By the time they reached the rose garden before the passageway, Tania continued to resist him. She had still not kissed him on the lips. As she did not give him a kiss on his lips, he leaned forward before setting her feet down and brushed his lips against hers.
The kiss differed significantly from any she had experienced before. She gasped as she felt his lips on hers. It was sensual; her lips began to tremble. He placed her on her feet in the soft grass under a willowy oak. He tilted his head, his mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but then he closed it. Both stood there in stunned silence, looking at each other. He took a strand of her hair, and a shiver passed over her chest as his knuckles touched it. Tania was surprised as the sensations did not stop there but continued downward to her breasts and then to her belly.
