Ethan's POV
I could feel the heat radiating from her body as she pulled me closer. My hands found her hips, thumbs brushing the exposed skin between her shirt and shorts.
"Last night," I murmured, leaning down to nip at her ear. "I can't stop thinking about it."
"Mmm." Her fingers traced patterns on my chest. "The way the waves crashed behind us, the sand between our toes..."
"And everywhere else," I added with a laugh.
She smacked my chest playfully. "Worth it, though. The thrill of being out there, exposed..."
"You mean the thrill of possibly getting caught?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe." Her eyes sparkled with mischief. "The thought that someone could've walked by, seen us tangled up in each other..."
"But they didn't."
"No," she purred, pressing closer. "Just us, the moon, and
