"It was a birthday present, and it's not like I know better," Bella reminded him, giggling softly. She had set the bottle on the counter, and it was a very good thing, for within moments her entire body seemed to be under Odin's command. She felt utterly hypnotized by... everything. His words, his eyes, his body... every sensation was new and awakening something in her that was almost too heady to work through. But her body responded to his, that part seemed to be instinctive.
Bella had never in her life been kissed like that, not that she had much to go off of. She'd kissed precisely one boy in her life, and while it had started off innocent enough, the latter half of the short lived relationship was trying to stop him from taking things too far before she was ready. Every kiss was met defensively, ready to shove his hands out from under her shirt or worse, under her skirt. Nothing in her felt defensive now. She felt like soft clay, molding under his hands and taking on his warmth. Her entire body arched up to him, both hands placed on his chest.
This was the kind of kiss everyone was always talking about.