Waves crash on the beach shore. The sun is setting, and an array of colors shoot across the sky. Sand covers the bottoms of our feet as we side side-by-side on a striped towel, watching the vast ocean in front of us.
I put my hand over yours and give you a smile, which you return. I look around the beach—aside from us, there’s nobody. Even the trees that line the dune behind us seem to be looking away.
I swirl my wine and bring it to my lips, emptying the last of it, before setting down the glass on the ground. You take the queue and do the same. I trace my fingers up your lovely arms, all the way to your cheek. I lean forward and plant a kiss on your lips.
We kiss softly at first, keeping our hands tame—but as the sun disappears below the horizon and the sky darkens, the switch flips.
I take off your glasses and set them to the side. My hand goes to your thigh as I kiss you hard, savoring the taste of your mouth. I pull your head towards mine, wrapping my legs around your body, now sitting on your lap.