On Your Side ~ The Veronicas

Rafe crashed his lips down to hers, pushing her back gently against the window. Tasha let out a gasp, giving him access to slide his tongue between her lips, massaging against hers sensually. Rafe's left hand pinned her hip to the wall while his right slid up her body, stopping just shy of her chest. Tasha's hands slipped under his shirt, dragging her nails gently across his toned abdomen. "Take this stupid thing off."

Rafe grinned at her, pulling back to toss his shirt aside. His hands quickly went back to her waist, one sliding up her shirt to caress her chest. "You're quite demanding, aren't you, sweetheart?"

"You have no idea." Tasha teased, bringing his lips back to hers.

The kiss was one of passion, Rafe's hand squeezed her left breast while his other slowly slid her tank top up her body to expose more of her skin. Tasha wrapped her arms around his neck once her shirt was removed, her fingers twirling through the length of his hair, gripping it tightly when Rafe groaned against her lips.

His lips moved to her jawline before quickly moving lower to the nape of her neck, pressing wet, opened mouth kisses there as his skilled fingers unclasped her bra. He tossed it aside, reviling in the way her whole body shivered when he pulled back to gaze at her. "You're beautiful."

Tasha blushed, averting her gaze to the ground. Rafe tutted, his long fingers grasping her chin, slowly tilting her head up until his eyes bored into hers. She felt hypnotized as he pushed her back against the wall, dipping his head down to her chest. He wasted no time, and in mere seconds had sucked one of her breasts into his mouth, gently nibbling on the sensitive flesh. She let out a moan, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he ran his tongue over her nipple.

Tasha let out a gasp when she felt Rafe's hand on the hem of her shorts. He hummed appreciatively at the moan that left her lips as he began to palm her through her shorts. He bit down on her nipple, making Tasha cry out. Rafe was going to pull away and make sure he wasn't being too rough on her, but to his surprise she moaned in protest and held his head in place. He smirked, kissing his way to her neck as he pulled her towards the bed.

"Do you like that, sweetheart?" His voice was husky as he undid the button on her shorts, slipping his fingers into them with ease.

"Y-yes." She replied breathlessly as the back of her knees hit the bed.

Gently, Rafe pushed her back, crawling on top of her as his lips met hers once more. He rubbed her through her panties, a quiet moan leaving his lips when he felt how wet she was... because of him. Rafe slowly pulled his hand from her shorts, making Tasha whine in protest. He chuckled, smiling smugly at her while she glared at him.

"Why did you stop?!" She huffed in frustration, wiggling her hips to try to get some friction back.

Rafe held her hips in place, his eyes sparkling deviously. "What do you want, Tasha?"

She blushed under his gaze, "Rafe—"

"What do you want?" He repeated, his hand gently stroking the bare skin of her hipbone.

"I want — damn it, Rafe! I want you!"

His demeanour nearly faltered at the admission, but he quickly recovered as he hummed in acknowledgment. "And what would you like me to do, sweetheart?"

"Rafe —" A low whine left her mouth as she felt Rafe slowly pull down her shorts. Her entire body ached to feel him close again.

"Use your words, sweetie." The nickname nearly made Tasha moan, but she fought the urge, gaining a small confidence from the way he gazed at her with nothing but affection in his eyes.

"I want you to fuck me." She finally said after a few moments, her core aching to feel his warm touch. "Please, Rafe."

Rafe leaned down, kissing her passionately. "Patience, Tasha."

"You know patience has never been my strong suit." Tasha replied, nibbling on her bottom lip as she watched him tug down her shorts before tossing them aside.

His eyes gazed at her body, before he let his eyes meet hers. "I'll make it worth the wait, sweetheart. Don't you worry."

Tasha gasped as Rafe ripped her underwear from her body, tossing the shreds to the ground before quickly grabbing her thighs. He lifted her legs over his shoulders as he brought his face closer to her aching core.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at him. She could feel his breath fanning against her and that alone nearly made her mewl. "Beautiful." Rafe mumbled before pressing a soft, almost delicate kiss to her hip bone before kissing downwards towards where she wanted him most.

"Tasha?"

"Hmm?" She hummed in response, in a daze from his soft kisses.

Tasha moaned as Rafe ran his tongue along her slit slowly before dipping his tongue into her, groaning in appreciation at her taste. Her fingers twisted through his hair, biting her lip hard to try to keep quiet.

Rafe didn't like that.

He moved upwards slightly, wrapping his lips around her clit and sucking viciously. The feeling was far too much for Tasha to handle and she cried out, her back arching as Rafe began to thrust two fingers into her without warning.

"Rafe!" She cried, tugging on his hair harshly as he sped up his movements, rolling his tongue against her clit while his fingers worked magic on her. She felt like she was going to explode, her entire body lit on fire from his actions.

Rafe hummed in appreciation as he moved his thumb to her clit, rubbing hastily while his tongue found her hole. Tasha cried out loud enough that they both knew the whole hotel had probably heard her. Her legs shook uncontrollably  as she came, Rafe happily licking up the mess she created before smirking up at her.

Rafe quickly dropped her legs, crawling up her body until his lips crashed against hers. As if on instinct Tasha wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling his erection press against her soaked core. She was exhausted, but having him so close immediately gave her energy. She moaned as he rubbed it against her slit, chuckling at how desperate she was for him. Though he knew he was just as desperate for her.

Rafe pulled back from Tasha's lips, gazing down at her as he brushed her hair away from her face. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Tasha—"

"Rafe." She smiled at him, finding it adorable that he wanted to be sure she was okay with this. "I need you to fuck me."

"Well," He was breathless for a moment before he smiled at her. "I guess you could say your wish is my command, sweetheart."

Rafe slowly pushed into her, not wanting to rush, even though it took all of his restraint not to snap his hips against hers. Tasha moaned at the feeling of his cock stretching her out, wiggling her hips when she got more comfortable.

Rafe chuckled, "So impatient."

Knowing she had adjusted, Rafe began to rock back and forth, nearly pulling out all the way before snapping his hips against hers, each time thrusting harder and faster. He knew he wouldn't last long, not with the way she was moaning his name and squirming beneath him. "Fuck!" Rafe cursed as he bit her lip hard, kissing her like his life depended on it. "You're mine," He groaned as he slammed into her as hard as he could. "Say it, Tasha."

"I'm yours!" She cried out as she felt his fingers rub harsh circles into her clit. "I'm yours, Rafe!" Her back arched, moans spilling from her lips with every breath. "Rafe — fuck —"

He knew she was on the edge, and with one more hard thrust, he whispered in her ear. "Cum for me, Tasha."

Rafe pulled her body close, letting out a groan as he felt her writhe under him. He would give anything to remember her like that forever, pure bliss written on every ounce of her being. She tightened around his cock as she came, the feeling sending Rafe over the edge. He came soon after, her name spilling from his lips, among a few curse words as he pushed himself as far into her as he could manage, wanting to mark her as his for eternity.

The two panted breathlessly for a moment, taking in the peace and quiet after the beautiful act they had done together. Rafe rested above her, leaning his weight primarily on his arms which were on either side of her head. His forehead leaned against hers, his hot breath fanning her already warm face.

Tasha smiled at him as she ran her fingers through his disheveled hair, a rare sight indeed. Rafe smiled back, one of the few times in his life he truly smiled and felt happy. Any other moments in his life that happened were with her.

She was his, and he, hers.

A/N: I HOPE YOU GUYS APPRECIATE THIS SMUT CHAPTER CUZ IT WAS A BITCH TO WRITE LOL