Moments of Love — Barbara Cartland

How long Pierre Valery kissed her she had no idea.

Simonetta knew only that the rapture and ecstasy of it was out of time and might have lasted a few seconds or many centuries.

"I did not know... I never guessed a... kiss could be so wonderful... so perfect!"

"Is that what it was for you?" he asked.

"It was like the... moonlight... like the... light you try to paint... now I understand what it... means to you."

Her voice trembled with the intensity of her feelings, and after a moment he said:

"You have never been kissed before?"

"No... of course... not."

Then he was kissing her again, his lips passionate, insistent, demanding, and she surrendered herself to him so completely that she felt as if her body melted into his....