#kiss

Can I..." He stopped and his jaw flexed. "Can I kiss you?" I didn't answer, and he didn't wait for me to. His hands caught me gently behind the neck and he pressed his mouth to mine, softly but firmly. Then he moved one arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. ↗

— Liz Reinhardt

#brenna #first-kiss #hot #jake #love

I recently heard of a group called The Lipsticks who only sing Kiss hits, which reminds me of something weird 
I saw yesterday. 
I saw Elvis. And he was impersonating me. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #kiss #lipstick #funny

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 same passion and need I had never believed I’d feel. But today, there was even more to it. I no longer had any doubt about whether this was wrong or right. It was a culmination of a long journey . . . or maybe the beginning of one. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn’t care that we were out in public. I didn’t care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime, in the long battle I’d just signed on for to right the wrongs in the Alchemist and Moroi worlds. Maybe Marcus was right that I’d also signed myself up for disaster, but I didn’t care. In that moment, it seemed that as long as Adrian and I were together, there was no challenge too great for us. I don’t know how long we stood there kissing. Like I said, the world around me was gone. Time had stopped. I was awash in the feel of Adrian’s body against mine, in his scent, and in the taste of his lips. That was all that mattered right now. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#couple #cute #happiness #kissing #otp

Her lips taste like mint from toothpaste or gum, or sometimes like cherries or grapes from her lip gloss. She's soft when I hold her, with curves where my hands rest, and when I touch her I think stupid caveman things like, mine and totally mine—oh yeah, and all mine. ↗

— Susan Vaught

#funny #humor #humour #in-love #kissing

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. ↗

— Kristin Cashore

#flirtation #kissing #love #love

He leaned toward me and delicately grazed my lips with his. The tease left me breathless, burning for more. “I keep having to remind myself that I can do that,” he smirked. ↗

— Rebecca Donovan

#emma-thomas #evan-mathews #kiss #love #reason-to-breathe

If the guy likes/loves you, he won't care if you are a good kisser or not. He should like you for what you are - not how you kiss. ↗

— Meg Cabot

#kissing #love

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) ↗

— Suzanne Selfors

#love #love

Then he kissed her. Betsy didn't believe in letting boys kiss you. She thought it was silly to be letting first this boy and then that one kiss you, when it didn't mean a thing. But it was wonderful when Joe Willard kissed her. And it did mean a thing. ↗

— Maud Hart Lovelace

#modesty #young-love #love

If he'd been any other boy, and this was any other world, I would have kissed him. Nothing could have stopped me. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#kiss #love #macy-and-wes #love