Time seemed to stop; the world around them stilled. There was only her. His thumb caressed at her lips, the lips he wanted to kiss.Katianna rolled her face in his palm—a caressing nuzzle and he...

They will give you a kiss maybe but after a while, they will bite your heart.

You need to kiss me. All night you slept cuddled into me. You can’t do that to a man without at least kissing him.

Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.

He tangles his hand in my hair, and the other cups my jaw. Although I have this all planned, his lips feel shockingly sweet, swollen and soft, and more like home every time

Are you waiting for someone to come and get you?” I whisper. I sound small and thirsty. He doesn’t answer. Instead, he bends his head and kisses me, just once, then let’s me go. When...

I told you we were meant to be,” he says, still smiling, still so Finn, who was always here but who I just didn’t see and now–Well, now I kiss him.

Idle is the day and lantern the hour as I delight in the splendor of your kiss grog.

I saw two lizards kissing yesterday, but I scared them off. Maybe I should have taken off my bird costume before peeping on them.

This is the part where I kiss you.

Distance, the dissonance insurmountable,would be not the end,but a magnet.When fingertips kiss,they imprint and cement something,that cannot be disintegrated. Time becomes a phantom,the wind becomes an anchor,and old dreams- blankets of warmth.Lull with me, Lady,there...

They had kissed so often in lust, in passion, but never like this.This felt like a renewal, a pledge… A beginning.

What are you doing?””What I’ve wanted to do for a long time.”She couldn’t move, couldn’t think. She was lost in his dark eyes, and as he slowly lowered his head toward hers, she whispered, “Are...

The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.

Hold my hands; kiss my forehead, hug me and look in my eyes; maybe today is the last day you can do this.

Yeah, let’s go to the hotel. Grab your purse and I’ll find your coat.

Once upon a time, there was a man as great as the gods…But even the great can tremble with fear.Even the great can fall

For now, I’ll let you please temporary amnesia,” he said and lifted my chin to him. “But I’m never going to forget what it felt like when you were biting my lip instead of your...

First kisses were about discovery, transformation, wonder.

To his surprise, Jean kissed him. So often in the past, teasing, she had said she would, one day. Now she did, and it was a quick and fragrant touch to his lips that gave...

There should always be another kissAnd another after that

His noise is getting quieter, but I can still see it there still-See how he feels the skin of my hand against his, see how he wants to take it and press it against his...

You kissed me once and now you feel as if you’ve got some special kind of licence to do it whenever you want?

Like any man, he had no real protection from an unsolicited kiss from a pretty woman, even one he had just murdered.

Annabeth glared at me like she was going to punch me. And then she did something that surprised me even more. Shd kissed me. “Br careful Seaweed Brain.” she put her cap back on and...

he says : ” please don’t shoot me for this ” and he kissed me .

It seared her senses; it made her feel alive, even as it sucked that life away – and she kept coming back to it, again and again. Waves of sensation pulled her under – drowning...

I have to go home, Masi.You are my home, bella. I am lost without you. He couldn’t speak. There were no words to recoil the loss consuming him. Massimo brought his hands up to her...

I had a dream about you. Again. In fact I’ve had so many dreams about you that I can almost feel your skin under my fingertips and your breath every time we kiss. This time...

Tell me to leave,” he said roughly.”No,” I whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his jawline.”Then I’m staying,” and his lips consumed mine.

I reach up and pat them both on the head. “Poor things. If you had a boy that looked like Logan, you’d be kissing him every chance you had, too.

May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.

With no filter, he said, “I thought it would have been softer. It was kinda salty…

I fucking hate you.” Women! They can be so confusing and hard to understand with the cryptic way they speak.

You’ve got an awfully kissable mouth.

The queen smiled as she lay her head upon the pillow. When I kissed her cheek, I could taste the salt of her tears.

Even without a kiss, this moment is perfect, and you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Sam’s eyes studied my lips and I studied hers. We each leaned in closer until our foreheads were touching. It felt like currents of electricity were running through the two of us, making me feel...

In its own way the kiss had been an act of murder.

Then this is how you do it,’ and kissed her slowly, letting time fade away. And he couldn’t remember any other kiss that felt quite the same.

I want to touch with my mouth. His mouth, with my mouth. Maybe his neck, too. But first things first: Make him aware I exist.It’s possible that he is already aware, if only in a...

Then he gave me a sweet kiss as if I was his one and only lover.

I think I fell in love with you that amazing night on the kitchen floor. Or maybe it was the evening you stepped up and set my arm.” Testing things, he reached for her hand,...

Their lips met with a tenderness Kate had not dreamed possible. The weeks of heart-break and uncertainty, the pain of wasted days, and the despair of unfulfilled dreams released her like winter surrenders its ruthless...

No words for the passion. No words for the need.No words for the sheer epiphany of the moment.And so, on an otherwise unremarkable Friday afternoon, in the heart of Mayfair, in a quiet drawing room...

We kissed each other until we were too tired to keep going. I could still feel him holding back. It was my penance for what I had done to him. All I could do was...

It’s like this,” Nana says. “All your life you’re yellow. Then one day you brush up against something blue, the barest touch, and voila, the rest of your life you’re green.

I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to care.

Before she could think, he bent his head and was kissing her, only this wasn’t anything like the chaste kiss she’d gave him. His mouth slanted across hers, demanding her response. Soft and warm, his...

Promises are priceless, and a kiss is a kind of promise, too.