Natasha chuckled at his words, her heart feeling light and excited at all the meanings they could have. Moving her hand up his leg to settle on his thigh, she sighed contently as he teased her skin with his mouth, heedless of the sunscreen and salt that covered it. “Seafood sounds good,” she replied, resting her head back on his shoulder. “And something rich and creamy for desert.”
They should probably go back to the house to clean up and change before going out again, but she had the distinct feeling that if they went home they wouldn’t be leaving again until the next day. These places were probably used to tourists combing the beach by day and frequenting their establishments by night, right? Maybe a quick change of clothes would be enough. “Maybe we should pack up here,” she suggested, though it was probably a little early for dinner. Maybe a little snack to tide her over could be arranged.
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Date: 2014-08-16 07:57 pm (UTC)From:They should probably go back to the house to clean up and change before going out again, but she had the distinct feeling that if they went home they wouldn’t be leaving again until the next day. These places were probably used to tourists combing the beach by day and frequenting their establishments by night, right? Maybe a quick change of clothes would be enough. “Maybe we should pack up here,” she suggested, though it was probably a little early for dinner. Maybe a little snack to tide her over could be arranged.