“I licked his lips. He tasted so good. A hoarse male noise escaped his mouth. Yes, growl for me. ” — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“Jenna ",he groaned. And when he licked his lips, he tasted the salt of his own tears.” — Ellen Connor Copy Share Image
His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
“She leaned in, and kissed her Marid gently, sweetly. She tried to kiss him the way she’d always thought kisses would be.… — Catherynne M. Valente Copy Share Image
In her eyes, I seen hope. In her style, I sensed beauty. In her lips, I tasted success. — Raghib Clitso Copy Share Image
“His lips tasted of cherry and some unique flavor that could only be described as Trey-licious.” — Olivia Cunning Copy Share Image
These eyes have seen heartbreaking things, These ears have heard unspeakable truths, These lips have tasted bitter sweetness, but I'd do it… — Angie Alvarado Copy Share Image
I said, "If I was a Negro girl-" He placed his fingers across my lips so I tasted his saltiness. "We can't… — Sue Monk Kidd Copy Share Image
“Looking up, he met her startled gaze. 'Let down your guard, Honor. Let me in. Let me love you.' He kissed her… — Bec McMaster Copy Share Image
“I could never see his face, didn't know his name but I remembered how he smelled, what every touch of his hands… — C.L. Foster Copy Share Image
“Mr. Emerson watched, almost breathless, as she swirled the wine in her glass expertly, then lifted it so that she could examine… — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Guide me, Elliott. Exactly how you want me.” His vision blurred slightly at the sight of her, lipstick smudged, telling him to… — Scarlett Cole Copy Share Image
“She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Liesel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“The tears grappled with her face. Rudy, please, wake up, Goddamn it, wale up, I love you. Come on, Rudy, come on,… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
