He wasn't sure how long they kissed and, frankly, he didn't care.  He enjoyed the pressure of her breasts against his chest, her hands on his back and shoulders, the softness of her skin under his finger tips.  And her lips... they were soft and warm and moist and he just didn't want to part from them.  But at some point he had to breath.  He softly broke the kiss, his lips drug from hers as he smiled, but he didn't release her from his grip, nor did he hope she would.  Instead, he just looked at her as he smiled, feeling his heart was full.  "Now I'm definitely not telling anyone about this place," he laughed, moving his fingers delicately on her back.<br/><br/>He looked down for a moment, more to collect his thoughts than anything else, before popping his head back up, blushing a bit as he realized it might seem that he was ogling her.  He smiled and shook his head, "I'm kicking myself now... I was worried I'd upset you."  he leaned forward and kissed her forehead, closing his eyes again as he leaned his cheek against it.