Isobel had managed to continually surprise him throughout the evening, and Ray enjoyed it immensely. The only thing he happened to enjoy more was the feel of her lips on his, the taste of the wine mingling with the touch of her hands and fingers in his hair, her arms around his shoulders. Gods was she amazing. His hands slid up and down her sides, occasionally firmly grasping her very well shaped rear end.
The kiss was simple at first, but Ray soon found himself wanting more. Gently, he parted his lips, his tongue darting out to coax her into deepening the kiss. It was, no doubt, the combination of the wine and the beautiful woman squirming ever so slightly in his lap that made it difficult for him to hide how incredibly turned on he was at the moment. He still had the presence of mind, however, to hold himself back.