Page 66 of Everything I Crave

“Hey darling, put that sundress on, and some shoes, and follow me,” I tell Willow.

“Really? You think you can tell me what to wear, and where to go?” She places her hands on her hips and glares at me, but I see the tug at the corner of her lips.

“Yes, I think I can.” I slap her ass. “Let’s get a move on so we don’t miss dinner.”

She puts on a show to fight me, but within thirty seconds she’s wearing the sundress again, and has shoes on her feet.

I place her hand in mine and we walk outside. I lead her to the steps.

“Oh wow, this is beautiful. I love the new fencing and railing.” She runs her hand over the wood. “This espresso stain was definitely the right choice on color. Who did the distressing?”

“That was Emma.”

“Emma is here?” she squeals with excitement.

Oops. I forgot to tell her.

“Yea, got here early this morning, just in time to tell us what to do.” I laugh. Our sister might be the youngest, but we fall in line when she gives an order.

I lead her down the steps. “I want to show you something.”

When we get down to the beach, I see that Wyatt and Emma finished setting up the fire pit this morning. They used rocks found around the beach to complete a ring about seven inches tall, and two feet around. They even filled it with some logs tostart the fire tonight. Leaning against the driftwood log I see two long sticks for roasting marshmallows.

“Oh my gosh, I love this! It's so cute! I can see couples wanting to have an intimate picnic down here.” She snuggles into my side, like she’s imagining it with me.

I sit on the driftwood and pat the spot next to me for her to join me.

“I really missed you. It was terrible being by myself.” I kiss her forehead.

“I missed you too, but unfortunately, I was busy trying to figure out what to do about Jake. Are you sure you’re ok with the plan we made?” She looks at me, giving me an out, letting me have the space to choose to not help her.

“I’m very sure. I’ve told you a hundred times, anything you need, I’m here.”

She straddles my lap facing me. “I just want to make sure. I don’t want to force you into anything.”

“You aren’t. But you know what I want to do?” I whisper into her ear.

She shivers as I run my finger along her arm. “What?”

“Bend you over, hike this dress up, and fuck you on the beach.”

I pick her up and place her on her feet.

She bends willingly, resting her forearms on the rocks of the cliff.

I gather the bottom of her dress in my hand, and place my hand on the small of her back.

“Your ass is my favorite sight.” I pull her lacy underwear to the side, making sure that I run my hands across her ass on the way, appreciating every second I get to witness this work of art.

“Please… hurry,” she says quietly.

I unzip my shorts, and line my cock up, slamming into her, just like I know she likes; hard and fast.

“Better go quick, darling, we have five minutes before the crew descends upon us.” I laugh.

“Fuck you. You better do your job then, big boy,” she fires back, making me laugh harder.

I reach around and thumb her clit, making her buck into me, taking me deeper.

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