He had to look at her. He met her gaze. Looking deep into his eyes, Kathy reached out with her hand, and gently stroked his cheek. Her touch sent a warm rush through Simon's body, and for a moment he closed his eyes. It felt so good, just being tenderly touched by her -- like he was being looked after.
Then she slipped her hand round to the back of his neck, and gently pulled him in.
Her lips met his, and Simon surrendered. She was kissing him deeply, her tongue slipping playfully into his mouth, and the wet, warm pressure of her mouth on his made him forget every last thought of resisting. He let himself be pulled into her embrace, his body pressed against her warm, wonderful softness. Her hand was in his hair, stroking him, making the back of his neck tingle, and he was kissing her pas
