She rested her head in the water, and then looked at him with gentle eyes. The soft smiled adorning her tender, inviting lips, keeping her legs wrapped gently around him, her knees resting at his hips. She could tease, but she was far too innocent to be a true predator in the carnal sense. She'd never even kissed a man, but she'd seen it done by couples in the village, so she had some idea, thought she very much wanted to explore this new side of herself deeper.<br/><br/>She ran her fingers through his hair and then down to his shoulders, She then moved her soft hands to gently cup his face in them and look into his eyes. She then sat back forward slowly, keeping her eyes locked to his she leaned in slowly, She was gentle and sweet with her actions and she swallowed hard, just barely hovering her lips over his. Her heart pounding hard in her chest, her pulse with it. She wanted to kiss him, but she also wanted to be kissed by him.<br/><br/>she sighed and softly laid her forehead against his and once more ran her fingers through his hair as she let her chest remain exposed to him. Why was she so afraid to kiss him? Why did he avoid kissing her? Then she concluded it was likely because they'd only known each other for no more than a few hours. She couldn't explain why she wanted this so badly. She'd never wanted it with anyone else before, she couldn't even bring herself to kiss a man, much less want to be intimate with one. But if this is what being "normal" felt like, she didn't want it to stop. If he wanted to make her his...she'd be perfectly happy with that.