World In Flames

I walked out onto the sandy beach of our new fortress; our home. The sun was beginning to set, casting dark shadows across the ground. The sky rumbled, and a cool breeze shook through the trees, causing goosebumps to raise on my arms. I shivered, wrapping my arms tightly around myself as I continued on my way to my favorite spot on our property.

A cave about a quarter of a mile from our small, condo-like home.

It was absolutely beautiful.

The entrance is kind of hidden from from view by all sorts of the plants and trees that cover the whole island. There is a small stream that runs from the cave and into the ocean, it's filled with several little creatures that I call my friends. I love to just sit in the cave and let my feet dangle in the water, watching all the little animals swim and play. But I usually only come here when I'm upset.

Much like today.

I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but something was definitely bothering me. Maybe I was just homesick. I mean it has been 5 month's since I last talked to any of my family. I miss them so much, and being here, on this island, is simply killing me. Don't get me wrong, I am absolutely ecstatic that I can now be with Dad.. er uh.. Matt, but my family is also very important to me. Especially my brother, who probably thinks we're dead, like everyone else. I try to talk to Matt about these things, but he always changes the subject..

Speaking of which, I guess I'm also kind of upset about him as well. He's been kinda... distant lately. He wont talk to me, he barely looks at me, and when he does, he looks completely emotionless. I just hope he isn't regretting our decision.. our marriage. I honestly don't think I could handle losing him, after all we've been through.

He's all that I've got.

I've forgotten what it's like to be without him, and I never want to be reminded.

I sat in the cave for about a half an hour before it started to rain pretty hard outside and I decided to head back. I didn't want to worry Daddy.

I grabbed my shoes and headed out of the cave stopping just before I walked out into the rain to zip my hoodie, and pull my hood over my head. Lightning lit up the sky and thunder rumbled, shaking the ground beneath me.

I walked faster.

I was almost to the condo when I seen a man standing on the waters edge. The man was tall, with curly, shoulder length hair, and big arms. He had his jeans rolled up to his knees, and was wearing a plain white t-shirt. He had his arms crossed, and he was just looking out into the ocean, not moving.

It took me longer than it should have to realize it was Dad.

I stopped, about 15 feet away and just watched him. It was then that I realized he was crying. I couldn't see his face, but I could see his shoulders moving; shaking. He wiped his eyes, and took a deep breath, but made no move to leave that same spot.

I slowly walked up behind him and wrapped my arms around his torso, laying my head on his back between his shoulder blades. I kissed him.

I felt him tense up, and then relax, but not fully. Neither one of us said anything. We just stood there, in the rain, me holding him, and him practically ignoring me.

I started to cry. I knew he was hurting, but I didn't know it was this bad, and I didn't know how to help him. I squeezed him tighter as my body shook, whether it was from the freezing rain, or from the tears, I'm not sure.

A sniffle escaped me, and before I knew it, my arms were removed from his body involuntarily, and fell to the ground in a sitting position with his face in his hands. I kneeled down beside him, and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Dad?" I asked in a soft voice. "Daddy? Are you okay?"

He didn't respond, instead he just shrugged my hand off. By this time I was really crying.

"Dad, talk to me! Wh-what wrong?" I cried, resting my forehead on his shoulder.

He pushed me off of him, and stalked inside like I wasn't even there.

I sat there in the sand crying my heart out for what felt like forever before I felt it was probably a good idea to go inside. I walked the short distance to the house, and onto the porch. I grabbed my beach towel from this afternoon and dried myself off the best I could, all the while trying to control my sniffles, wanting to get my breathing back to normal so he wouldn't know I had been crying the whole time I was out there.

I stripped down to just my panties, and wrapped my towel around me before heading inside, toward the bathroom. The entire house was dark, and there was no sign of him anywhere. His truck was still here, meaning he was around here somewhere, probably our bedroom. I flipped on the light in the kitchen, and nothing happened. I guess the storm knocked the power out.

Great. That means no shower for me.

I decided to just have something to drink, something hard, and then go crash on the couch. Screw clothes, there was absolutely no way I was going into our room and disturbing him.

I pulled out the bottle of Jack Daniels from the cabinet, removed the lid, and tipped er' back. I took about 4 huge gulps before sitting it back on the counter, already feeling the alcohol spreading through my veins; heating me up.

Before I could do anything else, I felt big arms snake around me.

Matt.

He nestled his face in my neck, and took a deep breath.

"Mmmmm," he groaned, sucking on my throat. He took the towel off of me and started massaging my titts, rolling my nipples between his fingers.

"Daaaad!" I moaned. I wanted to object, I wanted to tell him to fuck off, I wanted to tell him that he wasn't getting any puss until he told me what the fuck was going on with him. I wanted to, but I couldn't. To be honest, this was long over due, and God, I needed this.

He turned me around in his arms, and picked me up and put me on the counter, attaching his mouth to one of my nipples. He licked it, flicking his tongue on it before sucking really hard, and ended with a sharp bite. He then switched to the other side, giving it the same treatment. I stopped him, and removed his shirt, wrapping my arms around his neck and shoving my tongue in his mouth, tasting his for the first time in days. He tasted of mint, and salt. Probably form swallowing his tears. This thought made me want him even more. I kissed him hard, feeling his teeth through our lips. He moaned, picking me up, and laying me on the kitchen floor.

"Kiera," he breathed.

He picked my legs up, and placed them both on his right shoulder, and kissed my feet, before spreading my legs and kissing all the way up the inside of my leg, then going back to the bottom and licking from my ankle to my panty line. Now, my panties were already damp from the rain, but now, they were fucking soaked.

He hooked his fingers into the side of my panties, and pulled them off in one swift motion, before kneeling down in front of me and literally shoving his entire face into my pussy. He shook his face from side to side, up and down and rotated it in all different directions before coming up. His face was drenched.. with me. Seeing him like that just turned me on more. I raised up and pulled his face down to me, licking him all over, tasting myself. I wrapped my arms around his neck once more before raising my hips up off the ground, grinding myself on his enormous mound.

"Fuck me Daddy, make your little girl cum!"

He moaned, and I pulled his hair causing him to moan louder. He quickly unbuttoned his pants, and pushed them to his ankles, setting his cock free. He grabbed my by the hips and pulled my toward him. He used one hand to hold himself up, and the other to guide his dick inside of me, and it wasn't but just a few seconds before we both moaned out in complete pleasure and satisfaction. We needed this, and in that moment everything seemed alright.

He pulled all the way out, and the slowly, forcefully, pushed all the way back in. He kneeled over me wrapping his hands around the sides of my face, looking into my eyes. Every few minutes he would kiss me ever so gently, never breaking eye contact. He fucked me like this for a long time before we were both breathless,needing to come.

Then he picked up the pace, holding my hips he pounded into me like there was no tomorrow.

"HARDER!!" I screamed digging my nails into his forearms. "FASTER!"

I felt myself clench around him and I completely let go, my orgasm hit my like a ton of bricks in the best of ways. Not long after, I felt him cum inside me with a loud moan, and collapsing on my chest.

We laid like this for a while, and when I woke up, I was curled into his side in the bed. I had no idea what time it was because the electric was still out. I snuggled in tighter to him and kissed him on the chest, making him smile in his sleep. I could feel his boner pressed up against my leg, and I reached down and grabbed it, jerking it a few times. He twitched, but didn't wake up. I decided that in the morning I was going to wake him up by sucking him off, but for now I needed some sleep.

I snuggled back into him, and quickly fell asleep to his snoring and the rain on the tin roof of our condo, feeling happier than I had in a long time.

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