“You’re trembling.” She commented.
“I-I know—can’t help it.” I softly replied.
She moved her hand from my face to my bare chest and said, “Relax,” before kissing me again.
Her hand slid down my chest, tickling my ribs. It came to rest on the waistband of my swim trunks where she began to rub her fingers in tiny circles and boy that really tickled. I squirmed and she broke our kiss.
I giggled playfully as I told her, “Hey that tickles!”
She smiled, leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips before saying, “It’s okay.”
“Sorry, I’m kind of new at this.” I confessed.
