Top 100 Quotes About His Lips
#1. In 1905, Freud wrote: "No mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips. Betrayal oozes out of him from every pore.
Pamela Meyer
#2. Janice rolled her eyes. First, the doctor had ogled her, and now Karr was leering at her and licking his lips lasciviously.
Oh this is great. I'm being mentally undressed by a space pirate.
William L. Lavell
#3. This isn't a good idea," I whispered, watching his lips come toward me.
"This is a fucking great idea," he muttered. Then he kissed me.
Kristen Ashley
#4. He considered my question for a moment and then ducked his head to kiss me. He tugged me flush up against his chest , pulling me closer than i even though possible, and then his lips touched mine.
Colleen Houck
#5. The recognition of virtue is not less valuable from the lips of the man who hates it, since truth forces him to acknowledge it; and though he may be unwilling to take it into his inmost soul, he at least decks himself out in its trappings.
Michel De Montaigne
#6. From the moment she'd first seen him in the Fontaine ballroom, she'd been lost. The passionate kiss a week later had destroyed her. Even now she could feel the heat of his expert lips against hers, and the remembrance of his taste made her mouth water.
Sylvia Day
#7. She loosened her grip on his hair and lightly scraped her fingernails over his cheek to his incredible lips.
"I could kiss you all day."
Laith's gaze intensified.
"All right.
Donna Grant
#8. His mouth was the only bit of softness on him. Wide and sensual, lips parted slightly in his drugged state, his mouth was profanely beautiful.
Lara Adrian
#9. I wasn't trying to make you jealous. But if jealousy does this to you, I might need to consider it." He gripped my sides firmly, letting his lips gently dance over mine, "Mags, I'm yours. You have nothing to worry about.
Kristen Hope Mazzola
#10. Tell me what you want?" His breath was warm against her lips.
"I want you."
"How? Give me permission, tell me it's okay to strip you naked, kiss you wherever the need takes me, and f**k you until you can't see straight."
"Yes, yes, please, all of that.
Dominique Eastwick
#11. His eye focused on her face. His lips curved up ever so slightly at the corners. "You shouldn't have come." She forced her face into a scowl. "A fine thing to say to me when I just saved your life." A sigh escaped his lips.
Melanie Dickerson
#12. He brushed his lips against hers. "I love you," he breathed against her mouth. "And from today onward, I want to never be separated from you. Wherever you go, I go. Even if that means going to Hell itself, wherever you are, that's where I want to be. Forever." Celaena
Sarah J. Maas
#13. He stops kissing, but his lips stay touching mine, lightly, like a feather would. "I'm bad for you, Sarah. I won't ever be the gentleman you need."
"Maybe I don't want gentle."
He pulls something from his dress pants and presses it into my hand. "And that is my fault.
Tara Brown
#14. I'm in love with you, you stupid arse, and I'm not losing you. Got it?" she whispered against his lips before kissing him again. Her confession had stolen his breath, so all he could do was nod. "Now, once again, how do we fix you?" she asked, when they finally parted. To
Morgan Rhodes
#15. You've brushed your teeth," He says, staring at me.
"I used your toothbrush."
His lips quirk up in a half smile. "Oh Anastasia Steele, what am I going to do with you?
E.L. James
#16. The sun weeps because it can no longer caress your skin or warm your lips." He sifted his fingers through my hair. "I do not envy the sun, Eva. But I truly hate the moon, because its light touches you in all the ways I cannot.
Michele Bardsley
#17. When Laurent turned to face him, his
eyes were dark. His lips were parted
uncertainly. He had lifted his hand to his
own shoulder, as though chasing a ghost
touch there. He did not look exactly
relaxed, but the movement did look a
little easier.
C.S. Pacat
#18. Scarlett pressed down on the tip of the blade. A single drop of ruby blood welled. Carefully Julian brought her finger to his mouth, and when his soft lips touched her skin the entire world shattered into a million shards of colored glass.
Stephanie Garber
#19. His lips quirked slightly when he noticed my incredulous expression. "I know I wouldn't. One taste of warm blood is never enough, Miss Wadsworth.
Kerri Maniscalco
#20. Then Rosalind began popping into his mind again, and he found his lips forming her name over and over.
F Scott Fitzgerald
#21. In three long strides, Chris was leaning into me, pressing my back up against the building His palms flattened against mine, our fingers interlocking above my head. "Let me uncomplicate things for you." He closed his eyes, leaned his head forward, and pressed his lips against mine.
Andrea K. Robbins
#22. Then, like a scene in a comedy - their lips but a breath away from touching - the door to the library burst open and Sam charged into the room like a bull, a map in his hands and Jasper hot on his heels.
Bloody hell, they had brilliant timing.
Kady Cross
#23. As he held her by the waist,she leaned forward,her pouty lips parted,her head just slightly tilted,and eveloped his mouth with such passion that I felt I should look away but couldn't.
John Green
#24. And to die with the Warrior's Prayer on his lips. For, 'Yes', he had sighed on his dying breath, and all knew that was the ultimate prayer one could offer to life. Acceptance.
Robin Hobb
#25. She waits for his reprimand or words of disapproval.
He kisses her instead. Hard. Lips demanding, fingers tightening on her chin. He consumes her with this single act.
Laura Kreitzer
#26. Remember that thing I alluded to on the plane?" he asked, eyes glued to her. A tiny smile played at her lips. "Jog my memory, Player Will." He squeezed his eyes closed, took a deep breath before looking back at her, and said, "Marry me?
Christina Lauren
#27. I'll see you later," I murmured.
"Yeah." Our foreheads pressed together. Our lips lingered half an inch apart. Thin ropes of dark hair hung over his forehead as sweat glistened across his face in the streetlights.
"Love you."
"Love you more," he murmured.
Shaye Evans
#28. Then, before Rhun charges, I leap from him, running toward the dead. His steps beat after me, and I hold out my hand. Our fingers link. The dead slather gleefully and lick their lips. It is the third night of Samhain, and we run together.
Tessa Gratton
#29. I kissed him softly and left my lips pressed to his for a few beats of my heart.
N.R. Walker
#30. With the scolding half frown and lowered brows, she took his breath away. What would she do if he put his hands on either side of her face and kissed her lips? Probably slap him.
Melanie Dickerson
#31. His lips covered hers and turned potent and possessive. His mouth tasted of berries, honey, and a tang of whisky. It was a combination a woman could succumb to without a moment's hesitation - succumb to and be seduced by.
Vonnie Davis
#32. He opened his mouth and let it loose, the blast of cold air freezing the Dark Ones instantaneously. Kiril saw himself in the mirror and the curls of cold air seeping from the corners of his mouth through his parted lips.
Damn, but is was good to be a Dragon King.
Donna Grant
#33. It's been a year and 3 months since we've kissed, and I rather have the ghost of his mouth on my lips than kiss anyone else.
Alishah Khan
#34. The grace of his walk could save me if I am crippled. His name on my lips could be my prayer against the madness of the world.
Cameron Jace
#35. She felt like a chess player who, by the clever handling of his pieces, sees the game taking the course intended. Her eyes were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his; and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.
Kate Chopin
#36. A woman of intense feeling, head thrown back, hair wild, lips open upon a cry of unbelievable pleasure.
The enchanted.
A warrior both disciplined and passionate, his whole being focused in the moment.
The enchanter.
Now he is bending down to her, drinking her cries ...
Elizabeth Lowell
#37. He leaned closer and his lips found hers, pressing her into the soft pillows. She gasped and dug her fingers into his shirt, afraid he would pull away before she could memorize this moment. But he didn't pull away, and Cress gradually dared to kiss him back.
Marissa Meyer
#38. You're staring at me again," Ash murmured without turning his head, though one corner of his lips quirked up. His silver eyes danced mischievously. "Is it the uniform? Perhaps I should remove it it it's distracting."
"Behave, Ash." I wrinkled my nose at him, smiling.
Julie Kagawa
#39. Siva's violet eyes flashed at me. "I'm sorry your weekend was ruined."
"I'm sorry your house was trashed," I laughed.
His lips lifted. "Good point."
Siva and Sloane
Micalea Smeltzer
#40. So when that Angel of the darker Drink, at last shall find you by the river-brink,
And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul forth to your Lips to quaff-you shall not shrink.
Omar Khayyam
#41. Maybe it was possible to relinquish control. He could do this, with Bengt he could. Give himself up and fly. He closed his eyes, let himself be pulled in by the touch. Bengt's arms. Bengt's hands on his thighs, arms, chest. Lips and tongue on neck and shoulders, the need for more. 'Don't stop.
G.B. Gordon
#42. Goodnight, Nash."
His lips twist into a wry smile. I wonder what he was expecting. "Good night, beautiful Olivia.
M. Leighton
#43. I don't want to fuck you, Elle. I want to make love to you. Take me gently, angel." I moan at his words and come back in a little too eagerly. "Gently," he whispers, halting me for an instant before I place my lips tenderly on his.
Lena Black
#44. You are hot." His voice was thick, smoky; his lips moving against my breast. "You turn me on. You make me care about things I never cared about before. You make me think. You make me warm.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#45. Shut your mouth! You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue, you dare -
J.K. Rowling
#46. I study his face closely. The smudges under his eyes are darker than usual; his lips are dry and ashen, similar to the rest of his face. It's been a while between haircuts. Two days' worth of stubble. He's beautiful.
Laura Buzo
#47. Call me infidel, call me atheist, call me what you will, I intend so to treat my children, that they can come to my grave and truthfully say: 'He who sleeps here never gave us a moment of pain. From his lips, now dust, never came to us an unkind word.
Robert G. Ingersoll
#48. Oh my lord, I hurt," he mumbled, licking his lips and spitting out a piece of his helmet face shield. Shatterproof my ass. Slowly
Evan Currie
#49. I love your hair." He dropped his head and moved closer as she breathed and wondered and hoped. When his lips met the space behind her ear, she shuddered. "I love this ssspot right here, t-too. Your shivery spot.
Ruthie Knox
#50. It's up to you." He reached across the front seat and grabbed her hand. "It's always up to you." He drew her hand to his lips and pressed a soft kiss into her palm.
Robyn Carr
#51. Are you saying you want to be my girlfriend?" His voice was gruff, almost teasing.
I leaned into him and whispered against his lips. "Are you saying you want me to be your girlfriend?"
"Fuck yeah," he whispered back, and pressed his mouth to mine.
Samantha Young
#52. You can't love me without growing old," she finally said. "And I can't know that about you without wanting to cry. And my tears are the end of the world."
Ander touched the corners of her eyes with his lips to reassure her they were dry. "Please don't be afraid of my love.
Lauren Kate
#53. "What are you looking for?" "Gandolf," I cracked, trying not to laugh. He pursed his lips. "I'm serious. You need to listen.
Liz Schulte
#54. You think giving you a hug would give away too much?" he says.
"You know," I say. "I really don't care."
I stand on my tiptoes and press my lips to his.
It is the best moment of my life.
Veronica Roth
#55. Her jaw was firmly set, but her lips ... her full, perfect lips were slightly parted in an expression that matched the vulnerability in her eyes -frightened yet determined. His heart skippeed a beat, and he swallowed the lump in his throat.
Melanie Dickerson
#56. Peter smiles at me, shaking his head. Behind the smile I can see he's scared as I am. Blood drips onto his lips. "You never did listen to my orders," he said.
I smiled back. "Aren't you glad you'll have company?
Dan Krokos
#57. There's nothing about you that's fake. Not even on the inside." His eyes finally closed for good, leaving just a wry smile on his lips. "That's why you're so beautiful." I
S.D. Hendrickson
#58. I'm not letting you go, Fiona," he murmured before brushing his lips over hers. She tasted like heaven.
And his.
Only his.
"I'm not going anywhere.
Katie Reus
#59. His chin grazed the top of my head and then his lips brushed across my forehead.
"I'm not going anywhere," he said. "I'll be right here when you wake up, sweetheart. I promise.
J. Lynn
#60. A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that gave it wings. Alone must it seek the ether.
And alone and without his nest shall the eagle fly across the sun.
Kahlil Gibran
#61. Wrap him up in floral wallpaper, wishing the envelopes I seal were his lips, leaving hickeys like stamps to show where he's been.
Taylor Rhodes
#62. Nope, not Debby Demint!" His lips curved up while his eyes sparkled with amusement.
"You haven't even seen her. All the guys make fools of themselves over her."
"There's only one who I desire to make a fool of myself over."
Were all vampires as charming as Dominic?
Terry Spear
#63. You ask what I want from you?" His eyes move to my lips, then my eyes. "I want you, Tru. I just want you. All day, every day.
Samantha Towle
#64. Her head, stopped a breath from his lips, pulled back,
Nora Roberts
#65. Are you saying you don't approve of my attire?" Trenton began to speak, but I put my finger against his lips. "Aw, that's cute. You thought I was really asking.
Jamie McGuire
#66. Maybe you should just take it off up in my room and I can help you get dry." He leaned in, his full lips right on my ear. "Or make you wetter.
Magan Vernon
#67. I love the way you taste," she said as she licked her lips. And that made his erection flare in her hand. "Climb up on me," he said gruffly. "I want to be inside you - climb up." For
J.R. Ward
#68. Jeb crouches to fill in the sketch's lower half with paint. His lips twist to a cruel sneer. "That's your favorite pastime, right? And you'll have your prince of moths for company.
A.G. Howard
#69. Zane raised his brow. "Didn't I say that yesterday?" he asked, forcing
himself to be patient. Somehow.
"You say that like you think I listen to you," Ty responded instantly, a
smile pulling at his lips.
Abigail Roux
#70. It is God in you that responds to God without, or affirms his own words trembling on the lips of another.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#71. "I believe I'll keep that one to myself, luv. If I told you all my secrets, there would be no more mystery in our relationship."
"I'm not a big fan of mysteries."
That roguish smile I once hated curls his lips and curls my insides. "Rubbish. You adore them."
A.G. Howard
#72. She slowly turned her head and looked at him. At his attractive, open face that could turn dark and reserved within seconds. The curve of his lips. The green eyes that looked into her a little too far and that she couldn't defend herself against.
Kai Meyer
#73. Graham licked his lips. Merry fucking Christmas to me. How could he say no? He'd dreamt of what Michael might look like under those jeans for almost as long as he'd known him. His imagination wasn't nearly as good as he thought it was.
Em Woods
#74. I think I might kiss him. He's right here. And his lips are hanging open (mouth breather) and his eyes are alive, alive, alive.
Rainbow Rowell
#75. Falyn," Taylor said through his teeth, "I see you've met my brother Tyler." "Tyler?" I asked, wiping his lips from my mouth. "My twin brother," Taylor clarified.
Jamie McGuire
#76. You're the kind of girl I could fall in love with, he whispered, so softly that I almost didn't hear him. His lips caught mine again before I could respond.
Monica Alexander
#77. There's nothing to see through. Feel this." His lips skim down my neck. "This is me." He presses his body to mine. "All of me." His voice is low and seductive.
Kim Karr
#78. He cups my face
with both hands
leans in,
eyes lingering a
sweet second
before his lips
are there on mine,
teasing,
playing,
tasting,
kissing.
When he pulls away,
I'm breathless.
He nuzzles my ear.
"Now that's thrilling."
You got that right.
Lisa Schroeder
#79. I can't believe you bit me there," she finally said. "But what I really can't believe is how it felt."
A smile curved his lips. "There are perks to being a vampire. That is one of them. I'll enjoy showing you the others.
Jeaniene Frost
#80. We were lovers,' he says dramatically. 'I was very convincing.' Livia giggles and reaches up to stroke his hair. Hank pretends not to notice Livia's hand as it crawls across his cheek, and it turns into a game. Her fingers pet his lips as he mumbles through them, 'What part do you want?
Rachel M. Wilson
#81. Heart-rending anxiousness flickers in the quirk of Brayden's lips, the set of his eyebrows, the tenderness hurting more than the violence.
Lynn Kelling
#82. She kissed his lips then. They tasted of apples and cheese, of the revelation of things you never imagined going so well together. She tasted meting ice cream, too, melting defenses, herself melting into Russell.
Stephanie Perkins
#83. Philippe liked to daydream with his eyes wide open and I could often tell from looking at the changing intensity of the colours reflected there and the faintest of smiles animating his lips that he was in a world of his own that brought him great comfort in ways I could never understand
Myriam J.A. Chancy
#84. His lips follow a trail from my mouth to my jaw, down to my throat. As he nuzzles, he suckles, nips my skin before circling back to my mouth to taste me, ravage me, own me.
Magda Alexander
#85. I crave your lips." His breath was sweet. "Give me but one taste and I shall ask no more.
Nely Cab
#86. Thunderclouds gathered in his violet eyes. He growled. A thoroughly annoyed baby dragon was quite a sight. Her face compressed, and she bit both of her lips. She would not laugh.
Thea Harrison
#87. If it's ever too much ... if the burden of me is ever too great--"
Softly, I place my hands over his lips, silently begging him to stop.
"Don't you know? You are not my burden. Never." I brush my lips lightly against his. "You? You are my gift.
J.A. DeRouen
#88. Shut up and kiss me, you fool," she muttered
against his lips. "I want to help you feel." -Avery Callimer
Nikki Lynn Barrett
#89. Closed his mouth. Then pressed a kiss on Oskar's lips. For a few seconds Oskar saw through Eli's eyes. And what he saw was ... himself. Only much better, more handsome, stronger than what he thought of himself. Seen with love.
John Ajvide Lindqvist
#91. She took him by the arm and pulled him down and put her lips on his. When she inhaled, she took in the breath of a thousand years and ten thousand miles. And yes, she tasted death. But
Stephen King
#92. His lips move silently, and I know what he says: the words of a poem that only two people in the world know.
Ally Condie
#93. She swallowed, her eyes dropping to his lips. And he knew she felt it too.
Maisey Yates
#94. He licks his lips as his head tilts down toward me. My body goes wild. Frissons of electricity travel up and down my spine as the True Born leans down. His voice is silk in my ear. 'You're not with your parents now. No restrictions. How does that make you feel?
L.E. Sterling
#95. What was that?" he whispered, eyes narrowed. There was no mistaking the amusement in the tilt to his lips, though. "Very bad kitty ...
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#96. About half an hour afterwards he attempted again to speak, but was unable; he pressed my hand feebly, and his eyes closed for ever, while the irradiation of a gentle smile passed away from his lips.
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
#97. He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. 'Oh, Jane! my hope - my love - my life!' broke in anguish from his lips.
Charlotte Bronte
#98. His hand cupped her cheek as he lowered his head to hers. Just before their lips touched, a light knock sounded on the door.
Lia Davis
#99. I clung to each word that fell from his lips like a spider to a web.
Dannika Dark
#100. Werewolves never joke about age," he said solemnly.
"Why not?"
Connor shrugged, a smile teasing his lips. "I dunno," he finally admitted. "I just thought it sounded good.
Rose Wynters
