Anne yelped in surprise and gave a flurry of laughter as he pulled her down. The sand felt strangely soft beneath her. Anne would gladly abandon any dress for the pleasure of Caspian's touch - so she wasn't altogether that upset about it.

Her arms wrapped around him, her fingers pressing into his back as she leaned up to kiss him. It felt too good to have his body pressed to hers. Especially now that he was truly and solely hers.