She snaked her hands through his flailing, feeble defense, poking at the spots that made him writhe the most and laughing until she was breathless. “Got you, got you, got you!” she sang.
He shrieked as her fingers moved down his ribs and under his arms, and he twisted beneath her as much as he could, failing in trying to buck her off of him. “You’re so cruel!”
“Mmmm, but you love me this way,” she purred, tickling fingers caressing over freckles and along the lines of his muscles. The way the swim trunks showed off his hips was especially tempting, and she ran her fingers over those lines before toying with the ties.