𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐄 | Rafe Cameron

TWENTY

020 ~ Eyes On The Road

TW kind of

I make my way upstairs and pull Rafe by the wrist and drag him round so Toby can't see us if he decides to come up.

"What's your deal?" I hiss. "Lee, I live here."

Right.

I leave him in a huff but don't get far. "So your going to the party?" He asks.

"Yes." I roll my eyes, sick of the constant questions. "Now if you don't mind, I'm suppose to be babysitting."

"In my house," He corrects me. "Wards house." I reply.

"My house" he repeats. "Im sorry do you have a problem with this, or-"

"Im taking you to the party be ready at 8."

"But how will I get back-"

"I'll take you"

"But I don't want a curfew"

"Then I'll wait" I see him start to get annoyed, his nostrils start to flare.

"But what if you want to go home"

"I'll cope"
He shrugs.

"Rafe-"

"Lee, shut up!" He hold his palm up waving it in the air. He licks his lips. "Im taking you. Im taking you home."

"But-"

"Say another word and you'll regret it, Lee" he warns. I want to test him. "Oh ye?"
I tease slowly walking up to him, "how's that?"

He looks down at me. "Be a good girl tonight and you won't have to find out," I stare blankly, a loss for words. My mouth goes dry and I swallow harshly; "I'll keep that in mind."

"I'm sure you will" he mumbled under his breathe as he made his way down the hallway of upstairs. I just stand there, watching. He's so smug it annoys me-

"Leanne!"

Oh my god, this child.

"I spilt something!" Please not on the carpet. Please not on the carpet. Please not on the carpet. I walk down the stairs to see a mess on the kitchen island. At least it's not the white carpet, I'd be dead.

"What's your thing and messing with my shi- things?" I begin to clean it up. "I'm curious," he shrugs, finishing his Mac and cheese like he didn't just make a huge mess a few seconds ago.

"Well can you be curious and not touch things."

Toby looks at me with a mouth full of food and says, "my mommy says that, did she tell you to say that?" He pauses, rolling his eyes to resume his game on the iPad "I bet she did." He groaned.

Thank god he goes in half an hour because I don't think I can cope anymore. It's someone's bed time.

I carry on getting ready. I'd just finished my makeup and now I was currently straightening my hair in the kitchen. "Mommy!" The kid sees his mom through the window and jumps of the chair to answer the door.

"Hi, Miss May!" I greet her at the door. "Hey, sweetie. How was he?" She rests her hand on his shoulder, him still on the IPad. "Not too bad." It's not a total lie.

"Awh good." She hands me the money after a little small talk and makes her way home while I finish getting ready for the party soon.

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I'm ready for the party with a low waisted shorts that sit perfect on the bottom of my hip dips and a crop that matched.

I built up the courage to knock on Rafes door so we can go. I knock. I wait. "Yes." He answered, standing at the door aimlessly.

I give the boy a knowing look, "are you ready?" I ask. "Are you?" He returns, looking me up and down."

"Do I look ready," because I am. "Your not ready." Is he for real, right now?

"I think I am" I say in a mocking tone. He stared at my shorts for a second and replied "not in those your not." He says with a straight face.

I gawp at him, scowling. "Yes the fuck I am" I say "let's go." I turn around, starting to walk away, but I hear no foot steps behind me.

I spin around, not moving me feet from the ground, looking at the tall boy dressed in denim jeans and white-T. "I can see your fuckin' ass in those." He glared.

I bit back a smile. "Okay. And?" I ask, getting nothing but a death stare back, I turn my back to him again "nothing you haven't seen before." I say under my breathe. I don't look back but I hear footsteps this time.

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We're in the car in pure silence. I sit on my phone to avoid small talk by pretending to be busy.

I kept seeing him from the corner of my eye looking over at my bare thighs. I crossed them so my legs didn't melt to the seat. Curious, I glanced at him, driving with one hand on the wheel and the other on the stick inches away from my thigh.

A quick flash of heat rushes through my body knowing how close his hands are to my touch. I try to not let it show by looking to my right, through the window and shifting further away from his hand.

A dangerous idea come to mind, I smirk. "What are you laughing at?"

I was laughing?

"I didn't even realise I was laughing, sorry." I apologise, turning to face him again. He looks confused. "Just had a thought, doesn't matter." I shake it off.

I crack the window suddenly feeling flushed. The same idea kept coming to mind, I pushed it to the side again but it kept coming.

The thought of him driving, trying to concentrate, whilst I suck him under the steering wheel made my mouth salivate.

Stop, Leanne. It's Sarah's brother.

I turn my head slowly towards him while leaning over the centre console. I lifted my self from the leather seat and started to slide my palm down his covered bulge.

His eyes widened, rapidly. He jolted his head to face me in shock. "What the fuck are you doing?" He hissed. I kissed down his neck feeling his pulse quicken on my lips. I lick a small strip of skin on his neck hearing his breathe hitch.

I felt his warm breathe against my ear. "Lee-" I held my finger against my lips and lifted my head enough so he could see me and the road at the same time.

"Keep driving" i unzip his jeans, he gulps, he hardens in my hand, "I'm going to suck your dick, and your not going to say a word."

"Yes?" I whisper. He smirks at me "all yours princess."

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