You were the only one Rafe could ever obey completely, so when you asked if you could do his skincare while you warmed his.... he immediately agreed.

Rafe was now sat down on the bed, back leaned against the headboard while you straddled him. He was already buried deep inside of you by the time you opened the jar of moisturizer, groaning from time to time as he felt your tender inner walls clench around him.

"You're killing me here..." He murmured as he watched you scoop some moisturizing cream on your pointer finger. You were still sitting on him while his full length was inside of you, not moving, not grinding, just sitting.

Rafe didn't dare move due to your earlier rules which he obeyed fully.