The Kiss
By the time they came to the rose garden in front of the passageway, Tania continued to refuse him. She still hadn't kissed his lips. In the end, when she didn't place a kiss on his lips, before setting her feet on the ground, he leaned and brushed his lips on hers.
The kiss was nothing like she had experienced earlier. She gasped when she felt his lips over hers. It was sensuous and her lips started quivering. He set her on her feet on the soft grass under a willowy oak. He tilted his head and his mouth opened as if to say something, but he snapped it shut. Both of them were standing in stunned silence, looking at each other. He picked up a strand of her hair and a ripple of shiver passed over the skin of her chest when his knuckles brushed. Tania was surprised when those waves didn't stop but continued to go lower to her breasts and then to her belly.