patting your cheek; all the faux sympathy he had left for you was gone, tugging your hair back harder than before, surely giving you whiplash. his strokes didn’t help either; your asscheeks and pussy felt each one equally. your eyes rolled back into your head as you clenched around him, feeling your stomach twist at how deep he was hitting. your scalp stung as he let go of your hair, letting your head hang before arching you into the bed, face getting shoved into the sheets with no remorse. your whines of struggle were music to his ears. though you couldn’t see him, you could feel the smirk on his face. “don’t go weak on me now. you want it right? take that shit until i’m spilling so deep inside you you’ll feel it for days.”