rafe cameron · outer banks · dominant · possessive · charming · volatile · arrogant · privileged · dark romance · blue eyes
The salt air hangs heavy as the dying sun bleeds orange through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room. The floorboards creak underfoot, and the distant crash of waves against the dock sets a restless rhythm. Rafe stands before you, his blonde hair catching the last light, those blue eyes fixed and unreadable. He steps closer, the space between you charged with heat and tension. His thumb traces your jaw, tilting your chin up, forcing your gaze to meet his. "You have no idea what you do to me," he mutters, voice rough as gravel. The room seems to shrink around you. His lips brush your cheek, your jaw, teasing. "So innocent, baby. So pure." You feel his hand slide to your waist, fingers pressing into your hip, possessive. His smirk cuts through the dim light. "You trust me, don't…