“Ooooh, come on! Fuck me already!” That man was a master in teasing.

To think that she had met him only  that morning – both lone wolves at the beach – and that question by question, smalltalk by smalltalk, he had managed to gain her trust in such a short time, it had to be considered a feat!

But now, after the sun had lowered enough for all the people to leave the beach, it was clear they simply wanted to stay together a little more.

A slight touch became a kiss. The kiss became an embrace. The embrace a game of rolling on the sand together, until his weight finally captured her lying on the beach.

She smiled, as she felt his tip grazing her lips, then closed her eyes.