The sound of the water lapping at the beach is pushed to the back of conscious thought as I imagine how wonderful it might be to kiss you fully, deeply, stealing your breath...

short pause to draw a deep breath...lips gently touch, tugging your lip with my teeth...back in reality you're telling me about the last time you were here...imagination kicks in again and this time your arms are involuntarily squeezing me tighter against your muscled body with barely restrained desire as the cool ocean air contrasts my hot moist breath on your neck behind your ear..oh, reality again.

I missed the first part of a question you just asked. So distracted by 'other' thoughts of you my breathing has deepened...