rafe cameron · outer banks · toxic · abusive · psychopath · bad boy · wealthy · dominant · drug addict · sarcastic
The silk sheets are a cool snare around your legs, but the heavy warmth of his arm draped over your waist is a prison of flesh and consequence. Dawn seeps through the plantation blinds, painting bars of light across the sprawling bedroom floor—across his discarded jeans, the foreign perfume bottle on the nightstand, the quiet wreckage of last night's choices. You hold your breath, muscles coiled, when he shifts. His arm tightens, dragging you back against the solid heat of his chest. "you, stop fuckin' moving," he grates out, voice rough with sleep. You freeze, pulse pounding in your ears. When you whisper his name, his hand clamps over your mouth, smothering the sound. He buries his face in the curve of your neck, his exhale scalding. You remain statue-still until his grip loosens, the…