Kissing Quotes Quotes

“I know someone who kisses the way
a flower opens, but more rapidly.
Flowers are sweet. They have short, beatific lives. They offer much pleasure. There is nothing in this world that can be said against them. Sad, isn’t, that all they can kiss is the air. Yes, yes! We are the lucky ones.”
― Mary Oliver, Devotions: The Selected Poems of Mary Oliver

“This time, there's nothing gentle about our kiss. It's all passion and wet kisses and curious hands.”
― Pranay Patil, Burgundy Winters: in Europe

“I can feel his blue eyes on me. His lips are so close to mine that I can feel his breath on my cheek. I slightly tilt my head in his direction, and when I do, that's when he takes the opportunity to kiss me. Soft, tantalizing strokes of the tongue leave me mesmerized.”
― Valenciya Lyons, Toxic Love

“It was raining that night, when we kissed for the first time.”
― Avijeet Das

“Best foreplay starts with a kiss.”
― Herbalist Tracie

“His lips burned as they touched her own. She gave a little gasp under his mouth before being completely smothered by his fire.
He wanted her, she understood in amazement. And it was not the fact that she was capable of attracting a man which surprised her—for she well knew her own value—but that it was this particular man, who had already filled her with a tempestuous rage, was now capable of making her feel quite another way. Of unlocking her with his lips, making her feel like a quivering flame within a frail woman's body, smoldering with a burning desire she had not even known she was capable of possessing.”
― Fenna Edgewood

“I want to kiss him better than the girls before me. I want to make forgetting me impossible so whenever he closes his eyes, he relives this moment over and over, hands tangled in hair, lips held captive. Remembering me until I am his memory.”
― Caroline George, The Summer We Forgot

“Sometimes you find forever in a kiss,
and that's when you discover magic exists.”
― Christy Ann Martine

“He put his mouth by her ear. “Easy, now, Senna.” His thumb stroked her jaw as if he were gentling a wild thing. His sculpted body was hot behind hers. “Be easy "

“Stop touching me,” she pleaded in a whisper. His thumb stopped moving. “What?”

“Kiss me.”

The rest of him went completely still...

“What did ye say?” he asked in a low, masculine rumble…

Her heart started a strange thudding. Their voices were so quiet that the breeze blowing over them nearly drowned them out. Both were held paralyzed by the riders on the highway below. No one was going anywhere. In fact, it might all be over in a matter of minutes. And all she wanted was his touch.

If I am going to die, she suddenly decided, it will not be absent the touch of this Irishman.She touched his hand and slid it across the mere inch back to her lips. Shutting her eyes, she trailed the tip of her tongue over his warm flesh.His body rippled slightly, like wind over waves. She felt every muscle in his body shift, very minutely, very definitely. He brushed his thumb once over her parted lips. Her breath shuddered out.

“Did ye tell me to kiss ye, Senna?”

“I did.” Her whisper trembled.

“Why?”

“Because,” she whispered, “if I’m going to die, it will not be lacking all the things I am lacking at present.” A pause.

“Ye’re lacking a kiss, then?”

She nodded.”
― Kris Kennedy, The Irish Warrior

“How would I have known that our souls could talk?
While we sit in silence and gaze into each other.
Speak new tongues.
Love in native ways.
Kiss on higher levels.
Share in deeper depths.”
― Ayanda Ngema, They Raped Me: So, Now What?

“Our lips crashed together, and inside me, that warmth evolved. It was just a small flicker of flame, a single candle in the middle of an empty room. But I knew if I kept kissing her, it would turn into a bonfire that would burn the whole house down.”
― R.J. O'Donnell, Infirmity

“He kissed me on the mouth. The man tasted like melancholy and mint. He tasted familiar.”
― Diriye Osman, The Butterfly Jungle

“He knew how he wanted to kiss her. Forcefully, demandingly, with everything he had, in a way that would require her wholehearted response.
But he knew how he should kiss her.
Gently. Softly. Irreproachably.”
― Fenna Edgewood, A Duke for All Seasons

“Love? Was that what it was? Willingly forgiving another? Accepting them as they were?
While also wanting to kiss them until you were both breathless?”
― Fenna Edgewood, Mistakes Not to Make When Avoiding a Rake

“He cranes his head lower, brushing his bottom lip against mine,
‘The amount of time I spend thinking about kissing you is sinful.
Every morning. Every night.
Every goddamn moment I am behind that canvas.”
― Naomi Kelly, A Portrait of Pride

“You will be here when I return, and we shall find a way to be together.” Before she could figure out a right—and truthful—reply, he bent and fused his mouth with hers. The taste of him was full of both sunshine and rain, wind and earth, joy and bittersweetness.”
― Jody Hedlund, Stay with Me

“He tasted like every wicked thought she’d ever had, only better.”
― Fenna Edgewood, Kiss Me, My Duke

“I know somewhere deep within my brain that when a woman finds herself on the receiving end of a gallant kiss, she should let herself just be kissed. Isn't that how it always works in movies? But I'm unable to play the part. Nothing can stop my hands from reaching up and tangling themselves in Max's hair, my arms from pulling me to him and him to me, closer than we already were. As though I've never been kissed before. As though I'm devouring him. As though we're the last two people left on the planet and kissing is the one thing that can keep us alive.”
― Lucy Keating, Dreamology: A Love Story

“Everything in my mind was screaming at me to stop kissing him, but I couldn’t. It was like trying to paddle upstream against a wild current.
I was drowning, sinking down into the waters of my emotions. Nothing made sense here except his lips molding against mine.”
― Jeremy Jenkins, My Dad's Best Friend

“Kissing Lili Belle is devouring an ice cream cone in July; it is a hotdog at the ballpark; it is Jean Harlow slipping into something more comfortable and it is better than all of those things. Kissing Lili Belle is better than the movies.”
― Heather Babcock, Filthy Sugar

“I'm breaking the ‘did we think about having sex with a stranger’ tension vibe we have going now. It must be broken to return to equilibrium. Sex is a for couples. It has emotion and knowing each other for more than a week.

-Abby explaining why she kissed a man she met twelve hours ago.”
― Carina Alyce, Embers

“And when I am kissing you, I can’t think at all.”
― Virginia'dele Smith, Grocery Girl

“This taking too long. What is this? A filler episode of Grey’s Anatomy? She’s in a naked dress. They’ll die before they date at this rate.

-Monique trying to get Caroline and James to speak to each other.”
― Carina Alyce, Burn Card

“Beeping smoke detectors means low batteries, not 'take them out and burn your kitchen down.'

Fire Captain James Haskell failing badly at flirting over a smoky kitchen”
― Carina Alyce, Burn Card

“Aww shucks. What have we here? A proposition by a lovely lady for me to abandon my moral framework.For shame.”

-Deputy Brandon Smythe after pulling Jennifer over”
― Carina Alyce, Volatile

“She only throws plates at him sometimes.”

“What does he do?”

“He ducks. And then buys more plates.”

Jennifer to Brandon on what its like to be married in her family”
― Carina Alyce, Volatile

“Why does kissing you always feel so good, huh?”
― Drunkhys, Orion & Roseline

“If you were my girlfriend, I don’t think I’d be able to breathe right if I didn’t kiss you every chance I had.”
― Aisling Magie, My December Balcony Neighbor

“Robert leaned forward, placing his lips on hers, and it was as if all the sonnets and love poems ever written were for such a moment as this.”
― Samantha Hastings, Secret of the Sonnets

“I’m not with me tonight.
I’m far away from myself.
I haven’t met me
since the day I kissed you.”
― Bhuwan Thapaliya