He nuzzled her as well, eyes half closed and cheek rubbing her hair. Eventually he made his way back to kissing her, in less of a hurry than they had been before. The ebb and flow between playful and heated seemed somehow suited to the limitations of their position. Every caress of lips and movement of jaw had him sinking back into desire.

"If I wasn't afraid we'd ground the boat, I'd be tempted to head inland for a while," he said. "I don't know the tides well enough, or the coastline. Already you have me contemplating dangerous things."