Kissing You Quotes

I stared down into her eyes, my voice barely a whisper. If I stay here any longer, I'm not going to be able to stop myself from kissing you. ~ Lisa Kessler

Giving her a slight smile, he whispered, "I'm putting my hand to your cheek right now."
The stubborn strength that had kept her knees locked threatened to give way. Closing her eyes, she whispered back, "I'm putting my arms around you, and leaning my head on your shoulder."
"And I'm stroking your hair, and kissing you." He took a deep breath. "And I am always, always going to hold on to you with all of my strength. Always, Pia. ~ Thea Harrison

I hear your voice in my sleep. When I'm near you, I am aware of every fucking second your body shifts. When I'm not near you... I can't even think straight because I'm too busy thinking about what stupid thing you said or visualizing every smile you give me. Seeing you with my brother awakens my dark heart... kissing you, carves out my soul. I forsake every itch my body has for you just so I cannot be trapped by you. Never in my life have I wanted a woman so much yet couldn't do it because I know that once we really just..." I lift my hands up clawing at the air. "When we sink into each other... it will be over. ~ Chelsea Ballinger

Don't take this the wrong way,but I hope you get stabbed again.Like,real soon.I loved kissing you all better. ~ Gena Showalter

Let me inform you of something," he says in a low voice. "The moment my lips touch yours, it will be your first kiss. Because if you've never felt anything when someone's kissed you, then no one's ever really kissed you. Not the way I plan on kissing you."
He drops his hands and keeps his eyes locked on mine while he backs up to the stove.
He turns around to tend to the pasta like he didn't just ruin me for any other guy for the rest of my life.
I can't feel my legs, so I do the only thing I can. I slide down the refrigerator until my butt meets the floor and I inhale. ~ Colleen Hoover

If anyone were to find out - " I began.
Patch kissed me, hard, but with an amused glint in his eye. "If I get caught, it'll mean the end of kissing you. Do you really think I'd risk that?" His face grew serious. "I know I can't feel your touch, but I feel your love, Nora. Inside me. It means everything to me. I wish I could feel you the same way you feel me, but I have your love. Nothing will ever outweigh that. Some people go their entire lives never feeling the emotions you've given me. There is no regret in that. ~ Becca Fitzpatrick

I said I would kiss you. I never said where I would kiss you."
[ ... ] "A kiss between two people is, by definition, on the lips," she argued.
[ ... ] "But this isn't about two people kissing. It's me kissing you. ~ Nalini Singh

You make me feel safe, Fern. You make me forget. And when I kiss you I just want to keep kissing you. Everything else falls away. ~ Amy Harmon

You like my kisses - and I like kissing you. Why deny ourselves such innocent pleasure? ~ Stephanie Laurens

I love the gothic literature. It always has such great stories with characters bigger than life and the stakes are always high. And because there's always a wolf at the door, the emotions are high; the romance, the sexuality, friendships, and relationships. You don't know if the guy kissing you one minute is going to bite you the next. This heightens all of the sensibilities and emotions, and therefore, it sings to me. And that's where the music comes from. ~ Frank Wildhorn

Is kissing you generally considered a joyful affair? - ~ F Scott Fitzgerald

That's the problem, Frankie. That's why I'm not kissing you right now. A kiss just isn't a kiss. It's no ordinary thing. One day perhaps I can prove that to you. People have died from wanting - desiring - a mere kiss; it's more complex than you believe it to be. You're very pretty ... beautiful even. But you shouldn't let just any guy kiss you. It should be meaningful. And you shouldn't be so willing to share your lips with him. Sharing your lips loosely is nearly as intimate as sharing other parts of yourself. One teases and tempts the other, in a great prelude. I'd like to think you don't kiss very often. ~ Rae Hachton

From the moment I laid eyes on you I couldn't stop looking at you. From the moment we talked I couldn't stop arguing with you. From the moment we kissed I couldn't stop kissing you. And from the moment we shared our hopes, fears and insecurities I couldn't stop loving you. ~ Simone Elkeles

When I touch you, I'm touching you because I want to make you happy. When I kiss you, I'm kissing you because you have the most incredible mouth I've ever seen and you know I can't not kiss it. And when I make love to you - I'm doing exactly that. I'm making love to you because I'm in love with you. ~ Colleen Hoover

I've been kissed by men who did a very good job. But they don't give kissing their whole attention. They can't. No matter how hard they try parts of their minds are on something else. Missing the last bus - or their chances of making the gal - or their own techniques in kissing - or maybe worry about jobs, or money, or will husband or papa or the neighbors catch on. Mike doesn't have technique ... but when Mike kisses you he isn't doing anything else. You're his whole universe ... and the moment is eternal because he doesn't have any plans and isn't going anywhere. Just kissing you. ~ Robert A. Heinlein

It's me," he says softly. "Stop listening to everything else. Remember the way you feel when I'm kissing you and touching you. Don't think with your head. You know me. And when my lips are on yours, you trust me." As if to make his point, he dips his head and brushes his mouth over mine. Sparks fly between us. As always. "You trust me, when my hands are on your skin." He runs his palms down my arms and then over to my waist where he pushes them up under the edge of my shirt. Chills break out down my back. "You trust me when you turn your mind off, when you just feel. ~ M. Leighton

I shoved him. "Kishan. Kishan! Wake up!"
He woke only halfway and pulled me closer. "Shh, go back to sleep. It's not morning yet."
"Yes, it is morning." I pushed against his ribs. "Time to wake up. Come on!"
"Okay, honey, but how about a kiss first? A man needs some motivation to get out of bed."
"That kind of motivation keeps a man in bed. I'm not kissing you. Now get up. ~ Colleen Houck

She smiled and whispered, "I'm kissing you right now."
He swore softly, frustration evident in the snap of his voice. "I'm kissing you too."
With that she had to be content enough to walk away. ~ Thea Harrison

My love for you has never changed. Not for a fucking second." I refocus my gaze back on her big, green eyes. "I never stopped kissing you, cuddling you, and touching you. I never, ever, stopped wanting you. ~ Carian Cole

I'm kissing you now - across
The gap of a thousand years. ~ Marina Tsvetaeva

First thought? I'd kissed you without knowing for sure that you were gay and it could have blown up in my face. Then, when it didn't, I thought about kissing you again. After that I just wanted to be the person you could confide in and trust with the all the pain I saw in you. ~ Jessie G.

I knew I was in trouble when all of my dreams were either about dying, or kissing you. ~ Carrie Rudzinski

Will you get off me!" "But I'm giving you CPR-" "I will die before kissing you, Hollywood." Z tried to sit up, his breathing heavy. "Don't even think about it. ~ J.R. Ward

It's so technical. It's nothing personal. You're not fighting really, you're missing each other by a half of foot at least, ideally more and you get a few knocks and bruises. But with the kissing, you do kiss someone. Its lips on lips. ~ Colin Farrell

What's the difference?" I lower my mouth to hers once more. "You," I whisper. "I like kissing you. ~ Colleen Hoover

When someone is kissing you passionately, you feel passionate! ~ Kathleen Turner

I'm really not comfortable with you being naked," I said, struggling for a normal tone and failing.
His brow arched. "Why should it unsettle you, pet? After all, you just said I meant nothing to you beyond mere gratitude. And you've seen a man's body before, so don't pull that blushing act with me. What could be bothering you, then? I know what's bothering me." The smoothly bantering tone changed to a low, furious growl. "What's bothering me is that you dare to stand there and tell me what I do and do not feel about last night. That kissing you and holding you meant nothing to me. Then, to top it all off, that you were only reacting to me because you were impaired! That's rich. You know what those drugs did to you in the first dose, before the second one made you comatose? They killed the bug up your arse! ~ Jeaniene Frost

I'm not sure I ever made a woman come with my mouth before I met you," he admits. "I love kissing you there. And I love your ass, it's perfect." With this, I feel his length stir against my stomach as his hands squeeze me. "I like any kind of sex with you, but I prefer being on top of you ... You make missionary feel dirty the way you grab and move under me. ~ Christina Lauren

I think that before and after we kissed are two different timelines. ~ Ahmed Mostafa

Then give me your answer." He crushed a brief, impassioned kiss against her lips. "Say it, or I'll have to keep kissing you until you surrender. ~ Lisa Kleypas

Take your tongue out of my mouth, I'm kissing you good-bye. ~ Waylon Jennings

Can you tell me why," he breathed into her neck, "when I'm holding you like this," he drew her closer, wrapping her snuggly against him, "and I'm kissing you like this," he devoured the tender spot along her jaw, brazenly making his way to the corner of her lips, "it's still never enough? ~ Jessica Roberts

For a moment this good time would never end
You and me
Just wasting time
I was kissing you
You were kissing me love
From good day into a moonlight ~ Dave Matthews

And then I kiss him for real, and he kisses me back, and his hands fist my hair. And we're kissing like it's breathing. My stomach flutters wildly. And somehow we end up horizontal, his hands curved up around my back.

"I like this," I say, and my voice comes out breathless. "We should do this. Every day."
"Okay."
"Let's never do anything else. No school. No meals. No homework."
"I was going to ask you to see a movie," he says, smiling. When he smiles, I smile.
"No movies. I hate movies."
"Oh, really?"
"Really, really. Why would I want to watch other people kissing," I say, "when I could be kissing you? ~ Becky Albertalli

It was a kiss good-bye. I didn't think I'd ever see you again, and I didn't want to die without knowing what kissing you felt like." He groaned. "It all sounds so dramatic. ~ Myra McEntire

I'll make up for all the years
I was supposed to be kissing you. ~ Leo Christopher

He opens his eyes and looks at me. "I like kissing you, Tate." I don't know why that sentence seemed hard for him to say, ~ Colleen Hoover

But you kissed her. I saw you."
"No, you saw her kiss me. You saw me not cause a scene in the middle of the club."
"Well, you didn't look like you hated it."
"But I did. The whole time, all I could think about was kissing you instead." He starts to bend his head toward mine. ~ M. Leighton

He propped his cane up, placed his arm on the wall beside her and leaned casually, close to her. Closer than was proper. Her womanly essence sent his thoughts scattering. "Gwyneth, I wonder, have you ever had a kiss that near took your breath away?"
Her cheeks reddened even more.
"I confess, just the thought of kissing you the way I would like does that to me. ~ Vonda Sinclair

Renee says the upperclassmen are betting on your sexuality."
"It's a waste of time and money. They'll all lose. I've said all year I don't swing and I meant it. Kissing you doesn't make me look at any of them differently. The only one I'm interested in is you. ~ Nora Sakavic

Kissing you, wanting you, just being here with you while I'm legally bound to another woman ... that's not what I should be doing. I won't want to belong to her in any way when my heart is yours. ~ Linda Kage

The moment my lips touch yours, it will be your first kiss. Because if you've never felt anything when someone's kissed you, then no one's ever really kissed you. Not the way I plan on kissing you. ~ Colleen Hoover

Daemon was suddenly in front of me. I took an involuntary step back. "Do you think I didn't enjoy kissing you? That I haven't thought about it every second since then? And I know you have. Just admit it."
In the pit of my stomach, tight coils thrummed. "What is the point of this?"
"Have you?"
"Oh, for crap's sake, yes, I have. I do! Do you want me to write it down for you? Send you an e-mail or a text? Will that make you feel better?"
Daemon arched a brow. "You don't need to be sarcastic. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

After all that, you haven't even taken a drink." Mia
smiled.
He'd forgotten the bottle was still in his hand. He
dropped it, and it rolled along the floor. "In the desert of my
life," Ryder said, "kissing you is my water. ~ Lisa Burstein

i was thinking that i'd like to try kissing you, joshua reed said. ~ Heather Cochran

I nearly had a cakegasm at the table. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I moaned.
"Sweet Christ." I opened my eyes to find Hunter watching me with the strangest expression on his face.
"What? It's really good; you should try some," I said, pushing the plate at him. It was a testament of how embarrassed I was about the cakegasm that I was even sharing at all.
"I swear, if there weren't a table between us, I would be kissing you right now. And none too gently."
I put my form down and swallowed so I wouldn't choke. "You didn't seem to mind about the recliner," I said.
"True. But there wan't an audience, and that's a very ugly recliner. This is a very nice table. Also there is glass and sharp things I wouldn't want hurting you."
"Good point. Please, have some."
"If you're going to make that noise and that face again, I don't know if I can let you have any more."
"I'll be good. I swear."
"You're not good. That's the problem."
"You're right. I'm not," I said, giving him my own smirk. "I do try, though."
"Cruel. That's the word to describe you right now."
"Just have some cake. ~ Chelsea M. Cameron

I never hated you. My anger was never with you, but with the little hell my heart had put me in. The anger always passed. I never regretted loving you. If I had gone to my grave never kissing you or touching you, I still would not have thought it a wasted love. ~ Madeline Hunter

(On differences between men and boys) Men know what they want. Men make concrete plans. Men own alarm clocks. Men sleep on a mattress that isn't on the floor. Men tip generously. Men buy new shampoo instead of adding water to a nearly empty bottle of shampoo. Men go to the dentist. Men make reservations. Men go in for a kiss without giving you some long preamble about how they're thinking of kissing you. Men wear clothes that have never been worn by anyone else before. ~ Mindy Kaling

Men know what they want. Men make concrete plans. Men own alarm clocks. Men sleep on a mattress that isn't on the floor. Men tip generously. Men buy new shampoo instead of adding water to a nearly empty bottle of shampoo. Men go to the dentist. Men make reservations. Men go in for a kiss without giving you some long preamble about how they're thinking of kissing you. Men wear clothes that have never been worn by anyone else before. (Okay, maybe men aren't exactly like this. This is what I've cobbled together from the handful of men I know or know of, ranging from Heathcliff Huxtable to Theodore Roosevelt to my dad.) Men know what they want and they don't let you in on their inner monologue, and that is scary. ~ Mindy Kaling

What was your first kiss like?"he had asked.
She answered, "I do not know as I have yet to experience such. Mayhap I should find a willing young man to help teach me how to kiss before I marry. With you being such a worldly and experienced man, mayhap you would want a wife who is just as experienced and worldly?"
His response left her laughing almost uncontrollably.
"It would bring me much relief to know you have not one grain of experience with kissing. I would hate to think you were comparing my kisses with anyone else's. Equally important is the fact that I might be drawn and quartered before our wedding day, for gutting any man who dare even think about kissing you. You would, in truth, be saving countless lives by remaining ignorant on the matter. ~ Suzan Tisdale

I thought a lot about kissing you. ~ Jaci Burton

The drawings make you smile," he replied with a grin. "Working on the speech doesn't do anything."
That...that was so sweet, I wanted to hug him tight, kiss him, too. "Working on your speech will make me smile, too."
His brows lifted and then he flipped his notebook closed. "I know what else will make you smile."
"What? You actually doing some homework?"
"Nope." He glanced at the door again and then rose. "I think me sitting closer to you will make you smile."
The boy knew me well.
He took a step closer. "I think holding your hand will make you smile."
I straightened as I watched him.
"And I think..." He sat on the edge of the bed and twisted his body toward mine. "I think kissing you will make you smile, too. ~ Jennifer L. Armentrout

I like kissing you," he whispered roughly, dipping his forehead against hers. "I like kissing you, too," Sam breathed. I am mad with desire for you. He told her silently. But there's more to it. I want to make you happy. I find that I'm not happy unless you are. What does it mean? She wasn't sure what it meant, but she liked it. ~ Paula Quinn

Instead of men kissing you, and touching you, they revealed their minds to you. It was great fun! But what cold minds! ~ D.H. Lawrence

Rather than pulling away to walk back to the counter, he brings both his hands to my face and holds me still while he looks at me in silence for several seconds. His thumbs brush lightly across my jaw, and he releases a soft breath. His brows furrow, and his eyes close. He presses his forehead to mine, still holding on to my face, and I can feel his internal struggle.

"Tate."

He says my name so quietly I can feel his regret in the words he hasn't even spoken yet. "I like…" He opens his eyes and looks at me. "I like kissing you, Tate."

I don't know why that sentence seemed hard for him to say, but his voice trailed off toward the end as though he was attempting to stop himself from finishing his words.

As soon as the sentence leaves his mouth, he releases me and quickly steps around the partition as if he's trying to escape from his own confession.

I like kissing you, Tate. ~ Colleen Hoover

Are you gonna use tongue this time?" she whispers.

I squeeze my eyes shut and take a step back, completely thrown off by her comment. I rub my palms down my face and groan.

"Dammit, Six. I was already feeling inadequate. Now you've just put expectations on it."

She's smiling when I look at her again. "Oh, there are definitely expectations," she says teasingly. "I expect this to be the most mind-blowing thing I've ever experienced, so you better deliver."

I sigh, wondering if the moment can possibly be recovered. I doubt it. "I'm not kissing you now."

She nods her head. "Yes you are."

I fold my arms over my chest. "No. I'm not. You just gave me performance anxiety. ~ Colleen Hoover

Sky, I'm not kissing you tonight but believe me when I tell you, I've never wanted to kiss a girl more. So stop thinking I'm not attracted to you because you have no idea just how much I am. You can hold my hand, you can run your fingers through my hair, you can straddle me while I feed you spaghetti, but you are not getting kissed tonight. And probably not tomorrow, either. I need this. I need to know for sure that you're feeling every single thing that I'm feeling the moment my lips touch yours. Because I want your first kiss to be the best first kiss in the history of first kisses." He pulls my hand up to his mouth and kisses it. "Now stop sulking and help me finish the meatballs. ~ Colleen Hoover

If a man is only as good as his word,
then I want to marry a man with a vocabulary like yours.
The way you say dicey and delectable and octogenarian
in the same sentence - that really turns me on.
The way you describe the oranges in your backyard
using anarchistic and intimate in the same breath.

I would follow the legato and staccato of your tongue
wrapping around your diction
until listening become more like dreaming
and dreaming became more like kissing you.

I want to jump off the cliff of your voice
into the suicide of your stream of consciousness.
I want to visit the place in your heart where the wrong words die.
I want to map it out with a dictionary and points
of brilliant light until it looks more like a star chart
than a strategy for communication.
I want to see where your words are born.
I want to find a pattern in the astrology.

I want to memorize the scripts of your seductions.
I want to live in the long-winded epics of your disappointments,
in the haiku of your epiphanies.
I want to know all the names you've given your desires.
I want to find my name among them,

'cause there is nothing more wrecking sexy than the right word.
I want to thank whoever told you
there was no such thing as a synonym.
I want to throw a party for the heartbreak
that turned you into a poet.

And if ~ Mindy Nettifee

It's not right," he repeated, grabbing her again and turning her to face him. "I'm not having it."
"So you said, in clear terms."
"I don't mean that."
"Oh, well, if you've decided you'd like to have sex with me after all, I've changed my mind."
"I haven't decided
" He broke off, staggered. "Changed your mind?"
"I have. Kissing you wasn't altogether what I thought it would be. So you were right and I was wrong." She gave him a deliberately insulting pat on the cheek." And that's the end of it."
"The hell it is." He trapped her against the truck, quickly and firmly enough to have both excitement and annoyance rising inside her. "If I want you, I'll have you, and that's the end of it. ~ Nora Roberts

I think I'll say goodnight here," Jack said.
"My dad's not so bad."
"Oh yeah,he was great...right up until the time I started dating his daughter."
I'd seen how my dad had become considerably colder toward Jack. There were little clues,like the other evening when out of nowhere he told Jack about how every football player he went to high school with had gotten fat after graduation.We'd been talking about what to make for dinner.
"Okay," I said. "Maybe next time." I leaned over to peck him on the cheek, but he grabbed my face in both of his hands and kissed me. His breath tasted like the mints the chaperones had passed out when the dance was over, and when he parted his lips against mine, I shivered, but not because of the cold. I pressed against him even more and hoped the dark inside the car obscured my dad's view.
But I knew better than to push it.As I was about to break away,Jack put his hands behind my waist and pulled me even closer,practically lifting me over the center console,so I was sitting in his lap.
I pulled back. "My dad's going to love that-"
He put his finger over my lips, cutting me off. "Please don't talk about your dad when I'm kissing you. Besides, unless he's enacted a law against it-"
"Which he may well do after tonight," I interrupted.
He smiled and then brought my face to his again for a few moments before finally releasing me.
"After that kiss,we'd better dream of the same thing tonight," he said with ~ Brodi Ashton

I remember once kissing you, your face lit by northern stars. Promising to grow old with you, and now so simply breaking the promise. ~ Carew Papritz

So why are you so mad at me for kissing you?"
"Because you took too long. If you'd done that, say, three years ago, we wouldn't have only had one kiss before we both get horribly mutilated. ~ Rusty Fischer

Are you allowed to get pregnant yet?"
I laugh. "Nope. Not this weekend. Besides, you have to kiss a girl before you can knock her up."
"Did someone not have sex education when she was homeschooled?" he says. "Because I could totally knock you up without ever kissing you. Want me to show you? ~ Colleen Hoover

I wasn't just kissing you. I was also whispering in your mouth. ~ Kim Karr

There's a pulse in my body, vibrating every pressure point. "I like kissing you."
His hand lowers to my waist. "I could kiss you forever."
I lazily glance at him from under my eyelashes. "Just kissing." Because I think I'll combust if we do more.
The right side of his mouth quirks. "Just kissing. And some touching." To prove his point Isaiah's hands caress my back, weave into my hair and slide against the dip of my waist.
Yes, definitely some touching. I inhale deeply, reminding myself that breathing is still a requirement. "I agree. Some touching. No new clothes off."
Because I'd probably pass out at the thought of his jeans off. They already hang low on his hips. Too low. Very low. Low enough that I start to imagine what more there is to him.
Isaiah wraps his hand around the back of my neck and performs this deep massage that makes my eyes roll into my head in ecstasy. "I'll put my shirt back on if you want."
"No," I breathe out. "I'm fine with it off." More than fine. ~ Katie McGarry

I used to think I couldn't go a day without your smile. Without telling you things and hearing your voice back.
Then, that day arrived and it was so damn hard but the next was harder. I knew with a sinking feeling it was going to get worse, and I wasn't going to be okay for a very long time.
Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time I pick up your favorite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t-shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.
I lose you every time I think of kissing you, holding you, or wanting you. I go to bed at night and lose you, when I wish could tell you about my day. And in the morning, when I wake and reach for the empty space across the sheets, begin to lose you all over again. ~ Lang Leav

I can't do it, Gideon! I can't make out the way you kiss me one moment and then act as if you loathed me like poison the next!"
Gideon said, after a brief pause, "I'd much rather be kissing you the whole time than loathing you, but you don't exactly make it easy for me. ~ Kerstin Gier

Which means
"That you were absolutely, unequivocally, undeniably, one-hundred-percent right," he said, again with the kissing. "You know, a woman waits her whole life to hear those words." I sighed ~ Molly Harper

Mischief twinkled in his eyes. 'Okay' isn't even close. Kissing you is like a roller-coaster ride to outer space. The farther we go, the more I'm lost and the more I want to explore new territory ~ Sherrilyn Kenyon

I don't like being told what to do and kissing you-know-what to get up the corporate ladder. ~ Robert Kiyosaki

I'm not the one who kissed you in the bathroom. In case you're thinking I forgot about that, or somehow missed it, or ... "
"Kind of hard to miss," Ian agreed. "Your lips, mine. A distinct smacking sound. Yup, that was me kissing you. Still, it was short - quickly over and done. A kiss good-bye. The subtext was I hope we don't die, but if we do, it was nice meeting you. Not at all like that under-the-dock kiss." He paused. "The one where you jumped me. The first time. So far." He narrowed his eyes at her, much the way she'd done to him. "Naturally I'm suspicious. Did you intentionally leave my clothes behind? ~ Suzanne Brockmann

His gaze wandered over my face like a caress. "I can't stop thinking about kissing you."

I ran my hand up his chest, my voice suddenly a raw whisper, each word a puff of fog. "What are you waiting for?"

A playful gleam sparked in his dark eyes, and suddenly he was on the move, gripping my hand as we wove through the people toward a dimly lit archway.

He stopped underneath and pointed up. "Finally found some mistletoe. ~ Lisa Kessler

And I will go on kissing you till you are strong and gay and happy - and if they haven't died, they are still alive today. ~ Sigmund Freud

August stared at her, aghast. "Did I know that kissing you would bring your soul to surface? That - THAT - would have the same effect as pain or music? No, I must have missed that lesson."

She stared at him, agape. "August, was that sarcasm? ~ Victoria Schwab

One second he was kissing me as if I was as essential to him as oxygen, and the next it was over. He stepped away, looking haunted.

"Did I do something wrong?"

I touched my mouth, missing the heat of him.
"No." He shook his head and shoved his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans. I didn't want his hands in his pockets. I wanted them on me.

"Why did you--?"

"Not because I wanted to stop kissing you."
He looked at my lips. My pulse sped up, but my blood felt like lava moving through my veins.
"Timing. My timing sucks."

Circumstances. Not because of me. I couldn't keep myself from grinning.

"Why would you like to try this again then, another time?"

"I'd very much like to try this again, another time."
He grinned, but it carried a touch of sadness. "I'll give you a second to...fix your hair."

"My hair?"

"I'll give you a second to fix my hair. I mean, I'll give you a second while I go fix my hair." He let out a sigh. "I mean, I'll see you downstairs."

He turned to walk out of the room, but unfortunately, he forgot to open the door first. I managed to hold in my laughter until he got it right. ~ Myra McEntire

The only thing I want is to be with you, kissing you and telling you that I love you more than anyone. ~ Auliq Ice

Then come here," he said, a bit redundantly, as he had already pulled her with him into an armchair and curled her up in his arms. "Tell me what I can do to help you feel better."
Fire looked into his quiet eyes, touched his dear, familiar face, and considered the question. Well. I always like when you kiss me.
"Do you?"
You're good at it.
"Well," he said. "That's lucky, because I'll always be kissing you. ~ Kristin Cashore

I've been thinking about kissing you again since the moment our last kiss stopped. ~ Cora Carmack

Felching is when a man fucks you up the butt without a rubber. He shoots his load, and then plants his mouth on your anus and sucks out his own warm sperm, plus whatever lubrication and feces are present. That's felching. It may or may not, include kissing you to pass the sperm and fecal matter into your mouth. ~ Chuck Palahniuk

Have you found it different having girls in the house?"
He cleared his throat. "Oh, yeah."
"Would you care to elaborate?"
"Nope."
I looked up from my writing. "If you don't elaborate, it's going to be a very short article."
"Look, I've already gotten into it once tonight--"
"Are you implying I'm hard to live with? Is that why you won't comment further? Because you think I'll be offended? I won't be."
"No further comment."
I sighed, tempted to toss the recorder at him.
"Okay, then, we'll move on. What's been the most difficult aspect of living with us?"
There was silence, but it was the kind where you can sense someone wants to speak but doesn't. Jason was so incredibly still, as though he was weighing consequences.
"Not kissing you," he finally said, quietly.
My heart did this little stutter. I just stared at him as the recorder continued to run, searching for sound. My hand was shaking when I reached over and turned it off.
"But you did kiss me, and you said it was a mistake."
"Because getting involved with you is a bad idea, on so many levels."
"Care to share one of those levels?"
"I'm living in your house. Your parents are giving me a roof over my head. Your mom brings home extra takeout. I'm here only for the summer. Then I'm back at school." He reached up, removed the ice pack from around his shoulder, and set it on the table. "And Mac? After we went to Dave and Bubba's, he comes out to the ~ Rachel Hawthorne

You can ignore me, Rachel, and you can try to treat me as a friend, but none of that will erase the fact that I think about kissing you every second I'm awake and dream at night of my hands on your body. And it sure as hell won't erase that I'm terrified by how much I like you. ~ Katie McGarry

So, what's this mean exactly?" he asked."You finally come around, and now you're going to just end things because of her?"
"Kissing you isn't exactly 'coming around.'"
He gave me a long, level look. "There was a lot more than kissing, Miss 'I'm a Quick Study. ~ Richelle Mead

What's bothering me is that you dare to stand there and tell me what I do and do not feel about last night. That kissing you and holding you meant nothing to me. Then, to top it all off, that you were only reactiong to me because you were impaired? That's rich. You know what those drugs did to you in the first dose, before the second one made you comatose? They killed the bug up your arse? said Bones. ~ Jeaniene Frost

I've barely been able to think about anything else.'
'Other than ... ' He waited for me to finish.
'Kissing you, dummy,' I said.
'Really?'
'You shouldn't be that surprised,' I said.
He grinned. 'I'm just glad to know we're on the same page. ~ Donna Freitas

I'm kissing you because sometimes I can't not kiss you. ~ Colleen Hoover

You will not! It's wrong."
"What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff? ~ Richelle Mead

This is most definitely a real date," he promised so passionately it made me shiver. "I asked you out. I'm paying for your dinner. There will be dancing later, and I will be kissing you when the clock strikes twelve tonight."
I let out a tiny squeak of fear and Grayson upped his intensity. "It's going to happen, Aves, and youare going to like it. ~ Kelly Oram

Is what happened to Chinook the reason you're in a hurry to leave - or is last night's kiss to blame?" She looked over at him, her dark brow furrowed. "Neither. I just need to get my car in for repairs before I start my new position next week." "I see." He did - right through her. "I came on too strong, didn't I?" "Maybe. No. Not at all. It's just... " She hesitated. "I enjoyed kissing you, if you must know. In fact, I enjoyed it a little too much." Back in his twenties and thirties, Jack might have thought her words were emotional nonsense, the kind of thing women said just to drive men insane. But he understood it better now - or he thought he did. "It's about this Byron guy, isn't it? And your injuries." She looked over at him, then quickly looked away again. "Something like that. I'm just not ready for a relationship yet. ~ Pamela Clare

Breathing is ... difficult at the moment.
Breathing is a necessity for you humans, and if kissing you causes you to have difficulties, I might have to refrain from doing it again. ~ S.L. Naeole

You don't have a civilized self.' 'Yes, I do. Look at me now, quite calm and under control, while you stand right there, a few feet away from me, and the light glows against your skin. Turning you to gold. I don't think there's any higher proof of the power of civilization, that I'm not kissing you senseless. ~ Beatriz Williams

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 dancing for you, and everything belongs to you. ~ Debasish Mridha

I'm not going to kiss you, Ella. Not tonight."

She sagged against me, her forehead landing on my shoulder.

"Kissing you would be too easy," I whispered in her ear. "And you're not a girl I want to be easy with. ~ Christina Lee

Sloane," he said pulling away when I started to fall out of his arms. "It's killing me to fight this. I can't. I don't want to. Not anymore."
I swayed and his arms steadied me.
"Are you okay?" he asked. His lips quirked. "I might have to refrain from kissing you if you're going to faint. ~ Micalea Smeltzer

I love your body, for everything it's given to me," he murmured. "For letting me ... letting me inside you. After all that time. And your hands, for touching me, and your soft skin, for letting me touch you. For your mouth. And kissing you, and for the things you asked me. For your ears, for being willing to hear my answers. ~ Cara McKenna

Okay, then, if you're sure," he said again and I almost blurted, "I'd consider hitting my mother in the back of the head with a snow shovel if kissing you was in the cards." But I though that would come off as needy. ~ John Goode

Lord Sedgecroft--"
"Ssh. It isn't polite to interrupt me when I'm kissing you. ~ Jillian Hunter

Who are you?" I demanded when I was certain he couldn't escape my grip.
"I'm a twenty-four-year-old Taurus who enjoys long walks on the beach." Even though I couldn't see his face, I could feel his arrogant grin.
"You have ten seconds to explain yourself," I ordered. "Or I'm really going to hurt you."
"Oh, come on! Can't we get back to the kissing? You can't tease a guy like that. ~ Ada Adams

I am so not kissing you tonight," she informed him.
He chuckled softly. And if she thought his smile was
dangerous, his chuckle should've been classified as a biological
weapon. Sin in a sound wave.
"But now you're thinking about what it would be like, ain't
you?" he said.
"Only my stupid parts. ~ Jamie Farrell

You're a ray of bright light in my very dark world, Ric. It's like when I step outside and take my sunglasses off to let the sun shine on my face. It gets a little lighter in here.' Pres gently tapped his pointer finger against his temple.
'When I'm in my office ..... there's no light. When I'm in my bedroom alone ..... there's no light. When I sit in my bedroom alone ..... there's no light. When I sit in my kitchen, eating my very carefully prepared meal - for one - there's no light. But when I'm around you, wrapped in your arms, kissing you, laughing with you, making love to you, everything's do damn bright ..... like sunshine. ~ A.E. Via

Echo, kissing you for the rest of my life would be good enough, and you need to get these fucked-up thoughts out of your brain. I'm scared of making love to you because you're too good for me. I'm terrified that after I share this with you, you'll realize the mistake, and I can't take that. Not from you. ~ Katie McGarry