His hand on her hip was almost ticklish without actually tickling, and she smiled. The smile was replaced by a contented noise when he nibbled her lower lip. She'd heard girls at school talking about tongue during kissing, and even though she was pretty sure she shouldn't on a first date, she let hers run over his lower lip, careful not to put it in his mouth.
Both of her hands were resting on his shoulders, fingers moving up to nest in his hair. She was glad that she'd picked a secluded spot, and she briefly wondered if they should skip swimming lessons entirely in favor of just kissing.