Suggest she try the real thing

You move closer to Jessica as she blushes further. “Something on your mind?” you tease. She continues to stammer. “Well, no I—I mean I don’t, I’m not…” by now you’re right next to her, and you can almost feel the electricity in the air between your skin. Without saying another word, you slide a hand up her neck as you kiss her softly. She responds eagerly, and suddenly you’re making out passionately.

The two of you lose yourself in each other’s lips and tongues until you accidentally push her back far enough that she falls on her back in the sand. She giggles and bites her lip as she looks up at you, not seeming to have any intention of sitting back up. “You’re really bad at CPR,” she says as she giggles again, and you can’t help but laugh. “Maybe I just need more practice.” You say, rather smoothly in your opinion. You bend over her and kiss her again, pressing your chest against her soft breasts. You detach and look her in the eyes from a lover’s distance. “It never hurts to practice,” Jessica says breathlessly. You reach down and guide her hand to your crotch, pressing it against your hardness which is incredibly obvious, even through your clothes. “Is that what you were doing earlier?” you tease, “Practicing?”

She starts rubbing her hand up and down the bulge in your pants as your hands caress her sides, slowly seeking out the buttons on her suit top. Jessica blushes and smiles, no words coming to mind as her body adjusts to this new position, exposing herself to your every whim. As she reaches her hand inside your pants, she whispers, “is there anything else you’d like to practice?”