Kiss On Breast Quotes

#1. He kissed her then. Not tentative. Not polite.
This was no first-kiss kiss. It was demanding. Dirty. And it went on and on. Deep, open-mouthed, head-twisting, tongue-fucking, rock'n'roll kissing.

Amy Andrews

#2. He stepped into her line of sight and brushed the robe aside to press a tender kiss on her scarred breast. "They are part of you. I think you are beautiful with them."
"I'm not perfect like other shifters."
"I don't want perfect because it doesn't exist in any species.

Lia Davis

#3. If I am always comparing myself to others, I will forever be at war with myself. And who needs that?

Khloe Kardashian

#4. On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore, Which Jews might kiss and infidels adore.

Alexander Pope

#5. There's an enormous number of managers who have retired on the job.

Peter Drucker

#6. Come, lay thy head upon my breast and I'll kiss thee unto rest.

George Gordon Byron

#7. The animal encounter poem is now so distinct a genre that it would be possible to create a full-length anthology from deer encounter poems alone, and many varieties of experience would emerge from such an exercise.

John Burnside

#8. As I unbutton him, I kiss his skin - warm, fragrant, smelling of soap, his expensive cologne and him. Done, I slip him out of the garment and lay over his heart which thuds heavy and deep beneath my breast. Except for my gossamer-thin robe, we're almost skin to skin.

Magda Alexander

#9. I think we can manage a little more than that,' he promised. His hand was creeping up her top now, her breast soft and warm beneath his fingers. This was so much more than a kiss as his fingers skilfully caressed her nipples.

Carol Marinelli

#10. Big house, big car, big breast, big life, big this and big that; what is so big about living big? Live on KISS principle not BIG principle.

Santosh Kalwar

#11. With all the wonders Moses was performing, there was one I did not think would ever come to pass: that we would finally be reunited. That I would once again kiss his neck as I had loved to do. That I would see him clasp his sons to his breast.

Marek Halter

#12. She stood breast-high amid the corn Clasp'd by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who many a glowing kiss had won.

Thomas Hood

#13. Sexist language, racist language, theistic language - all are typical of the policing languages of mastery, and cannot, do not, permit new knowledge or encourage the mutual exchange of ideas.

Toni Morrison

#14. My latest battle had nothing to do with The Company, the rebels, or any other faction. It was out-and-out warfare between my head and my heart. Keeping it cool during daylight, versus nighttime, when I unleashed my passion for him ... Turned out the Wilderness was a lot more hostile than me.

Rie Warren

#15. He kissed her then. He had to kiss her, to try out every way he could move his mouth over hers - hard and soft, deep and reverent - and he had to move his tongue against hers and cup her breast in his hand because he was so fucking grateful and so fucking lost.

Ruthie Knox