Becca Fitzpatrick Quotes

I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight.

She stood, squared her shoulders. “We’ll do it. Together.” And then she did something that shocked them both. She rose on her tiptoes and pressed a swift kiss on his lips. “Thank you for returning to help me.” When she tried to move away, he latched onto her forearms and held her in place. His eyes were gleaming. "Next time you decide to do that…" What?" she said, stiffening. "Give you a little warning?" No." He grinned. "Linger.

And then Evan Walker kisses me.

All the legislation in the world will not abolish kissing.

Why watch someone kissing when people really close their eyes when they kiss?

I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth.

I'm just such a good kisser.

Kissing - and I mean like, yummy, smacking kissing - is the most delicious, most beautiful and passionate thing that two people can do, bar none. Better than sex, hands down.

So I wanna see all of you making out during this song.

I've always loved kissing. We all do, don't we?

The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.

Kissing someone is pretty intimate, actually very intimate, and your heart always kind of skips a beat before you do that.

I think more people need to make out.

I prefer a kiss that is so much more than just a tongue in your mouth.

Women like being kissed.

Kiss me out of desire, but not consolation.

A man snatches the first kiss, pleads for the second, demands the third, takes the fourth, accepts the fifth - and endures all the rest.

I'm a little bit of a makeout king. I don't discriminate too much.

I remember my first kisses with a lot of people, and they're rad experiences. And you don't have to really take it to that next level because that's what keeps it exciting.

Kissing is kind of scary.

I love gross kissing. I think it's the most fun thing to do.

I couldn't even imagine kissing something.

The kiss is a wordless articulation of desire whose object lies in the future, and somewhat to the south.

Right there, in front of everyone, I threw my arms arond his neck and mashed my mouth against his. He was startled for a second, then his strong arms wraped around me so tightly I could hardly breathe. "ZOMG," I heard Nudge whisper.

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.