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I use both hands to get a hearty grip of her ass. Her lower body lurches forward,
causing her center rubs against my abs. The friction makes Sanya shudder. I pull
away slightly and nip at her lip. I want to make her quiver all over.

My teeth find the flesh of her neck and I begin to nibble until she moans,
“Fuck…Henry.”
To hell with it. I will happily go to jail for public indecency if I can get more of
Sanya right here in the ocean. Ocean creatures be damned. A child cannonballs

nearby, splashing much needed cold water on both of us.
“Well…” Sanya breathes, trying to compose herself. “That should do it.”
She lays her head on my shoulder, and I am content just holding her for the
moment; I like having her in my arms. I also need time for my erection to go down.

I know our relationship has shifted; I just don’t know how much. I force
myself to stay in the moment. I can worry about the future later. I notice we have
an audience again; I just may take her up on that offer for alone time, after all.