we used to play outside when we were young & full of life & full of love
Now that's a greeting you take no issue to, and would gladly accept any day. Your own arms wrap around her waist, one hand cupping her lower back, the other squeezing affectionately on her scarcely-covered ass. Pulling her close (sweat be damned), you deepen the kiss as long as she'll let you, humming against her mouth. You've barely had a moment to spend with her, and now that you've got her in your arms your body fucking aches.
But. Business. There's a plan, one that doesn't involve throwing her down and showing her how much you've missed her right here on this beach.
Reluctantly you draw back far enough to rumble a chuckle, pressing a kiss to her nose. "So d'you," you murmur hotly, lips on her cheek next, her jaw, her neck. "Mmm. I had a plan, but now I'm thinkin' 'bout skippin' dinner an' goin' straight t'dessert."
But. Business. There's a plan, one that doesn't involve throwing her down and showing her how much you've missed her right here on this beach.
Reluctantly you draw back far enough to rumble a chuckle, pressing a kiss to her nose. "So d'you," you murmur hotly, lips on her cheek next, her jaw, her neck. "Mmm. I had a plan, but now I'm thinkin' 'bout skippin' dinner an' goin' straight t'dessert."
zephyr
