Richelle Mead Quotes

In my life I doubt if I will ever forget the sensation of your lips against mine

Then let amourous kisses dwell On our lips, begin and tell A Thousand and a Hundred score A Hundred and a Thousand more

Mike, however, heard nothing at all. Lost in her breathlike touch, he knew only one thing for sure: In the instant their lips first met, there was a flicker of something almost electrical that made him believe the feeling would last forever.

I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.

No words for the passion. No words for the need.No words for the sheer epiphany of the moment.And so, on an otherwise unremarkable Friday afternoon, in the heart of Mayfair, in a quiet drawing room on Mount Street, Colin Bridgerton kissed Penelope Featherington.And it was glorious.

When soul rises Into lips You feel the kiss You have wanted

Women still remember the first kiss after men have forgotten the last.

You know how it is. Every time you kiss someone else, in a way you always remember that very first time.

Soft lips are big for me. Not a whole lot of lip gloss. You don't want your first good kiss to taste like strawberry shortcake!

The theater was the place where I felt my first crush, and it's where I got my first kiss.

I endeavor not to conceal that I believe there is a great mixture of desire in the passion which is called love--or rather, without any far-fetched strain on words, it may be called the companion of love.

I want to kiss her without counting the seconds. I want to hold her so long that I get to know her skin. I want, I want, I want.

The first undressing of two lovers is a most special event.

To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth—I count that something of a miracle.

He doesn't have to say it, i feel it too; it's not subtle - like every bell for miles and miles is ringing at once, loud and clanging, hungry ones and tiny, happy, chiming ones, all of them sounding off in this moment. I put my hands around his neck, pull him to me, and then he's kissing me hard and so deep, and i am flying, sailing, soaring.

Stuart stands and says, 'Come here,' and he's on my side of the room in one stride and he claps my hands to his hips and kisses my mouth like I am the drink he's been dying for all day and I've heard girls say it's like melting, that feeling. But I think it's like rising, growing even taller and seeing sights over a hedge, colors you've never seen before.

What makes the perfect kiss? Closing your eyes when you kiss is important. Or lifting up the leg, but that's more of a girl thing, I'm manly. Passion is good! She brings out the best in me. (Selena)

I think that a woman should be in love. I think that love makes the sex greater. Or even if you just really, really like that person.

Love is the art of hearts, and heart or arts.

We efface an hour by passionate love, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still in each other's arms lulled by our love, by tenderness -- sensuality in which the whole being can participate.

Love is the great conqueror of lust.

Love makes a good eye squint.

I lifted onto my toes, put my hands aroung his neck, and pulled him down. When our lips met, that first jolt... It was everything I hadn't felt with Simon, everything I wanted to feel. His hands went around my waist, pulling me closer--

When you make love, you must be making love.

Two people making love, she once said, are like one drowned person resuscitating the other.