"I hope no one comes looking for us," Brigid whispered with a laugh. She reached up to brush a lock of sea-curled hair from Lir's eye. "They'll be in for a lot more than they bargained for."

Lir flipped Brigid over and dipped his head into her chest as the water lapped over his back. As Brigid sputtered, Lir smiled. He inhaled the briny scent of salt water mixed with Brigid's apricot-scented deodorant and it comforted him. He could do this all day.

Lir lifted his head and stared at Brigid. She was trying to brush errant sand from her eyes and water out from under her nose. She made him smile when she opened her eyes wide to see. Hers were like obsidian, glistening in the sunshine above and matching the sea surrounding them.

"What?" Brigid asked when she noticed him starring.

"Nothing, Brig," he replied quietly. Then he leaned forward and nibbled on her bottom lip. Closing her eyes, Brigid opened her mouth and welcomed his tongue inside. When she moaned, Lir inched upwards. His warm, calloused hands held her tight, and his hips moved up and down in rhythm with the cresting of waves around them. The water was lukewarm, but they were on fire.

Unlike the previous two summers, in which he spent the entirety of both seasons at sea with the men, Lir was home for two weeks this July. His father had been ill during their trip so they came home to give him a chance to recuperate. They were heading back out tomorrow, but for now, Lir was spending every waking moment with Brigid before he had to leave.

As his testosterone soared, Lir tilted Brigid's head back to get better purchase of her throat. He suckled it lightly, forcing himself not to mark her. Lir had a lot of respect for Brigid. People whispering about her virtue would never due. Brigid deserved better than that. He just hoped no one wandered upon them this morning on the beach. His resolve had its limits, however, and here they were.

Cupping her left breast, Lir pulled Brigid's tank top down slightly so he could take her delicate, pink nipple into his waiting mouth. He licked it gently at first but then increased the pressure, suckling her and then dragging all kind of pleasurable sounds out of his little goddess.

"Oh, ummm, Lir," Brigid purred. She reached down and rubbed his ass firmly, slipping a hand between their bodies to pleasure him better with her fingers. When the pressure built and they were both too far gone to stop, Brigid moved her hands back and let her body do what it would. They mewed in each other's ears, grunting and breathing heavy while the world fell away. Both still dressed, for they'd never gone this far before, Brigid couldn't believe what was happening inside her body.

She opened her eyes and watched Lir start to unravel. It electrified her, pulling an intensity of emotion out of her that was too explosive to put into words. Brigid closed her eyes again and arched her pelvis higher into Lir and rubbed more urgently against him. It felt too good and she couldn't stop. Didn't want to stop.

When Lir's breathing grew even louder she knew they were both close. She took his straining hands in hers and used her body to bring them to the final release they both needed.

Afterwards, Lir laid on top of Brigid, bracing his arms over her so as not to push all his weigh on top of her, and listened to her racing heart settle. "I love you, Brigid," he told her.

Brigid smiled with her eyes closed. When she opened them, she found Lir starring down at her again. "I love you, too, Lir." She reached up and kissed him lightly on the mouth, a bit of sea salt tinging her tongue. "I think we'd better wash off. You up for a swim?"

Lir laughed. "Up?" He squirmed in the sand and blushed. "Not exactly, though I am a little uncomfortable. A swim to get washed off sounds good as long as you're with me."

"Of course," Brigid replied.

She got up and bit her lip at the two of them, at what they'd just done together. It was like nothing she'd ever experienced before and she wanted to savor the moment. Lir stood up and she draped her arms around his wide shoulders. "Lir, that was the most magical..." she said, trailing off.

"I know," Lir said. He placed his hands at Brigid's hips and smiled. And then, because he was never one to let an opportunity pass him by, he leaned over and heaved Brigid onto his shoulders. "But now it's time to show you who's boss, little missy."

"What?!" Brigid laughed. "Lir! Put me down. Don't you dare. Oh, my, Lir!" She screamed as he tossed her into the waves and then dove in playfully after her.