We are on a tropical island, alone, no one is around. To get to us, they have to come by boat or by air. After a delicious swim, I came onto the sand to dry off and get warm. You stayed in the warm tropical water for a bit longer.
When you finally come onto the sand, you can see me, lying on my stomach, softly snoring. You see my sun-kissed body gently rising and falling with each breath I take. You draw in your own deep breath, inhaling the perfume of the island – the smell of the hot sand, sea air and tropical flora, mixed with the delicate scent of sun tan lotion – that will forever remind you of our time in paradise.
You quietly approach me, salt water dripping from your body, and softly kneel down between my outstretched legs. You lean forward, putting your hands on the blanket on either side of my back. Gently, you kiss my back, directly above my bikini. I awake from my sleep and murmur your name.
“Shh,” you say as you slowly move your lips up my spine, gently caressing my skin. When you reach my shoulders, you lean forward and ask if I am awake. You gather from my barely audible moan that not only am I awake, I am enjoying every move you make. You continue kissing my shoulders, up my neck and toward my ears, feeling the shudder run through my body as you get there.
Slowly, you start working your way back down, untying my top as you go. You work your way down to that spot, right above my bottoms, you reach your hands up and pull them down, kissing my butt and the back of my legs, the back of my knees, which makes me giggle until you gently place your hand on my ass, sending shock waves through me.