Saltwater Kisses
He went to his knees as he pulled the fabric off, kissing my bellybutton as he ran his hands up and down my legs.
He sat back on his knees, admiring the view. I felt a blush creep over my cheeks and I covered my breasts with my arm. Jack grabbed my hand, exposing me to him.
“God, you are beautiful.”
He leaned forward and kissed my belly, his hands warm on my hips. His kisses were soft and gentle, like heavenly butterfly wings against my skin. A hand left my hip, tracing the line where my leg met my body until he came to the front. Jack looked up, his eyes bright and shining with desire as he dragged his finger along the line down my middle.