Beach

Magda met Ares gentle kiss with a sigh of contentment. He pulled her onto his chest as he leaned against the cushions, his hands tangling in her hair. She lay atop him, her torso nestled against his and her legs resting between his thighs.

Their lips slipped back and forth, side to side, their tongues tangling. Magda moaned as Ares teeth nipped her bottom lip before drawing it into his mouth and sucking on it. She could feel his erection straining against her belly through the board shorts he had donned for their walk. His desire for her was evident and she clutched his shoulders in an attempt to get even closer to him.

Grinding her hips against his, she found herself desperate for more. His simple kisses had her yearning to feel him everywhere. She gasped when he rolled them, not breaking the kiss, but pushing her body into the cushions underneath him, his hard shaft now adjusted to rest against the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms. His hand tickling gently along her