Its been a while since I've been able to see you. You're busy with work and I'm going crazy with school but we were finally able to set a date. I decide to fly down to you because the cold New York weather is not as attractive as the warm Florida weather. When I see you in baggage claim I don't care or think about the other people in the area. I cared about only you and me. I walk up to you, go up on tip toe and plaster my body to yours while pulling your head down to mine. I give you the steamiest kiss I can, putting all of my weeks of frustration and wanting into it. If we weren't in public I would wrap my legs around you while we were kissing and rub myself against you. But I can't. I need to be at least somewhat good. But I make sure to let you know with my body and my kiss that I want you.
The ride back to your place is filled with laughter and happiness of us just being together again. The landscape is beautiful but dark. My plane didn't get in until around 9 pm. You took the scenic route back to your place so I could see the beaches and the ocean. We're approaching a turn off for a beach parking lot and I make you take it. I would love nothing more then to walk on the beach barefoot in the warm weather with the stars overhead.
We walk a bit down the beach still talking and laughing. When you turn to me for a proper kiss I have no problem giving it. This time I wrap my legs around your waist and give you the long deep kiss I've been waiting for since the last time I saw you. I give a little moan and I press myself against you. All of a sudden I'm weak and hot with wanting you. My body is flush and every touch sends little bolts of electricity through me. I'm lost in the kiss and don't even protest when you lay me down on the sand. You rub your body against me and I arch my back in pleasure. Your hands are under my shirt, rubbing my breasts and making my nipples hard with want. I'm running my hands up and down your body wanting to touch as much of you as possible.
