95 Quotes About First-kiss

Hannah wasn't my first kiss, but the first kiss that mattered: the first kiss with someone who mattered.

A first kiss after five months means more than a first kiss after five minutes.

That's when Poppy kissed me. I didn't have time to get ready. She just kissed me there and then, right on the lips. It felt lovely. I wasn't even scared this time. It was warm and not too wet. I didn't get any tongue. Her breath smelled like Orange Tic Tacs.

It was that pause at the end of the evening when you savor every morsel of time, every crumb of it. I didn't want to leave, so I made a bold move. I leaned closer to Matilda, touching my lips gently in that place where her face met her ear. Her shoulder blades tightened together, and the wisps of blond hair on her arms stood straight up. It wasn't necessarily a kiss, but I would remember it as our first.

His tongue darts over his lips in the same way it does when he's busy concentrating. Only this time, his focus seems to be on me.I can't even catch up to the possibility before his mouth comes down on mine.

Jamie.” This time he says it at a whisper. “I’m ready. Are you?

I don’t know what he’s talking about until his hands close around my ears, his thumbs pressed to my cheekbones, and the tips of his fingers wrap around the hot back of my neck. Then I get it. Oh my God, my scrambled brain thinks, he wants to kiss me! And suddenly I can’t wait any longer.“Hell, yeah.

I close the gap in an instant and press my lips into his. Too hard at first, but I figure it out. I kiss him. His lips are soft and warm and vaguely sweet.

...Then he touched his lips to to hers. Just a touch. But it lit a spark. Then a fire, a sweeping, a diving. She clung to his shoulders and parted her lips and was lost. Utterly, beautifully lost...