At this moment, all I'm thinking about is what I'd give up for the chance to kiss her or to run my fingers through her dark hair.
Talon thought kissing Flit to shut him up might be a good idea. He was wrong. It was a fucking great idea.
His arms wrapped around my waist from behind and he kissed my neck again, closer to the wound this time. My pulse accelerated. I wanted him to bite me; I wanted to be his.
I was born when he kissed me, I died when he left me, I lived a few weeks while he loved me
I love you too, Will Blakelee," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.
Charles went to kiss her shoulder. -Leave me alone! she said, you're creasing my dress.
I'm sorry I ruined your homecoming." He kissed me once more and then shook his head. "The only thing that could ruin this is not being with you.
He cannot think. He can scarcely breathe. But he has no desire to either, he simply wants to keep kissing her.
She is so lovely she could kill you without you even noticing it. A monster girl who knows when to kiss and when to kill.
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.
Because I want to know if I'm allowed to kiss your tears away. Because I want to be able to hold your hand. Because I like you.
I was the silent and ever present figure in your life...but you.” I kissed the back of her hand softly and closed my eyes. "You've always been the meaning of mine.
I wrapped the unyielding woman I loved in my arms & kissed her slowly, hoping that some part of her would sense my absolute devotion." #Ren
We are living a life full of first experiences, from a first kiss, to the first time giving blood, to conceptual and philosophical explanations of humanity’s firsts.
And she kissed him back with so much warmth and love that he knew he was finally home. No more blood. No more scheming. No more loss…
If he'd been any other boy, and this was any other world, I would have kissed him. Nothing could have stopped me.
We kissed all the way through the fireworks display. We didn’t even notice that there was a fireworks display… …I guess because we’d been making fireworks of our own.
The thing is to sift out the important sounds, little syllables and vowels that bring hints of their lost words, and not to mistake the fossil for the life, or the kiss for the love, not to mistake the fragment for the sentence.
She placed her hands, one on each of his shoulders, stood on her toes and kissed him on the lips. He waited, enjoying the moment like none before.
I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.
Alas, how easily things go wrong! A sigh too much, a kiss too long And there follows a mist and a weeping rain And life is never the same again
