Gavin smiled at Claire as she slipped her arm around him and leaned against him.  He slid his arm around her as well, pulling her against him tightly for a moment.  Her words made his smile.  His eyes glittered with amusement and a little hint of the familiar lust for her.<br/><br/>"Oh, I've never heard you complain about my love bites.  Especially on your neck, your back...and lower..."<br/><br/>His hand rubbed her side and hip, his fingers lightly pressing into the swimsuit.  He massaged her body, the need to touch her evident, even if he had to do so through the material of the suit.  He wasn't thrilled that she had picked one of the one pieces, but this one did have a very nice feature.  If he could just...<br/><br/>The glimmer in his eyes shifted slightly as his lips curled up at the edges.<br/><br/>"So, Landon...you said something about dunking as I recall."<br/><br/>His hand gripped her tight to him as he spun to put both of his arms around her.  Landon's face split in a grin as he moved quickly to the pair.  Claire, taken by surprise, had just enough time to let out a small yelp of shock as the pair of men clutched her tightly between them.  Without a word, they lifted her and began to carry her between them to the water.<br/><br/>Claire tried to keep from screaming.  She knew that the beach patrol wouldn't take kindly to her screams, but she didn't let them carry her without some protest.  She tried to wriggle away, twisting and pulling her arms and legs, grunting and yelping slightly.  She realized she was also laughing as they carried her closer and closer.  Now they were standing in the surf, still carrying her further into the water.  She wriggled and squirmed.  However, the four arms around her held her tightly between the two men.  All she could feel was the press of their two bodies and their four hands on her.  She wasn't exactly sure whose hand brushed against her breasts and hips, but at the moment, it didn't matter.  She had half a second to-<br/><br/>"And...three!" Gavin cried out.<br/><br/>The two men had long ago learned to work in tandem.  It was instinct now, almost.  An instinct not used for years, yes, but it was easy for them to fall back into it.  With one motion, the two men swung Claire out and released her.  She flew through the air, her arms and legs moving akimbo.  And then she splashed into the water.<br/><br/>She came to the surface immediately.  She hadn't been thrown too far into the water, but just enough that she had gone under completely.  She was able to stand, her suit now looking like liquid as it reflected the faint light of the moon and the ocean's reflection.<br/><br/>Gavin had a large smile on his face as he turned to Landon and shook the man's hand.  "Nicely done, my good man."<br/><br/>He turned back toward his wife.<br/><br/>"Love you!" he called out.<br/><br/>He laughed for a moment and then let his laughter die.  He tilted his head.<br/><br/>"Hey, I have an idea.  Claire, do you mind being a finish line?  I want to race Landon in a swimming contest to you.  I used to beat him at the campus pool, I want to prove I still can.  Winner gets to swim with you, loser has to build the fire."<br/><br/>His eyes glanced toward Landon, then back toward his wife.  "Deal?" he called to her.<br/><br/>He knew, of course, that there was no way that Landon would lose.  Especially if he helped.