Kathy's Revenge

Chapter 15
Faiths POV

After dinner all I could think about was to go to bed and get some rest before the bus ride tomorrow. Me and Willow go into the room, she goes to the bathroom to change for bed whilst I strip in the room. No sleeping naked for Faithy until we get to Cleveland and I get my own room. I pull on makeshift PJ’s (tank top and shorts) then I pull out the extra blankets from the closet and set up a make shift bed on the floor.

“What you doing?” Willow asks as she steps out of the bathroom.

“Setting my bed up.” I answer throwing down a pillow.

“You don’t have to sleep on the floor, the beds big enough for the two of us, hell its probably big enough for four people.” She says lifting up the covers and sliding in.

I stand for a second thinking. What the hell, we wont even be touching so I shouldn’t get too many naughty thoughts swimming around in my filthy mind. I pull the covers up on the other side of the bed. Willow switches the bedside table light off and we’re thrown into darkness.

That bed does look comfy. “OK” I jump in the bed next to the redhead. And allow the movement to settle before I start to get under the covers.

“Faith you are such a child.” She says this like it’s a bad thing.

“Do you want to grow up?” I take a second to think about that statement. “Even more.”

“Fair point.” She says to the ceiling. My eyes are adjusting to the dim light and I can see the outline of her features.

“So, erm… Red? Can I ask you a blunt question?

“Sure. Doesn’t mean I’ll answer though.”

Right I’m just going to come out and say it. “Did you love Kennedy?” I ask sinking my head down a bit in case she gets mad.

She doesn’t answer right away. In fact she turns away from me on the bed. “That’s a very blunt question Faith.”

I bite my lip not knowing if I should apologise or not. I just want to know.

“If you must know Faith I didn’t it just hurts…” She sobs slightly and immediately I wish I hadn’t brought it up. “It just hurts that I wasn’t enough for her.” She begins to sob heavily. Before I can even think of the next course of action she’s back in my chest. She seams to like it there. I don’t know what else to do. So I reach down hook my finger around her chin and tilt her head skyward. And crush my lips to hers.

As quick as it starts I pull away from her. “I’m sorry Red I didn’t mean…”

To my extreme surprise her lips cut off my sentence. Her hand slides along my neck and brushes a soft spot behind my ear. At this point all coherent thought fly’s out of the window. She pulls herself up slightly and pushes me down into the bed.

Her leg goes over my hip so she is sitting astride me. Her hair falling down tickling my face slightly. My limbs decide this moment to move. I pull her down further so she is literally just lying on top of me and carry on kissing her, hot, passionate, needy kisses. After a while we split apart both gasping for breath.

She again puts her knees either side of my hips, straddling me. We look at each other. Her eyes have gone a darker green, which I am guessing, well more hoping is desire. I sit up and push some hair out of her face. She again launches at me and I again lie down. My hands find her back and I run my fingertips over her shoulder blades. She inhales sharply at my touch. Going to have to note that spot.

She then decided that she doesn’t like this. Don’t be like that yes she does. She decided there is far too much material on my body. She begins to tug on my top. Pulling it upwards indicating she can’t get it any higher. I push myself up on my hands giving her room to get it up to my shoulders. Now how do I get it off me without detaching myself from her? It is impossible. I pull away just long enough to pull the offending cloth off my body. Then I’m right back where I was.

I’m shocked that she started this entire getting naked thing off. I fall back to the bed with her still on top of me. I reach down and begin to unbutton the top to her PJ’s starting from the bottom and working my way up. It’s surprising how frantic and almost carnal our kissing is but I’m taking the time to unbutton her shirt. Not just rip it off.

When I reach the last one I push my hand over her shoulder, which makes her shiver again. Then run my hand along her arm to push it off her body. Even the movement down her arm provokes a reaction. She lifts her hand from the bed to slide the garment off one side of her body.

We’re still kissing hard and fast when she reaches down to play with my nipples. I take a breath as she touches them; I so, wasn’t expecting that. I follow her lead and reach out for a squeeze.

After a while of fondling around in the upper regions she pulls my legs apart and gets in between them to pull off my shorts. My, my Red, you sure aren’t shy in the bedroom are ya? They are off before I even finish the thought. She stops and smiles. “So that IS your natural hair colour.” What? She tries to get back up to me. Not likely. Not till you’re as naked as me.

Let me tell you from that particular angle it’s not the easiest job in the world. Somehow they make their way to the floor. Mmmm-naked Willow.

Ooh no red hair down there… nice and smooth. I look at her naked body and admire it whilst I have the chance, before she attaches her mouth to mine again. I roll onto my side and she is on hers, our legs intertwine as we carry on making out, slower this time… with more feeling.

How much time elapses I’m not sure, after a while Willow rolls on top of me again and her hands get busy feeling every inch of skin she can get to. She runs her hands up and down my thighs, getting closer to my pussy with every stroke. She then stops and looks into my eyes. I pull her forward to kiss her again making her hand unintentionally push against my nether regions.

My hips thrust forward of their own accord into her hand. Need. More. Friction. She’s sitting with one knee on either side of my thigh. So I decide to take control of this. Letting her know what I want. I reach down between her legs and begin to rub her clit with my thumb. Her hips move this time pushing downward into my hand. I’m not about to move away at this point and I slide my index finger into her.

I’m rewarded with a slight moan. Plus her hand, reaching for the same place. The moment she enters me I can feel it deep in the pit of my stomach. I manage to regain composure to tuck my elbow under her so I have the right angle to get at what I’m looking for. As I push further in I hit it. How do I know? Well she’s biting my neck there’s a good clue. It’s sending me into a bit of a frenzy.

The next few moments are spent intertwined with each other. Nothing outside this moment, this room, this act, exists, as the orgasm rips through my body. My mouth is open with a silent scream. Then I’m hit immediately with a second. I have to push at her forearm to get her to retract. At least she gets the message.

Right, time for the redhead. She almost tries to dismount and let me recover. Not fucking likely. I’ve started this I intend to finish. I push into her hitting that sweet spot once more stopping her movement instantaneously. As I begin to thrust in and out in a slow rhythm her face is buried in my neck. Small moans are heard from her with every thrust inwards.

As the moans gain in both pitch and volume I once again push my thumb against her clit. This being the last push she needs. My neck is going to be black and blue by tomorrow as she’s biting down on it again.

She rolls off me to her side of the bed, panting. “So was it good for you too?” I manage between gasps of air.

All she can do is mumble slightly. All I manage to understand is. ”Give me a sec.”

I look at the window; it’s staring to get light again already. I don’t bother to look at the time before falling to sleep with Willow in my arms.