95 Quotes About First-kiss

At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.

She wished she could explore his body and inspect him. Learn him and memorize him. That way she'd know what to miss when he was gone. Sam was heartbreakingly, hauntingly beautiful. It made her heart hurt. This couldn't end well.

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.

The cocktails were fizzy and pink toward the top, then became a dark red at the bottom of the glass."What's in this thing?" murmured MJ."I call it a First Kiss," Doyle said."Why?"Doyle's mouth twitched into a saucy grin."Because it's sweet and simple with the first sip. But each sip after becomes more intense and irresistible.

This was how a kiss was supposed to feel—electric and pulsing and smoky all at once, like you'd discovered a new source of fuel that could warm you from within.

A great book increases my heartbeat as if I’m prey, melts my insides in anticipation of a first kiss, immerses me in its depths.

Sentí que el calor iba subiéndome por el cuello y que me ruborizaba. Clavé la vista en mis zapatos. Sabía que Adam me estaba mirando, y también que si alzaba los ojos me besaría. Y me sorprendió lo mucho que deseaba ese beso, darme cuenta de que lo había pensado tan a menudo que incluso había memorizado la forma exacta de sus labios, e imaginado que le acariciaba el hoyuelo de la mejilla con el dedo.Levanté los ojos, parpadeando. Adam estaba esperando. Así fue como todo empezó.

Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs.

The comedy in our lives was those first few weeks we lived together in Paris: Our bodies desired one another, our souls opened for one another. We experienced all of the happiness and anguish of first love. Those first few weeks in Paris, we barely touched lips; yet the few times we did, it had the force of a collision of stars.