Don’t kiss me if you’re afraid of thunder. My life is a storm.

Not enough,” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it won’t be enough.

For that short space of time, she forgot she was sad and a little afraid. She let herself forget that after tonight, she might never see him again and that if she did, whatever it...

In a blind taste-test, my kisses were rated as Helen Kelleresque. Women love how the only sense I keenly possess is nonsense.

Good art is like a sexy pair of lips—it has the potential to say so much, but prefers to have you do all the talking about it. Also, good art is fun to kiss and...

I’ve heard people say that they lose themselves in a kiss. But in that moment, it was the opposite for me. I felt like I found myself. Not how I wished I was, or who...

His tongue felt good, it tasted good, it was all just good. Not just good. It was better than good. I missed this. I loved kissing and, Lord, did I miss it.

What in God’s name did he want me to say? That I agreed with him completely at how our kiss had been successful? That it had meant as much as a kiss I’d drop on...

There’s no time to be modest. Reason will not work here. Without warning, I kiss Kartik. His lips, pressed firmly against mine, are a surprise. They are warm, light as breath, firm as the give...

I loved the kiss. That’s why I smiled at you. I loved it. I was embarrassed by how much I loved it. (Troy Summer)

You intend to kiss me and yet you are going to all this damn trouble about it.

Kissing her is like drinking salted water, he thinks. His thirst only increases.

Have you ever given yourself to a kiss so completely, that you felt like you surrendered some of yourself and replaced it with a part of them?

I believe this is yours.” I hand her the last dart in my hand. “And this is mine.” I cup her face in my hands before she can think anything else, and I kiss her.

And we kissed again. It was a warm, indescribably lovely feeling. But it was more than just physical. It was a dialogue between two young people with high ideals and a Big Plan. It was...

Here’s the thing,’ he said, his face strained. ‘It’s just that I’ve been treading really carefully around you and this whole Cordy thing all day, just like Mort told me to. And I had to...

Maybe someday you will, though. If you do, that’s fine, and if you don’t, that’s fine too. For right now, you can just kiss Daddy.” He leaned in and kissed Ty on the forehead.

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...

Kissing is something that makes up for a lot of other crap you have to put up with…It can be confusing and weird and awkward, but sometimes it just makes you melt and forget everything...

They were close enough that he could feel the hurried beat of her heart. He could feel Charlotte’s indecision in every word she didn’t say and every move she didn’t make. She was tense with...

I am like a little child naked in a strong wind. I have a fever, I shiver, I’m too hot or too cold. My lips retain the unusual fruity taste of your mouth, & the...

All the while, my mind reeled with what had happened.I have a hickey. I let Adrian Ivashkov give me a hickey.

Then she laughed for real, and put her hands around my neck. ‘I am never, ever going to make things easy for you Seaweed Brain. Get used to it.’ When she kissed me, I had...

Five seconds, and my body’s humming. I go half-man, half-machine, and my thoughts go straight to touching her more, to how far I want to go, how far she might want to go, and damn,...

I like kissing people because it’s funny.

Barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.

If it’s the last kiss, we’d better make it last. I hope you don’t have anywhere to be, because I have the rest of my life free.

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.

His kiss was like no other! His kiss was enchanted and fairy-tale like. He applied pressure, but just enough to feel his tenderness and warmth. I could feel his heart beating wildly as he pressed...

What did I think I was doing? What did she think she was doing? When I want to kiss people in that way now, with mouths and tongues and all that, it’s because I want...

In order to be happy, every person must have: 1. Something meaningful to do. 2. Someone to love. (Friends and family and pets all count.) 3. Something to look forward to. It’s really that simple.

I felt as if the Milky Way, hovering above our heads like a celestial pitcher, had suddenly overturned, pouring suns and planets down my throat. Stars seemed to be shooting out of my finger and...

The subject of kissing seemed to be an awkward one. Better keep quiet about it in future. What was obviously important, was to kiss; not talk about it.

Her lips are like pillows of warm glass. It is strange to find her resistant for even a second, since she has been the kisser and not the kissed. It wasn’t like the last time,...

His kiss was light but lingering, like smoke from shivering lips on a freezing winter morning.

A kiss-goodnight Can last for hoursMoaning into your mouthLicking the sweetnessOf my lipsBiting softlyHolding on To the taste of yoursNever wanting To let goAsking you To kiss me foreverAsking the goodnight-kissTo becomeA kiss-good-morningA kiss-I-love-youAn entwined...

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

Max.” Fang let go of my hand. “Right now, it’s really all about—us.” He swooped down to the right in a big semicircle, ending facing me. Slowly we climbed upward, until we were almost vertical,...

I will only be offended if you refuse to kiss me again, as then I’ll be convinced I’m a failure at it.

Kiss the lips upon me once, and I shall never tell.

You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.

Mitch—“”All right, baby, I’ll shut you up.”Then he did, his head slanting and his lips taking mine in a repeat performance of the open-mouthed, knock my socks off, rock my world, best kiss in the...

Peter curled his hands into fists at his sides. ‘Kiss me,’ he said.She leaned towards him slowly, until her face was too close to be in focus. Her hair fell over Peter’s shoulder like a...

You have had me spinning for days, for I am drunk off the words that flow endlessly from your deep red lips that taste of wine.

She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she’d known a way.

Everyone thinks you’ve been kidnapped,” he said. “We’ve been scouring the ship. When Coach Hedge finds out- oh, gods, you’ve been here all night?””Frank!” Annabeth’s ears were as red as strawberries. “We just came down...

His heart is pounding and when he kisses her it is as if the whole of Riyadh disappears – the wide sky, the hard surface of the roof, the date palms and the water wells.

Kiss till you can’t kiss any more, kiss on the street in front of everyone, kiss as if each one were the last.

Why should I care about you first kiss,’ he said. ‘You can kiss anyone you like. But sometimes if you wanted to kiss me, that would be all right, too.

We kissed for aboutthe thousandth time,No promises,no demands,Just solid rebuildingof shattered trust.