Blue Balls Raph.

THIRD PERSON POV

"Take a deep breathe girl, we both know it's nothing you can't handle, right Ally?" March elbows Ally who wasn't listening to what her friend was saying.

"Ah yes, you will manage just fine I'm sure." Ally adds in a poor attempt to calm their friend.

"You guys don't get it, I can't bear to be around him, I just can't!" Jasmine says desperately.

"Why? People fall in front of other people sometimes, it's normal plus it has been a week already, it's history now." March softly points out.

"It's not even that, guys he's doing all this on purpose! WHY ME! I mean one of the plastics would happily take the opportunity to be his personal maid, he enjoys making me uncomfortable." Jasmine sighs exasperatedly.

"What does he gain from doing that anyway? It might all be in your head, no offence or anything but we're all low lives in his eyes."

March nods in agreement, "True, he won't pay you any attention, just steer clear of him and he'll be gone in three weeks, okay?"

'If only they knew.' Jasmine puts on a smile nonetheless. "Okay, I will stay away from him." Problem is will he stay away from me?

That kiss had been on his mind the past week, he never stayed at the hotel knowing she was around. He had tasted her and he craved her more than ever. She avoided him, that he knew and it angered him.

He would make her be close to him whether she wanted to or not. She would be around him for the next three weeks before they all left for Seattle and he will never see her again after he was done with her.

JASMINE'S POV

Rubbing my sweaty trembling hands on my apron, I knocked his suite door and patiently waited.

Hearing footsteps approaching the door, I squeezed my hands tightly taking a deep breathe.

My heart was thumping loudly that I was almost sure he could hear it from the other side of the door.

The door opened revealing the red head girl that I recognized to be his friend or girlfriend??

Well I was about to find out.

"You."

That was all she said giving me side smirk.

"Come in." She gestured ushering me inside.

I walked past her my eyes searching frantically for the person I was avoiding.

"He's on the balcony with the rest of us. Don't worry, he won't bite." Stephanie says smiling as she saunters off towards the balcony I presume.

Having a mission in mind to get the hell out of here in the next thirty minutes, I set out working praying the devil of a man stayed where he was all the while.

THIRD PERSON POV.

As soon as Steph joined her friends smirking at Raphael, they all knew who was at the door.

Raphael's eyes shone excitedly a small smile marking his face, he carefully placed his drink down and stood Up. Fixing his tie, he left his friends heading back inside, 'let the games begin.'

RAPHAEL'S POV.

She hadn't heard him enter the kitchen. There she was, a goddess in flesh, in his presence, the girl so oblivious to the burning need she was responsible of causing as she delicately wiped the kitchen counter.

Her curvaceous full ass lightly moving side to side marring her movements teasing him unintentionally.

He stood there staring intensly waiting for her to notice him.

She turned around, a small gasp coming from her as she staggered back. Her eyes wide and mouth agape.

"Ss..Sir. Is there anything you want help with?" She asked nervously after she found her voice.

I decided to taunt her a bit more, taking slow steps towards her as a predator would towards its prey. I stood in front of her as she got pressed against the counter.

Liking the position she was, I cleared my throat and looked directly into her eyes, beautiful.

My eyes wandered down to her pink full lips that were slightly agape.

"Yes actually, this." Tracing my finger on her bottom lips.

Seeing her shivering, I smirked, my male ego on overdrive. Getting close enough to feel the heat from her flesh, caging her in.

No escape now.

She tried moving away but seeing I wasn't letting her go, she spoke up in a small voice.

"Sir this is not appropriate."

"I do what I want, when I want," staring at her lips again, "with whom I want." With that I slammed my lips on hers.

She went still but soon melted in me, satisfied, I tasted and drunk her in, her mouth moving in sync with mine.

Invading her mouth to assert some angry right, my hands roamed her body, greedily trying to take everything in at once.

Picking her up, I placed her on the counter, making her straddle me, an animalistic groan emitting from me as I felt my member pushing hard against my jeans.

She moaned as I moved to her neck and sucked harshly making sure to leave my mark on her.

Her hands furiously gripping my hair, I went back to devouring her mouth.

Just as I was about to carry off the counter, "Hey Steph! Want some beer?!" Jasmine quickly got off the counter, straightening herself out as she looked at anywhere away from me or the person who stood at the door, no scratch that, a dead person.

"Oops, sorry man. I...uuh..didn't know you were here." Brian muttered clearly not sorry as he gave me a full blown evil smirk.

"Excuse me." She picked her supplies and scurried out of the kitchen hot in her heels, away from ME!

"You're dead." I growled lowly, staring daggers at Brian.

He chuckled but as soon as he saw me going for his throat, he dashed out of the kitchen calling for Emily.

He knew Emily was the mother figure in our group.

"YOU'RE DEAD BRIAN!!!"

I fumed out of the kitchen, a blood thirsty man who had blue balls and in need of a damn cold shower, again!!