He was surprised at how strongly she reacted. Upon hearing the growl that rose from her throat, he felt a shiver run down his spine. Her hands were everywhere, causing his skin to tingle and burn. When she pulled his chin, drawing him up to kiss him, her lips were hot, setting a fire into his mind and heart.<br/><br/>Though he tried to hold back, he started to slip. With gentle hands, he fought to keep his pace smoothe, slow, patient, and gentle. His hands stroked up and down her back, drifting lower and lower each time, as the kiss grew hotter and deeper.<br/><br/>His head began to spin, the world around them fading away. He forgot about the river, forgot about the mountain, forgot about everything, managing only barely to remember to be careful of her wounds.