Chapter Thirteen: The Calm Before the Storm
Tasha stirred slightly as the warm light shone brightly on her bare back. Soft fingers traced light circles into her skin, bringing a smile to her face. Slowly, she opened her eyes, meeting Rafe's adoring, soft gaze. "Hi."
"Hi." He replied, the corners of his lips curved into a small smile as he brushed her hair away from her face.
"How long have you been awake?" She yawned, moving closer to him as she rested her head against his bare chest.
"A while." Rafe chuckled, stroking her head soothingly as she peppered light kisses to his chest.
"You've been staring at me this whole time?" Tasha inquired as another yawn fell past her lips.
"Perhaps." He smiled smugly as she looked up at him, her tired eyes waking up slightly. "You're beautiful."
"Hmm, thank you." She kisses his chin affectionately, unable to stop smiling. "I like this. I hardly ever have seen you look anything but serious and mean."
"I have a reputation to uphold." Rafe pulled on her waist, making Tasha straddle his waist, the blanket falling back revealing their bare bodies.
"I think that as serious as you like to be, you have a soft side." She rested her hands on his chest, trying to ignore the hard appendage resting against her inner thigh.
"Do I?" Rafe rubbed her waist, smiling at her in the same way he always did and it would send shivers through her entire body. Rafe traced his fingers from her waist to her stomach as she rested her forehead against his. Slowly, he drew his fingers further down, sliding against her slit with a hum of approval at the wetness that he gathered on his two fingers. "Well, someone's thinking dirty thoughts, hmm?"
Tasha rolled her eyes at him, sitting up slightly so his erect length rubbed against her inner thigh. "I don't think I'm the only one, Rafe."
"Hmm." Rafe brought his hand to her face, eyes sparkling as he watched her open her mouth, pulling his fingers into his mouth. She gazed back at him as she twirled her tongue around his fingers, sucking her essence from them. Rafe's eyes darkened as his other hand gripped her waist harder before slipping between her legs. His thumb found her clit, pressing hard against it.
Tasha moaned against his fingers that were still in her mouth, grinding her hips down against his fingers. Rafe smirked, pulling his fingers from her mouth to grab at her chest.
Soon enough the couple had showered, both getting dressed quickly as they realized that Sam and Nate would've been waiting on them for over an hour at that point. The two walked down the hall to their room, and Tasha found herself giddy when she stepped in and saw Sam and Nate both look at them with raised eyebrows.
"Where the hell have you two been?"
"Sleeping." Rafe answered, sitting down at the end of the couch that Sam was on.
Tasha instead went over to the balcony, looking out over the city. She began to braid her damp hair, barely noticing the footsteps come from behind her. She then realized her neck had a decent few hickies and decided it was better to leave her hair down.
"I thought you two were fighting?" Sam leaned his arm on the bars, glancing over at Tasha with raised eyebrows.
"We made up." Tasha replied, brushing a few droplets of water off her shoulder as she brought her hair forward, hoping neither of the brothers would notice the deep purple like bruises that had formed.
"I see." Sam took out a cigarette and lit it. "So what were you and Rafe up to last night? Must've been a late night for you."
"We talked." She replied coily, a small smirk coming to her face as she remembered the evening she spent with Rafe. Tasha let out a squeal when Sam pushed her hair off her shoulder, a wide smirk appearing on his face as he saw the hickies.
"Fucking finally."
Tasha rolled her eyes, pointedly wrinkling her nose at him before taking a seat next to Rafe on the couch. He glanced over at her, a small smile on his face as he wrapped his arm around her waist.
Nathan gaped at them a moment. "Wait... are you two... no way!"
Rafe smirked smugly at the youngest Drake, his grip tightening on Tasha slightly before he pulled her lips against his. Nathan let out a groan of annoyance causing the couple to chuckle.
"You two aren't going to be like this all the time, are you?"
Tasha smirked at Nathan when she pulled back from Rafe. "Sorry, Kiddo."
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