The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 16

Miracles

I was woken by the light coming threw my window, Faye’s warm body was curled up into mine under the quilt, it felt nice to lie there and doze. My bladder forced me to move, slipping my arm from under her head trying not to wake her. I let out a hiss as my body protested about moving, I was damaged. The last full scale fights of the summer had ended 2 weeks ago and the winter war was now in full swing, raids got bigger and made up of harder lads. My new corner must have looked like easy pickings, they came at us heavy, but we were strong. We had driven off a half dozen raids, my body was a mess but we were still here.

Last night had been a celebration, my crew was passed out in my living room. It was rare for me to have people over, the gang did party not crews. I was working on making us separate from the rest of the gang, better, above them, because I had made sure that we where. I started to wake them and turn them out, battered and hung-over they all made a good show of looking fine. Tank was scared shitless that his Gran was going to tan his hide for being out all night. I had to touch Lexi’s arm to wake her, she jumped out of her skin and looked at me as if I had hit her, I was very careful then. I had seen what Lexi could do over the last few weeks and any idea that a girl couldn’t hang with a corner crew had gone, you really didn’t want to get on the stunner’s bad side.

As I sent the last of them on their way I was smiling, they where a good crew, I couldn’t ask for a better one. Life was good I had more money than I knew what to do with, loyal friend, the strongest crew in the gang and a girl that loved me. With that thought I went to wake her up. I spent a long time stood at the door watching her sleep, she looked so young when she was asleep. Hell she was so young, I was so young but I don’t remember feeling that way. I wanted to just stand and watch her all day, I wanted to leave her sleeping but I was late Saturday morning and hung-over or not in about an hour the corner would start up again, there were always addicts that needed feeding.

I leaned down and kiss her sleeping lips, fairy tales be damned it is a very ineffective way of waking a sleeping woman, all I got was a tiny moan and a faint smile. I am not saying that it wasn’t cute and sexy but it wasn’t what I had been aiming for. I tried stealing the blankets but all that got was a breath fight, a sulky face, and me standing over a naked, sleeping girl. She really was out cold. I got onto the bed to try and shake her awake but as I was climbing on she decide to roll over catching my arms. I ended up with her on top of me, I could feel her soft giving flesh pressed against my own, this looked very bad. She picked the moment that thought passed through my head to open her sparkling eyes and look down at me.

There was the brief moment of awkward tension as I wondered what she would think I was doing to her but one look at the abject panic on my face sent her into fits of laughter.

“If you wanted to feel my up all you had to do was ask ar’Rave” she giggled once she had calmed down. She moved up my body to kiss me softly on the lips, it was totally innocent that kiss but spoke of so much more. I rolled her onto her back.

“Can I feel you up ar’Faye, please?” I asked in the most innocent voice I had. I kissed her again letting our tongue play with each other. I hands moved over her body with practised ease, moving along the familiar curves. Faye’s hands went to work on my clothes, pulling my T-shirt up until my I was force to break the kiss so she could pull it over my head, the second it was passed we went back too kissing. She pushed down my pants letting my hard-on spring free. I moved one of my hands down to play with her to make sure she was ready for me.

I traced my fingers gently around her slit getting moans from her lips, soon she was wet enough for sex. I penetrated her slowly, it took a few thrust to sink myself fully into her, she could have done with some more prep work but I was too horny to hold back. I kept my thrust short keeping as deep into her as possible, my thumb found her clit, making small circular movements on top of it, as my other hand roamed her back. She hand where on my back, her fingers claws digging her nails into my skin.

It got faster real quick, this was just a bit of morning fun, there was no need to make it special. I was thrusting harder into her, grunting with each down stroke, her hips moving up to meet me, her small moans coming in time with my grunts. I was getting close, so I increased the speed of the movement the pressure of my thumb, soon the circle movement where forgotten and all I was doing was moving my hand side to side across her clit at speed. Our bodies where in sink now, pushing each other in just the right ways as we got closer and closer to climax.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, hot air blown into my ear, I think my own had stop all together as we began to peak.