Sand in uncomfortable places was a serious risk of activities like this. Not that it was high on Jack's mind or anything, not when there were acres and acres of flesh to explore and he was determined to caress every bit of it with his tongue.

He lifted his arms over his head, letting his shirt be cast aside. He almost asked her if she was sure she wanted to -- but he realized he'd rather regret a last fling with her, than having been too afraid to have one.