Lifted clear out of the water, I'm laughing, sound drowned out by the crash of water, but I'm not laughing for long. The air's cooler here, and I break out in a quick flush of goosebumps across my damp skin, shivering, but with more than just the chill. Hooking one leg over his shoulder, I drag him in close, breath hitching before a moan escapes before I can stop it.

My hands scramble on the rocks, so I reach for him instead, one hand slipping up into his hair, holding him in and keeping myself anchored. The other curves along his jaw, thumbing gently at the corner of his lips.