Each tear longs to kiss sorrow

I pushed passed him. He grabbed my hand and swung me back towards him. Then he pushed me against the wall and… he kissed me.He ran his thumb along my jawline and down my throat,...

Last night… I’m sorry if I was too forward with you.” He paused. “Celaena, you’re grimacing.”Had she been making a face? “Er- sorry.””It did upset you, then!””What did?””The kiss!”… “Oh, it was nothing,” she said,...

He’d moved toward me again. His hands released mine and moved to my waist, and I noticed I wasn’t the only one breathing heavily. He pulled me to him, bringing our bodies together. The world...

And I know when your lips meet mine I feel as though I have never been kissed before.

The tattoo is just setting below his hp bone. H e l l i s e m p t y a n d a l l t h e d e v i l s...

You’re lips are bloody.’ He seized my face in both hands and kissed me. It’s hard not to respond when a master of the art of kissing is laying one on you.

His lips ever so gently touched mine, and suddenly I felt everything stirring inside me grow wings, let loose, and fly.

A kiss involves two people, so I not only have to think about me for me, I have to think about me for her, her for her, and her for me.

The kiss is the greatest of gifts, a miracle, uniquely human. A kiss beneath the mistletoe. A kiss after midnight. A kiss before dying. The devil’s kiss. As a picture tells a thousand words, so...

After you, it’s all cheap tequila.

Most humans expressed affection by pressing their lips together, a simple act, so why would anyone feel the need to research the process?

And then I opened my eyes and it was just Grace and me – nothing anywhere but Grace and me – she pressing her lips together as though she were keeping my kiss inside her,...

I would never say snog. I would say osculate.” She looks at me as if to say: why do you exist?

If I thought that was true, I could almost live with the rest of it.

And I swear, she tasted like the sun.

He was acting like our kiss had broken him, and his reaction was breaking me.

Every kiss from you makes my heart explode with love.

When those lips engulfed my head, I said to myself later, ‘nothing else will ever touch this scalp again’. I couldn’t help it, though. I lathered sunscreen on it unthinkingly the next day before I...

Running at Ron, she flung them around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth. Ron threw away the fangs and broomstick he was holding and responded with such enthusiasm that he lifted Hermione...

The mouth is made for communication, and nothing is more articulate than a kiss.

I run my hands through his hair, finally, finally, finally, then bring his head to mine and kiss him so hard our teeth collide, planets collide, kissing him now for each and every time we...

Kissing Amber was like falling into the sea: Her body surrendered to the pull of the tide, buoyed by the saltwater, every breath tasting like the ocean. Reese lost all sense of where the surface...

A kiss, he said, is a conversation. Easing closer, he continued to speak as he caressed her cheeks with featherlight stokes of his thumbs. “A first kiss”, his lips neared hers, is an introduction and...

The heart becomes warmer when the mild heat of love is coming from two persons. one is in eternal cold and desolation without feeling the friction of love.

You make me want to suck a bruise on you just to kiss it better.–Luc to Jane–

Adrian tipped my face up toward his and kissed me. Like always, the world around me stopped moving. No, the world became Adrian, only Adrian. Kissing him was as mind-blowing as ever, full of that...

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.

I think kissing is what separates us from the animals and makes us divine.

We kiss and I feel like a millionaire.

Let me tell you, you either have chemistry or you don’t, and you better have it, or it’s like kissing some relative. But chemistry, listen to me, you got to be careful. Chemistry is like...

I prefer kissing over dinner. Not that I prefer kissing to dinner, but I prefer kissing over the plate containing my dinner, especially if my dinner consists of something romantic like monkey brains.

It’s all life is. Just going ’round kissing people.

Her underwear, her jeans, the comforter, my corduroys and my boxers between us, I thought. Five layers, and yet I felt it, the nervous warmth of touching – a pale reflection of the fireworks of...

We were kissing like it was a long-forgotten language that we’d once been fluent in and were finding again

Tell me what I can do to help you feel better.”Well…I always like when you kiss me…”Do you?”You’re good at it. “Well, that’s lucky. Because I’ll always be kissing you.

…kissing me with a violence that was terrifying and yet, somehow, the summit of all my tenderest dreams.

My lips got lost on the way to the kiss – that’s how drunk Iwas.

Adrian suddenly glanced up at me. Our gazes locked, and I felt like he could read my mind. How often did he think about that kiss? And if he really was crazy about me, did...

It was pleasant – and the sense of otherness was nice, that there were two people involved in this process, that we were each giving something to the other.

Okay, this was kissing. Serious kissing. Not just a kiss before moving out, not a good-bye, this was Hello, sexy, and wow, she’d never even suspected that it could feel this way.

It’s hard not to respond when a master of the art of kissing is laying one on you.

He pulled me closer until his lips breathed me in, until we were sharing one breath.

I love you”? I could say it in another language, like French. I could say it through action, like a kiss. Or I could say it indirectly, like telling your best friend, April. Yes, I...

Making love requires no thought. You move as the fronds of a palm tree move in the breeze. It is all instinct. All wonder. When you love someone, your lips are incomplete until they are...

La Maga did not know that my kisses were like eyes which began to open up beyond her, and that I went along outside as if I saw a different concept of the world, the...

Then he kissed her, not just a brush of lips as she’d done, but a kiss a kiss that scalded her tongue. The tree burst into full blooms. The garden fluttered around her. A riot...

The kissing is soft to an almost abrupt firmness as our waists adhere. I then begin to question if I can feel my body as a controlling wave of this gratifying force travels from my...

Steffi wasn’t tired anymore. In fact, she felt invigorated. She was going to make it. She needed more of those kisses.

and our lips meet with feels– like not slow motion– but every moment in my life and the lack of time altogether.