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warnings: fingering, oral (f. receiving) word count: 800+
You’d been out in the garden all day, reading in the shade of tree while Rafe was at work, only when you head him calling for you had your realised how lost in the book you’d gotten. The sound of his voice had you instantly straightening, your eyes lighting up as you jumped up, running inside, your book still open and clutched to your chest.
“Rafe!” you beamed as you found him, sitting in bed, his back against the headboard.
He hummed, his lips instantly curving up, a smile taking over his face. “Hi angel. How’s my girl?”
“Good!” You started as you made your way to sit in between his legs, your back against his chest. “I’ve been outside reading all day.”
“Can see that, angel.” He pressed a kiss to the side of your head, “What’s this one about?”
“Oh, uhhh,” you shrugged, “it’s about um, just nothing exciting, uh-“ Rafe took the book from your hands, your cheeks instantly flushing red as he took in the words on the page, a knowing smile on his lips.
“This is what y’get up to while ‘m at work is it?” He whispered into your ear as you stuttered to try and explain, “If you were feelin’ all needy, could’ve just asked me, baby.”
He placed the book down beside you, one of his hands slipping under your skirt, fingers trailing up and down your thigh as the other rested on your waist. He placed a kiss to the back of your neck, leaning forward to take your earlobe between his teeth.
A sharp breath escaped you, your hips jolting up slightly as a shiver of pleasure ran down your spine. His hand slid higher, the metal of his ring cool on your thigh as the pads of his finger pressed down on the damp material of your panties.
A small whine fell from your lips as he pulled the lace material to the side, his bare skin pressing against yours, “There she is,” he hummed into your ear.
“R-rafe,” you moaned as you pushed yourself up into his touch, need overtaking your mind.
He shushed you gently, as he wound his other arm around your waist, holding you against him before slowly pushing one of his fingers into you. Your breathing grew shallow as he began to move it, your head falling back to rest against his shoulder. He murmured words of praise as he slipped in a second finger, your walls clenching tightly around him.
You gripped the arm around your waist, your nails digging into his skin as your mouth fell open, the only sounds leaving you being desperate moans and the slurred sound of his name on your lips.
“Doin’ so good for me, angel.” He praised, his fingers moving at a steady pace as his thumb began to rub harsh circles on your clit.
A choked moan escaped you, your eyes falling shut as you focused on the overwhelming pleasure you felt throughout your body. “I love you,” you moaned as your toes curled, your back arching the best it could with Rafe’s arm around your waist holding you still.
“I love you, angel” he smiled against the skin of your neck, light kisses being pressed on the area.
Your thighs clenched around his hand as you grew close, you grew tighter around him as you began to squirm in his hold. Your nails dug deeper into his skin, red marks being left in their wake as a white-hot pleasure ran through you, your brain going numb at the feeling of it.
As you slowly came back to your senses, you could hear Rafe’s voice whispering about how welly you did, his fingers slowly pulling out of you. You watched with blurred vision as he brought his soaked fingers to his lips, sucking them clean as he kept his eyes on you. A glimmer shone in his eyes as he pulled his finger out of his mouth, guiding them to yours. Your mouth instinctively fell open, the tips of his fingers falling past your lips, you tasted yourself and your nose turned up as you pulled away.
His sound of his laughter filled your ears, the feeling of his chest shaking against your back. You frowned at him, your lips pressing together as your face flushed lightly, watching as he took your fingers back between his lips, making a point to hum as he sucked them clean.
“So gross,” you shook your head.
“Gross?” He raised his brows and slipped out from behind you.
You sat up, a pout falling over your face, “Where’re you going?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he placed himself between your legs, throwing them over his shoulders and pulling you close to his face, “Shhh, lay down. Not gonna stop til’, you say it’s not gross.”
Your eyes went wide and you lay back against the pillows, shifting slightly before biting down on your lip, one of your hands reaching for his as the other gripped the sheets.
