Top 100 Quotes About Her Lips
#1. The second her lips met mine a million dreams began to flicker before my still-open eyes.
Calista Lynne
#2. Ummm ... " She licked her lips. "Define fun."
"Quit doing that, jailbait. It's distracting.
Rachel Caine
#3. He wanted to tell her that all at once he fell madly in love with everything about her, the way she kissed, the taste of her lips, her voice, her smell, her nearness ... but such a premature confession at this point could make her suspicious of his intelligence. From The Cartesian Machine
Nick Tran
#4. She was pure, it was true, as he had never dreamed of purity; but cherries stained her lips.
Jack London
#5. He crooked a finger beneath her chin and lifted until she met his gaze. Her skin was just as soft as he remembered, and her lips just as full. Only the distress in her eyes was new. At least that was something he could fix
Leah Braemel
#6. He crowded right up into her space, pressed his body against hers - trapping her against the glass of the door behind her, plunged his hands into her hair until he was cupping the nape of her neck, and devoured her lips with his.
Laura Kaye
#7. Even if he hadn't wanted to kiss her, Chase needed to kiss Bailey. As if reading his mind, Bailey parted her lips and took a slight inhale, pressing her chest against him more fully. He didn't think about it; it just happened, as naturally as her breath.
T.J. Kline
#8. Can I kiss you?" And she would let him, lightly on her lips, a moment of brief anticipation. "Your kisses are like sugar woman." He would tell her affectionately. "So sweet." He would close in on her and then ask softly, "Please spend the night with me.
Keira D. Skye
#9. She brushed her lips over his, needing to taste him, to reassure herself of his presence, even if the kiss was relatively chaste. He let out a soft groan, his big body melting against hers as he pulled her close.
"Get a fucking room," Gabriel muttered.
Katie Reus
#10. You broke my heart when you said I didn't know about foreplay.'
Her lips twitched. 'Yes, you're terrible at sex. Terrible.' That was why she was lying here with melted bones and an inner wolf who was so dozy, she was sprawled out in complete abandon.
Nalini Singh
#11. It's not courage so much as stubbornness," Alice said frankly. Her lips curled back from her teeth in a grim smile. "I don't like to lose.
Django Wexler
#12. The queen hadn't even bothered to say good-bye. She'd just dashed for the injured Fae warrior, his name like a prayer on her lips. Rowan.
Sarah J. Maas
#13. A vital component of charity and grace is the ability not to draw attention to one's possession of them. Penelope pursed her lips as she pushed Eloise
Julia Quinn
#14. You're the world to me," I whisper onto
her lips. "I hope you never forget that."
"I'll never forget," she whispers back.. "But if I ever do, for
whatever reason, I hope you'll always find a way to remind me."
... "Always.
J.A. Redmerski
#15. Could tell by the trail of drool connecting her lips to the back of her wrist.
S.M. Reine
#16. She rode toward the sunset
in her fathers worn down car.
A breeze picked up strands of her hair
through the open window
while a cigarette burned between her lips.
He told her stories of honey and milk
as he replaced the grass with mud.
Rebecca Rijsdijk
#17. she hardly ever let herself say his name, when it felt like a prayer that her lips could only get dirty.
Cole McCade
#18. Goddamn sneaking candy thief found my cache"
Peabody pursed her lips "You had candy in the file cabilnet." she angled her head "Under M?"
"M for MINE damn it
J.D. Robb
#19. Would you be shedding tears for McNab's dead body if he'd been screwing around on you?"
Peabody pursed her lips. "Well, since I'd've been the one who killed him, I'd probably be shedding tears for me because you'd be arresting me. And that would really make me sad.
J.D. Robb
#20. She was a blank, clean, white sheet for me to scribble on. And I scribbled. On her lips, on her jaw, her neck and collarbone. I jotted my hunger for her in vivid colors as
L.J. Shen
#21. A ghost of a smile flickered across her lips- Percy Jackson
Rick Riordan
#22. The way I see it ... " She smacked her lips together. "Is if you date a person in the morning, that gives you all day to play.
Rachel Van Dyken
#23. You stayed," he murmured ... Her softly whispered answer sifted into his hair where her lips rested against the top of his head. "You didn't let go.
Tina St. John
#24. Shhh."my mother said She presses her lips to my forehead, strokes my hair, just like she used to when I was a child. I am a baby once again in her arms - helpless and needy. "I'm here now.
Lauren Oliver
#25. The girl of the period sets up to be natural, and is only rude; mistakes insolence for innocence; says everything that comes first to her lips, and thinks she is gay when she is only giddy.
Benjamin Disraeli
#26. Yes, they know her. They touch her lips, gather her words, fly away with the message, disappear into the dark. Pass through the membrane that separates this world from the unseen world that lies just underneath it.
Margaret Atwood
#27. Her lips remind me of kite strings and I find myself thinking about panda bears. Panda bears do not fly kites, I tell myself.
'I thought you were dead,' she says.
Maybe if you taped a kite to a panda paw and scared the panda so that it started running, the kite might start to lift off.
Michael Ian Black
#28. She says things that genuinely move me. She lets her soul slip through her lips, and it's always raw and incredibly sad.
Tarryn Fisher
#29. God! I hate clever women!" She froze for an instant before the reply was on her lips. "I love clever men!" Her eyes raked him up and down. "It seems we are both to be disappointed.
Anne Perry
#30. Ain't I your man?" he persisted.
"Yeah, Ellis, you're my man." Her lips quaked as she said it.
Tracy Winegar
#31. Izzy blows air out between her lips. "I wish nobody ever died," she says.
Lauren Oliver
#32. Teresina went often to confession. She was the despair of Father Ramon. Indeed he had seen that while her knees, her hands, and her lips did penance for an old sin, her modest and provocative eyes, flashing under drawn lashes, laid the foundation for a new one. During
John Steinbeck
#33. Her fangs cut into her lips, and with a nearly orgasmic release, she sent out her claws.
Laken Cane
#34. Here is Margo Roth Spiegelman, five feet away from me, her lips chapped to cracking, makeup-less, dirt in her fingernails, her eyes silent. I've never seen her eyes dead like that, but then again, maybe I've never seen her eyes before.
John Green
#35. Away from her lips. She controlled herself by the help of an inward defiance, and without other sign of emotion than this lip-paleness turned to her play. But Deronda's gaze seemed to have acted as an evil eye. Her stake was gone. No
George Eliot
#36. Didn't you know? That's what I love about high school girls. I get older and they just stay-"
"The same age." She completes before pressing her lips to mine, until nothing, not even my last breath, matters anymore.
All that matters is her.
Melyssa Winchester
#37. Decades of sorrow and loss, he had suffered. And all of them caused by this woman crouching in front of him with his blood on her lips.
Stephen Lloyd Jones
#38. She grabbed his hair and pulled his mouth tighter against her lips. She wanted to possess and devour him.
Alan Kinross
#40. Cruz stroked her arms, following them up to her shoulders. "So obedient. Did you know she'd be like this?" "I knew she'd be perfect." Ace cupped her chin and pressed his thumb to her lips. "How much of my cock can you take without choking, angel?" Another prickle of heat washed over
Kit Rocha
#41. There's a hazy smile on her lips that won't go away, and her hair is a mess. It's like a brushfire filled with casualties.
Lauren DeStefano
#42. Peabody pursed her lips. "You're really mean today."
"Yes. Yes, I am." Eve took a deep gulp of hideous air, and smiled. "I feel good about that.
J.D. Robb
#43. Her lips was hot, like the ridge of a cooking dish.
Esi Edugyan
#44. Giving her a slow, coaxing smile that turned the heat in the room up by a thousand degrees, he stroked her lips with the balls of his thumbs as he murmured, "Can we get back to talking about possibly inviting that werewolf for sex?
Thea Harrison
#45. She stared at me, this wonderful smile rising to her lips, and I don't know that if ever seen someone so beautiful.
Robyn Schneider
#46. Just so you don't forget," he began. "You mean more to me today than you did yesterday." Her lips parted and her eyes got bright a different way. "And yesterday you meant a fuckuva lot to me,
Kristen Ashley
#47. He brushed his thumb across her lips. I guess you're not as easy to forget as we'd hoped.
Kelly Creagh
#48. She smiles faintly, and it continues to hover around her lips. This puts me in mind of how refreshing water looks after someone's sprinkled it in a tiny hollow outside on a summer day.
Haruki Murakami
#49. She straightens her hair, puts on eyeliner, glosses her lips and takes one last look in the mirror, all for the boy who doesn't care.
Frank Ocean
#50. Dev called Katya on the comm panel as soon as he was able. "How are you?"
"Fine." Her lips curved. "Connor brought me a smoothie -he said you threatened to cut his legs off at the knees if he forgot."
"Damn straight.
Nalini Singh
#51. Would you ask me to leave her?" I whisper against her lips. "Would you tell me if you still needed me?"
She flinches as if I've struck her. "I can't do that to her.
Lexi Ryan
#52. His name escaped her lips as a whisper: Balthazar
Claudia Gray
#53. If you fuck this up, I'm gonna have to kill you," Rory swore, leaning in to kiss him.
"I'm not gonna fuck this up," he promised as he met her lips in a hungry kiss.
"Good.
R.L. Mathewson
#54. Just love me, Myrna," he whispered against her lips. "Please."
~Brian "Master" Sinclair
Olivia Cunning
#55. Hudson swept her hair out of her face and pressed a lingering kiss to her mouth. As her lips yielded to his, a thought came out of nowhere: I need you. Don't let us go.
Ann Marie Walker
#56. She pinched her lips tight together, like someone considering a foul smell, three-legged dog, ugly baby.
Dennis Vickers
#57. He sat down, his eyes locked on hers. Although his gaze did stray to her lips, if he was honest with himself, and he did think about kissing her. But then he locked on to her eyes again. She
Melanie Dickerson
#58. The time comes when our hearts sink utterly;
When we remember Deirdre and her tale,
And that her lips are dust.
James Kenneth Stephen
#59. He took the bride about the neck and kissed her lips with such a clamorous smack that at the parting all the church did echo.
William Shakespeare
#60. The first time he wrapped his arms around her and bent his head to caress her lips with his, she was caught by surprise and felt a breathless tingle shoot through her. Was this it, she wondered?
Emily Arden
#61. Her lips were red. Not the garish painted red so many women believe makes them desirable. Her lips were always red, morning and night. As if minutes before you saw her, she had been eating sweet berries, or drinking heart's blood.
Patrick Rothfuss
#62. It's just mechanics." Kai scooped an arm around her waist and pulled her against him. "No, it's impressive," he said, using the pad of his thumb to brush something off Cinder's cheek. "Not to mention, weirdly attractive," he said, before capturing her lips. Cinder
Marissa Meyer
#63. She was luminous. Her red hair had been braided a dozen ways, all swirled together in a high shaggy twist. Her eyelids were shimmering green, her lips crimson and matte. She wore black vintage ankle-high motorcycle boots. She was lethal.
Lauren Kate
#64. I love you" he whispered against her lips. "I want you. I didn't see you coming. You blindsided me, and I wouldn't change a thing.
Larissa Ione
#65. Egypt tasted as Eleanor remembered: gritty, dry, and full of a hundred thousand secrets. She licked her lips and peered down the long corridor before her. A shadow moved across the ancient tomb walls.
E. Catherine Tobler
#66. Am I supposed to say I'm sorry for what happened with Leah?"
...
"I wouldn't believe you if you did."
She smiles; it starts in her eyes and spreads slowly to her lips.
Tarryn Fisher
#67. You drooled all over me."
She glanced at his shoulder, and a smug smile played across her lips. "Don't let it go to your head. I assure you it wasn't because you're irresistible." She gave his thigh a quick pat.
Cate Beauman
#68. The smile that teased her lips transformed her face from beautiful to breathtakingly beautiful in a matter of seconds. He was damn thankful that she didn't know the effect that had on him or she'd do it to bring him to his knees and god help him, but he'd love every fucking second of it.
R.L. Mathewson
#69. I could taste the salt on her lips, each kiss like a summer wave breaking on an empty beach.
Michael Faudet
#70. Her lips slid into a foxy grin. I made little Van voodoo dolls and stabbed them with toothpicks.
Pam Godwin
#71. Our mother used to say that a hero doesn't always have to slay a dragon to save the day." She swept a lock of hair behind her ear in an honest gesture, then pursed her lips and looked back at him, her gaze endearing. "Sometimes he just walks through the fire alongside you, and that's enough.
Kristy Cambron
#72. Marry me and make an honest man of me in my butler's
eyes." He kissed her. "Marry me and save me from having to chase loose women for the rest of my life."
He kissed her again. "Marry me, darling," he said once more against her lips. "Because I adore you.
Laura Lee Guhrke
#73. I didn't let myself think about my infatuation,because then I would have to
acknowledge it. And I wasn't the kind of
girl to be infatuated or to get caught up in crushes, the kind of girl who checked her lips or fluffed her hair when boys were around.
Amy Harmon
#74. When I want to." He ran his finger over her lips. "You don't get a vote, honey.
Cherise Sinclair
#75. Her lips write silent poetry upon mine.
B.L. Berry
#76. He saw her eyes bright as stars; he saw her lips, and was not satisfied with only seeing them.
Bulfinch, Thomas
#77. Levana knelt. She glowed with anticipation. Her lips trembled with a restrained smile. Her eyes were feasting on the crown as Kai turned toward her.
Marissa Meyer
#79. A tall, lithe woman with black hair and wearing a skimpy black dress - clearly not waitstaff - was plastered up against Max, her arms wrapped around him and her lips crushing his. It
Savannah Stuart
#80. She looked back at him, her lips curving into an incredulous smile. "The man who just gave me the best orgasms of my life is asking me out on a date?"
"Um... yeah?"
"Um...okay.
Kathy Lyons
#81. Back in the Aerie she popped her lips percussively as she examined her booty. 'P-ilfering P-adgett's P-ockets Pr-oduces P-ossible P-ath to ... to - ' Well, clues and shit.
Steven Gould
#82. They stopped and looked at each other. She knew, only when he did it, that she had known he would. He seized her, she felt her lips in his mouth, felt her arms grasping him in violent answer ...
Ayn Rand
#83. She pressed her lips together and held his gaze, then shook her head as if all out of arguments. "You're really going to do it then. You're going to drive an asteroid to Earth. You're going to be the bad guy who kills everyone. You're actually going to finish what the Icefall started.
Walt Stone
#84. Do you play cards?"
Her lips tingled from the light kiss, "In theory. Why? Do you have a hankering for Old Maid?" She teased, flashing him a smile.
He placed his glass down and reached for an intricate metal crafted box. "Not even close. How about a little strip poker?
Beth Mikell
#85. She smirks as she applies some Chap Stick on her lips.
I'm jealous of a Chap Stick. There's a first.
Katie Kacvinsky
#86. And carefully ... tenderly ... taking my time with every brushstroke, I sketch the curve of her neck, apply the crimson of her lips, form her face into a two-dimensional tribute to her beauty.
Amy Plum
#87. You sweet thing," he murmured. "You're the sweetest thing. I don't know what to do, what to do, Tania." He kissed her lips
Paullina Simons
#88. My name. I have a name, and it's not Red Dragon. I am more than just the priestess's dragon. I am
Eilrah, a man who wants you," he growled against her lips.
"But you aren't a man. You only take this form when you feel like it," she replied coolly, turning
her face aside.
Shiloh Walker
#89. But Cora said all people bury what it is they fear
so it cannot hurt them. So it is kept from them, locked up in the earth or in the sea.
Does it work? I asked her. Burying a feared thing?
She pursed her lips. Maybe. If it done justly, and with an honest, hopeful heart ...
Susan Fletcher
#90. [Annie] "I just wondered ... is slowly a good thing?"
"Is slowly ... " His fingers relaxed and she felt rather than saw his smile. He brushed his fingertips across her lips, then sank back to his pillow. "Oh yes, Annie love. Slowly is a very good thing."
"Oh, my.
Maggie Osborne
#91. Emma pursed her lips thoughtfully. "Okay, here's a really bad analogy for you. Aidan is like the Indy 500 of Sex, and I need someone who is more - "
"Bumper cars?" Casey asked.
"I was going to say the slow lane, smartass.
Katie Ashley
#92. It was six years' worth of kissing, her lips coming to life under mine, tasting of orange and of desire.
Maggie Stiefvater
#93. What do you think? she asked, pouting her lips attempting to imitate a model . . . or a duck. I wasn't sure which.
Jamie McGuire
#94. I wouldn't call Gabriel Walsh if I was on fire." She pursed her lips. "No, I might. To sue everyone responsible - from the person who lit the match to those who made my clothes. But I'd wait until the fire was out. Otherwise, he'd just stand there until I was burned enough for a sizable settlement.
Kelley Armstrong
#95. Sighing, she headed back to work. She braced herself to lift the heavy lid of yet another trunk. The sight inside curled a small smile onto her lips, as it had with every trunk she'd pried open this morning.
Books. More beautiful, precious books.
Catherine LaRoche
#96. Her perfectly shaped eyebrows furrowed as she ran through what i said. I loved how her lips twiched in humor and a blush touched her cheeks.
Katie McGarry
#97. Is this okay?" she whispered, her breath hot against my skin.
"God, yes," I panted, the entire forest disappearing around me. It was only her. Only her fresh scent, the feel of her weight on top of me, her hands, her skin, her lips. Only her.
Mia Sheridan
#98. Her heart begins to sing to me, the Siren's song that's calling me to shipwreck. I go to it willingly. When her lips meet mine, I know I'm lost, I'm found - I'm home.
Amy A. Bartol
#99. Her lips were like the soft beauty of a delicately designed silken scarf.
Howard Gordon
#100. And I'm ill with the thought of your kiss, coffee-laced intoxicating on her lips ... shut it out, I've got no claim on you now, I'm not allowed to wear you freedom down
A Fine Frenzy
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