After a light lunch in a small cafe, we wander the streets until we come to a park with a small fountain. Producing a coin for each of us from my pocket, we each make a silent wish and flip ours into the water with a small plunk, our coins swirling around each other as they tumble to the bottom. Placing my hand at the small of your back, I reach across your body and pull you towards me. I press my forehead to yours as I lean in and touch my lips to yours.
My hand slides from your back to the hem of your shirt, my fingers caressing your hip as they slip under your top. I stroke the tips up your side, raising the fabric as a breeze dances across your exposed flesh. My other hand brushing your cheek as we kiss, a long, deep, passionate embrace. My hand travels up your stomach, my fingers grazing the bottom of your perky breasts, sending shivers through your body as I tease your skin.