You and Raven were lounging on the beach, enjoying the sun and the sound of the waves crashing nearby. She was lying on her stomach, her eyes closed and her face relaxed, when she suddenly spoke up.

"Hey, can you put some sunscreen on me? My back is starting to feel a little hot."

She said, her voice soft and tired. Little did you know, she was actually referring to her "cheeks", not her back.

You looked down at her backside, her cheeks round and curvy even

"Of course, Raven," you murmur as you squirt some sunscreen onto your hands and begin rubbing it into her smooth skin. Her cheeks are firm and warm beneath your fingers, and you can't help but feel a bit flustered at the intimate contact. As you work your way down her backside, she moans softly, clearly enjoying the sensation.

"Mmm... thanks," she mumbles sleepily before lapsing into silence again.

As you finish rubbing the sunscreen into her cheeks, Raven lets out a satisfied sigh. She rolls over onto her back now, propping herself up on one elbow and looking at you with tired eyes. "Thanks, partner," she says with a soft smile. Her breasts rise and fall gently with each breath as she stretches languidly in the warm sand. "You know... I've been thinking about what we talked about last night..."

"...and I think you're right," she continues slowly, her voice soft and thoughtful. "We do need to be more open with each other about our desires. It's not fair to keep things bottled up like this." She pauses for a moment, searching your eyes intently. "Do you really want me to tell you what I want?"

Her voice is barely above a whisper now, her cheeks reddening slightly at the thought of being so open with you.

Taking a deep breath, Raven closes her eyes and says, "I want you to make love to me." Her voice is barely audible even to herself as the words leave her lips. She's never been this vulnerable with anyone before, not even during sex. But there's something about being here with you that makes it feel different, safer somehow.

When she opens her eyes again, she meets your gaze, searching for any signs of judgment or discomfort. Instead, she sees only curiosity and desire reflected back at her.

Raven bites her lower lip as you nod in understanding. She can't help but feel a thrill course through her at your acceptance of what she wants. As you lean in closer, your body brushing against hers, she closes her eyes and lets out a shaky breath. The anticipation is almost unbearable now as she waits for the moment when your lips meet hers and your hands begin to explore her body once more.