Karen Marie Moning Quotes About Kissing

Quotes about: Kissing

• One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Romantic, Lost Love, Kissing

• Was he a good kisser, Ms. Lane?” Barrons asked, watching me carefully. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand at the memory. “It was like being owned.” Some women like that.” Not me.” Perhaps it depends on the man doing the owning.” I doubt it. I couldn’t breathe with him kissing me.” One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.” Right, and one day my prince might come.” I doubt he’ll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Memories, Kissing, Men

  FaceBook post by Karen Marie Moning from Jul 17, 2014

• When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for more of him. With every kiss, every caress, every thrust, I'd just needed more. He'd touched me, I went nuts. The world dwindled down to one thing: him.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Nuts, World

  Karen Marie Moning (2011). “Shadowfever: Fever Series”, p.462, Delacorte Press

• He didn't just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Mouths, Ownership

  Karen Marie Moning (2002). “The Dark Highlander”, p.81, Dell

• I was in Cancun, Mexico, sitting in a disappearing-edge swimming pool, on a bar stool that was actually under the water, watching palm trees sway in a sultry breeze against the unmistakable aqua splendor of the Caribbean Sea; drinking coconut, lime, and tequila from a scooped-out pineapple, with salt spray of breaking surf and sun kissing my skin. Translation: I'd died and gone to heaven.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Drinking, Swimming, Kissing

• He pulls me around and kisses me. "You're Mac," he says. "And I'm Jericho. And nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?" I do. Jericho Barrons just told me he loves me.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Matter, Kiss Me

  FaceBook post by Karen Marie Moning from May 14, 2015

• One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need air. Oxygen is trivial. Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset. To touch the one you love. To try again.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Sunset, Kissing, Men

  FaceBook post by Karen Marie Moning from Dec 03, 2015

• The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul. Chloe

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Soul, Chloe

• When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Lasts, Kiss Me

  Karen Marie Moning (2016). “The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned”, p.1045, Dell

• Flirtation doesn't have to go somewhere; it certainly doesn't need to end up in bed. I like to think of it as a little friendlier than a handshake, a little less intimate than a kiss. It's a way of saying hi, you look great, have a wonderful day. A tasteful flirtation, played out people who understand the rules, leave everyone feeling good and can perk up the bluest mood.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Thinking, People

  Karen Marie Moning (2016). “The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned”, p.275, Dell

• For the past few years, I've been on a quest for a good old-fashioned date, the kind where the guy calls, makes the plans, picks you up in a car that's not his dad's or his other girlfriend's, and takes you somewhere that shows he put thought into what you might like, not what he might get off on like the latest how-many-naked-boobs-can-we-cram-into-this-movie-to-disguise-the-complete-lack-of-plot movie. I'm looking for the kind of date that starts with good conversation , has a sweet and satisfying middle, and ends with long, slow kisses and the dreamy feeling that you're walking on clouds.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Sweet, Girlfriend, Dad

  Karen Marie Moning (2016). “The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned”, p.243, Dell

• I have a box inside me now that never used to exist. I never needed it before. It's down in my deepest, darkest corner, and it's airtight, soundproofed and padlocked. It's where I keep the thoughts I don't know what to do with, that could get me into trouble. Eating Unseelie hammers on the inside of that lid incessantly. I try to keep kissing Barrons in that box, too, but it gets out sometimes.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Trying, Hammers

  Karen Marie Moning (2016). “The Fever Series 7-Book Bundle: Darkfever, Bloodfever, Faefever, Dreamfever, Shadowfever, Iced, Burned”, p.493, Dell

• And now she was just Gabby, currently staying in a dreamy, magnificent castle in Scotland with a Fae prince who did all kinds of non-nasty, non-inhuman things like tearing up lists of names, and returning tadpoles to lakes, and saving people's lives. Not to mention kissing with all the otherwordly splendor of a horny angel.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Angel, Kissing, Names

  Karen Marie Moning (2004). “The Immortal Highlander”, p.217, Delacorte Press

• One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can't breathe around it and you realize you don't need air.

  Karen Marie Moning

  Kissing, Men, Air

  Twitter post from Dec 03, 2015

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