She was so startled by this that she did not even think to resist.  Her arms wound up round his neck and her fingers tangled in his messy long hair, as her mouth opened beneath his and she returned his kiss.  It was soft and sweet, but she sensed an urgency about it as he deepened it, his hand sliding down to rest on her breast as the other tangled in her hair.  When he drew back at last, a part of her wanted to slap him... but she resisted the impulse, her gaze on his lips. 