Feeling her toes sink into the wet sand, she pressed her lips tightly together to keep from laughing out loud while she ran down the beach heedless of puzzled onlookers. The sparsely populated beach faded into the background as she focused on her target wading in the waist deep water, not looking in her direction. Jumping over a wave she lost all attempts at stealth and laughed.
Turning to the mischievous giggle he knew splashing up from behind him, he was greeted with her now maniacal laughter as she jumped toward him. Leaping nearly out of the water she wrapped her arms around his neck and knocked them both off balance, submerging them.
Up they came sputtering, both laughing, and he flicked a spray of water at her.
"Aww ¡Pobrecito! Don't be mad I got you!" She laughed while bringing her hands up, straightening her askew bikini top.
"Hey, uh-uh, did I say you could move that?" he asked, eyebrow raised with mock indignation.
"What... you mean this?" She said with a gleam of mischief while sliding her thumb behind the thin wet fabric.
She looked around her briefly, the closest people yards away on the shore. Submerging herself to her neck she brought the brown strapless swim top down to her hips, baring her breasts visible through the clear water. She let herself float on her back, nipples bare to the sky and turned her face to him, "that better dear?"
The twist of his smile caught her breath when he said, "Nope. Not better at all."
