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.
J.B. McGeeTag: sadness tragedy tears kisses first-love young-love skipping-stones
Can I kiss you?” And she would let him, lightly on her lips, a moment of brief anticipation. “Your kisses are like sugar woman.” He would tell her affectionately. “So sweet.” He would close in on her and then ask softly, “Please spend the night with me.
Keira D. SkyeTag: love kissing romance kiss sex kisses lovers couples contemporary-romance lovers-fictional romantic-novel
The kiss was flight, the kind of kiss that had magic I hadn’t known existed. Or maybe it was the kind of kiss that I had known long before but had all but forgotten, like the scent of roses once they’re no longer in bloom.
Ute CarboneHello?” I ask.
No one is there. Not a word. Not a whisper. Not a single sound resonating from the other side of the receiver.
“Hello? Anyone there?” I ask again. Repeating myself. I am beginning to feel rather anxious now. Scared, would be a better word to use. Shivers have begun to creep up my spinal cord, and I can feel the urgency of goose pimples begin to line up on by frightened pale skin.
Tag: love murder mystery killing kisses kill ghosts supernatural halloween ghost murderer
He leans down, his dark eyes simmering, and kisses me until neither of us wants to come up for air. Only the ringing of the bell tears us apart.
"Damn bell," he says softly. He places his hand along the scar that rides my face from temple to chin. A slash of purple, it's never going to disappear. But it doesn't bother me.
There is an awkward silence that overcomes you when cross paths with the person that kisses your heart the second that you meet them. It balances on the edge of unknown but always desired.
Carl HeneganTag: love kisses desire unknown
A blown kiss is not a proper kiss. Hugs and kisses should be hugs and kisses, not breaths of air. I am tired of breaths of air and not enough hugs and kisses.
Claire KingKisses are a means to plant on another's lips a smile glossed with happiness.
Richelle E. GoodrichTag: happiness kissing kiss smile kisses richelle richelle-goodrich
Her lips are like pillows of warm glass. It is strange to find her resistant for even a second, since she has been the kisser and not the kissed. It wasn't like the last time, which felt fumbling and unnatural. That time wasn't off-putting, just like kissing one's sister. This kiss, my kiss, was tingling sweetness, electric apple blossoms.
Thomm QuackenbushTag: love kissing romance kiss apple affection kisses
His kisses were so hungry and male, which isn't bad. Every kiss said he could never have enough, but he wasn't going to stop trying. They were so hormonal. I wanted his sugar roughness. Girl's kisses are deliberate and polished. When she kisses me - when I kiss her - she doesn't want me. She has me and knows it.
Thomm QuackenbushTag: love romance kiss kisses bisexuality bisexual
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