People who throw kisses are hopelessly lazy.
Max, you can change your mind. His voice was like autumn leaves droppinglightly onto the ground.I don’t know how.Then my throat felt tight, and I rubbed my fists against my eyes. I droppedmy face onto...
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Kiss
slow down, oh sweet tearsflowing nectar...down my lashes' tipssomedaysomeone will kiss you away,even before you can reach my lips.
The musician and the listener.If this is love between two strangers watching each other from afar, that rough, burning moment when you rush in and kiss is the show.
Take me to that special place where you kiss me and the world forgets to exist.
She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way.
Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
the intimacy of the kiss, that feeling of euphoria that comes with that kiss that is right and real, that kiss that swallows you up, starting from the curl in your toes to the fine hairs on the back o...
You are the beloved child of this universe, so live as if everything is yours. Every morning the sun is rising for you. The rays of light are kissing you, birds are singing for you, flowers are dancin...
I'm willing to find out what this thing is going on between us. Are you?If we weren't outside, he says, I'd show you--I cut him off by grabbing the thick hair at the base of his neck and pulling that...
What makes the perfect kiss? Closing your eyes when you kiss is important. Or lifting up the leg, but that's more of a girl thing, I'm manly. Passion is good! She brings out the best in me. (Selena)
That dip in the road- that sends your belly to your throat... that's how it feels when you kiss me.
Kissing - and I mean like, yummy, smacking kissing - is the most delicious, most beautiful and passionate thing that two people can do, bar none. Better than sex, hands down.
He flashed his wicked grin and lowered his voice. That would be an awesome way to start class. I licked my lips and whispered, Noah caressed my cheek before heading to his seat in the back.I settled...
I hope one day love will find you and kiss all the places in your soul that's been scarred
Hey! Claire called after him, as she leaned her backpack against the wall.No onions!Your loss!I meant for YOU! Not if you want to get kissed tonight!Damn, girl. Harsh.
And this is the potency a first kiss should have: it should be earned. The moments leading up to it should be as tense as a crossbow drawn back. The reader should want it as badly as the hero and hero...
I pushed him against his Jeep, looked him dead in the eye and kissed him. He asked if he could come up, and I just walked up the steps and said, not yet. That was the moment I knew I loved him.
Barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.
Kissing Hugh was lovely. Glad I invented it. Can't rely on Austen for a snog, that's for sure.