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Lap of Luxury

No one knew what to make of them. Rafe Cameron the man who made headlines for his reckless business deals, his late-night parties, and his penchant for chaos had somehow ended up with her. The office whispers were endless. Everyone expected scandal, a firestorm, a public meltdown. What they didn’t expect was the way she moved, serene and untouchable, like she didn’t belong in the same world as him, and yet completely, undeniably did.

That day, the conference room was buzzing with coworkers, papers scattered across the polished table, laptops open, everyone trying to focus. And there she was, sitting on his lap. Her posture perfect, her back straight, heels barely touching the floor. She was soft-spoken, elegant in a way that made it seem effortless. Her hair fell just so, the faintest hint of her perfume drifting around them, and she was explaining the work calmly, gesturing toward the documents with delicate precision.

Rafe’s hands were on her waist, holding her to his chest, leaning back in his chair like the king of the world. His eyes followed every subtle movement she made, every tilt of her head, and he smiled like a fool completely undone by her. Not a word of what she was saying registered in his brain. The words, the reports, the deadlines they could all wait. He only had eyes for her.

The first person to walk in nearly choked on their coffee. The image of the notoriously untamed Rafe Cameron, sitting in a tailored suit with a silk tie slightly loosened, holding a woman who looked like she had stepped out of a magazine, on his lap, and letting her work calmly as if they were in their own world it broke the unspoken rules of the office. Everyone knew he didn’t play about her. She wasn’t just his girlfriend. She was his. His only. His entire world wrapped in grace and elegance.

She adjusted a page on the table, still soft-spoken, still explaining, entirely unbothered by the attention. She didn’t raise her voice, didn’t blush, didn’t sway in her confidence. She was completely focused, completely herself, and completely his.

Rafe leaned his head back against hers, pressing a kiss to the top of it, his fingers curling in her hair. He didn’t care who was watching. He wasn’t going to hide her. But he also wasn’t going to let anyone get close. She could handle herself. He didn’t need anyone to see what she meant to him but oh, how he loved that they did. The shock on everyone else’s faces was almost as satisfying as having her right there, soft and flawless against him.

Her hand rested on the papers, her fingers tracing lines as she explained something to the room. His hands stayed on her, his smile growing, his eyes warm with something no one else had ever gotten from him. He wasn’t listening to a word she said. He didn’t need to. He just wanted to look at her, to feel her, to remind the world that she was his and that he wasn’t going to let anyone forget it.

The room might have been full of chatter and deadlines, but for Rafe Cameron and her, it was just her soft voice, her calm focus, and the way she made him a complete fool willing to ignore everything else in the world just to hold her.

[justicharge]

dilf!drew who looks so tough while holding his babygirl

[druwstark]

my god, im missing his great biceps :(

[rafedaddy01]

rafe fucking the Bev cart girl and recording it for black mail

love your work 🥰

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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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[rafesapologist]

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 ─ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ↴

summary: getting casted on outer banks threw you into overnight stardom, and an unforeseeable off-screen romance with one of hollywood's newest and biggest heartthrobs.

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[goldenfleecex3]

Ok it's done!! If I could animate, Id make a mean girls animatic with Starkey 😈

Oh boy this guy 🫩💔