Trash

L(?/?)Beach Trip

If this doesn't make sense it's because I haven't published the chapters that give this work context. I'll do it eventually..

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I didn't mind being stuck in the back with him. He wouldn't be handsy with people around but I sure as hell would try. His grin made me smile. I rested my head on his shoulder for a while, stole a few kisses here and there without anybody noticing. But when we pulled up to the beach and finally stepped out of the car, let the salty air whip through our hair and dug our toes in the sand—that's when the fun began.

We all took off, running to let the waves crash on us. He and I ran out the furthest, he was tallest and he held me close to him. We braced the waves together as one large wave approached. Treading water I readied my board. He was right next to me. The wave crested and we rode it out, whooping and hollering.

We got to the shore and he picked me up but my waist and flung me to his other side. I squealed in joy and gasped at his action. Laughing, I splash him with water and we have an all out war. Both of us were laughing as he came from behind me and tried to dunk us both into the sea.

We calm down a bit, still smiling. I make myself smaller, enjoying the warmth of the water and the softness of the waves. He got lower and looked around a bit. He reached out for my waist under the water. He pulled me to him and rest his hand on my cheek. There seemed only one thing left to do.. close the gap. In what seemed like forever, our mouths came nearer, and soon my hand was in his hair and his was in mine, his salty lips met mine, and he had me by the waist holding me up for the world to see. He squeezed my ass as we kissed, so I giggled when he did so.