Her kissing. She returned to his lips and tongue eagerly.  It was the kind of kiss that the universe build galaxies on. The kind of kiss that could withstand gravity. The kind that was open without any hidden agendas.<br/><br/>His arms gathered her to him and teased her tongue into his mouth.  Taking her along slowly thru these breath taking minutes.  He groaned in pleasure as he felt her arms against him, her fingers at his neck. She hit the right spot and he moved against her.<br/><br/>He guided her as a lover for now they were. Turning his head he offered her more places to touch. He wanted her curious. Unafraid. Unashamed.<br/><br/>But mostly right now he wanted her. Her touch and the soft press of her body. Her moans and sighs that guided him to the source of her passion. The embers that smoldered beneath her placid surface and the crashing waves along his.<br/><br/>It was the kiss. It was these minutes. It was this girl.<br/><br/><br/><br/>