Sandy Beaches

She could hear the steady rhythm of his heart beat as she laid her head against his chest. Their bodies were intertwined on a bed of sand with the sun as their blanket. The wind teased their hair and dried the glistening beads of sweat covering their bodies. They stayed locked in each others embrace for an irrelevant amount of time. They had no place to be and a private beach all to their selves.

Under the surface of her beautiful exterior, he could sense something but couldn’t pinpoint exactly what it was. Absent mindlessly she brushed grains of sand off his chest. Her gentle touch sent small waves of pleasure through his body.  He began to caress the skin left exposed from the blue and white bathing suit. The bathing suit left very little for the imagination and the way she wore it gave off the perfect image of sexy and proper. Lying on a secluded beach with her in his arms, he was more interested in the former.

He leaned in and kissed her forehead, tasting the salty beads of perspiration. She smiled and ran her hand over his chest, her nails skimming across his skin with deliberate movements. His eyes closed and he focused on the five trails being drawn. The sensational lines came to a stop along the nape of his neck. She cupped her hand behind his head and pulled herself up on to his chest. She placed light kisses along his jaw line, taking her time and enjoying the fun of foreplay.

He opened his eyes and gazed into hers. He saw past the green tinted window to a soul whose beauty surpassed every sunset, and sunrise. They kissed and as their lips danced delicately across each others. The world melted away. The noise which was once distant, did not fade with the outside world, instead it had grown louder. He pulled away from the kiss, and the sound grew fainter. She pressed her lips against his, this time with more passion and desire than before. As she did, the sound grew louder.

The sand clinging to her sides cascaded as his hands ran along her bare skin. She let out a sigh of pleasure as his hands crossed the thin piece of string of her bathing suit bottoms.  The sound grew louder. He could finally make out the sound. It seemed like a cross between a hum and a vibration. One hand stopped on her upper thigh, and he pulled her against him. In the same instant the vibrational hum spiked and she bit his lower lip softly. Her body slid against his as they continued to kiss with a fiery passion.