NOTHING could have prepared Sophia for that heart-fluttering kiss that he maneuvered at her. He tilted her head to the right, angling her face so that he could taste more of her lips and feel her mouth with his tongue. Her hands had a mind of their own. They automatically clung to his neck. Her unbandaged hand cupped his nape while she placed her other hand on his hair. She had that strong urge to pull him closer to her. She didn't have to do it since he had already pulled her closer to him, molding her body to him as one of his hands moved to her lower back to press their bodies closely together. Sophia was lost in his kisses. She felt like she was soaring high and she never wanted to go back down.
"Simon--" she moaned when his lips moved from her mouth to her jawline, then down to her
