lips

Their faces were inches apart now, and he traced her lips with one finger, lightly, lightly, then placed his lips there as if he__ drawn them into being.

I closed my eyes obediently; I felt a light kiss on my lips, on which there was always a little accumulation of blood that wouldn't decrease. And then I fell asleep

I feel something on my chest. Ivy's resting her head on me. In fact, she's pulled herself so close that we're touching everywhere. My heart picks up speed again, but I'm surprisingly calm, seeing her beautiful face close to mine, her eyes closed in an expression of content bliss, and__he best part__eeling her own heart pound in time with mine. She's feeling what I'm feeling.That is when I know for sure."Ivy?" I know what I have to do."Mm?" Her songbird voice is a calm purr."I think...no. I really, really like you."Like moving through molasses, Ivy raises her head. Her eyes are enormous with bewilderment. But there's no fright, no dislike, no anything that discourages me, With that in mind, I don't hesitate as I move my face and my lips to her lips.Ivy's lips are cool like water but delicate and velvety and smooth like round pebbles. She smells like wildflowers, wet earth, and freshly cut grass, which only makes me want her more. I press my lips harder against hers, and a shiver of delight snakes through me when I feel her press back. Daring myself, I open my mouth. So does she, and the kiss deepens. My hand slides upward to caress her satin cheek, and the back of my neck tingles as her fingers play with my hair.This is it. Ivy's and my first kiss. I wouldn't have it any other way.Unhurriedly we pull our faces away, though we leave our foreheads touching."Ivy?" I peer into her eyes. She doesn't look upset, but more calm and curious.She meets my eyes and asks, "What was that?""A kiss. You do it with people you like."To my amazement Ivy leans forward and kisses me again. It's incredible as the first time."That is my feeling towards you," she tells me as she leans back. She meets my eyes, her face flushed but determined. "I...am...really liking you, too."I smile and pull her to me, and we grasp each other like we never want to let go.She likes me. I like her.This can't get any better.

and when his lips touched mine forthe very first time . . . i knew he is theone

So there__ this annual dance in a couple of weeks.___he Winter Ball,_ I interrupt. __here have been signs up everywhere.___ou want to go?__ think about it for a half second. __ill you dress up?__e nods.I move forward so my hands are flat on the towel and my face is much closer to his face. Something inside my chest warms up like a nice kind of heartburn and I say, __nd will we slow dance?__e nods again. His bottom lip turns in toward his mouth for a second, just disappears and then comes back.Stretching out my spine so my lips are nearly touching his I say, __nd will you press yourself against me and we__l move really close together and then your hand will stretch out across the back of my head and your fingers will wrap into my hair and then . . .__e doesn__ nod. He just tilts his head down, moves his fingers into my hair, and his lips touch mine in a forever kiss. His lips are soft and hard all at once. His breath mixes with my breath. Everything inside of me whooshes out.

He cupped his hand around her cheek, and she marveled at how perfectly his palm fit her cheek. His fingers in her hair, she waited, maybe for an eternity, for his lips to meet hers. When they did it was like being inside an exploding star. Time and space became irrelevant. She slipped her arms under his, clinging to him, his body the only thing stopping her from drifting away, untethered in space. His hand on her back slipped under layers of clothes, finding her skin. He pulled her close, and she leaned into him, feeling like she could never be close enough to him.

When you kiss me,your lips upon mine,your kisses taste so sweet,just like a glass of good wine.

I got a question for you, gonna come over here and kiss me with those pretty lips?

I__ sorry I can__ do more. But happy birthday, Sadie._ He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.

A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.

My lips still quiver when I think about her smile.

The smile upon my lips, __t will surely never die __s I'm waiting here for you __ntil you're by my side.

And then there's the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can't touch, or at lips that don't smile at me. Or hips that don't reach for me. And hearts that don't beat for me.

My lips are like camera for her, whenever I click her with my lips, she smiles.

A New Year has tiptoed in.Let__ go forward to meet it.Let__ welcome the 365 days it brings.Let__ live well with love in our hearts towards God and all people.Let__ walk through it__ corridors with praise songs on our lips.

Moments later, Sona Kilroy, heading for the open doorway, stepped over the sergeant__ body. With an old auto-rifle in his left hand and his favorite sword in the other, and the sharp melodic din of bolts and bullets ringing in his ears, __he Hammer_ grinned an evil grin to himself, well pleased. He wished he could__e seen the look on the face of Indomitable__ captain when he realized the tables had just been turned on him! The thought amused him. It was bloody hilarious. He cackled, reveling in this complete reversal of fortune. Then he stalked onward with conviction, a grim smile on his lips _ intent on taking the ship for himself. * * *

His lips so soft, yet so stern, he pressed his mouth to mine. "I will have both of you," he said. "My Sentinel and my city. And the GP will learn exactly how stubborn we both can be.

I__ jealous of the cherries that have been in your mouth,_ he said, __hat they get to make your lips so red._ He kissed her softly, teasing her tongue with his, a lustful wet caress, and Austen was suspended in air. ____ jealous of every single day before today that I didn__ get to spend with you.