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Fourteen of the best make-out scenes in literature
There are many ways to write a hug, or any sexual sequence in a book, because everything is so physically - but there are also many ways to make it unforgettable. Many young grown-up book catch these steaming make-out moments thanks to the impassioned first romance, the first thrill of being kissed and all these epic experiences.
This does not mean, however, that classical light does not have many beautiful make-out-oments. Kissing her, he leaned her skull back over his arms, first gently and then with a rapid graduation of severity that led her to hold on to him as the only fix in a dizzying underworld.
Her trembling mouths separated her trembling mouths, sent trembling wildly along her neck and reminded her of feelings she had never known she could feel. When I turned around and found her face, her face was already awaiting me like a big head. I will not make it out as something that it was not: it was Coley's tender little lip against the liqueur's bit and the coke still containing sugar on our tongue.
Kissing me back. It leaned down, his cheeks on her cheeks, stroking her slightly - and yet this slight contact shook trembling through her neck, trembling that made her whole torso shake. He stroked his tongue against the depression of her sanctuary when she said nothing. "He said his lip was against hers.
"But she had grabbed the top and dragged him to herself, and the remainder of his words were gone against her lips. Kissing her softly, with caution, he did, but it was not meekness she wanted, not now, not after all this while, and she tied her hands into his blouse and drew him stronger against her.
Eventually, when he starts kissing my lips, everything becomes strangely calm, like the instant of stillness between flash and sound. We' re kissing again. Next of all, the kind that opens the heavens. Makes me realize every other hug I've had in my whole lifetime has been false. The most beautiful time of her whole lifetime came, past a rock urinal with a flower in it.
And then Sally would stop, pick a blossom, give it a hug, give it a hug. "I say to you, give me a kiss." He slides his tongue into my mouths, soft but challenging, and it's nothing I've ever seen, and I all of a sudden understood why folks describe caressing as smelting because every centimeter of my torso disappears into his.
And my finger grabs his head and pulls it in. He tastes like honeys on his face. It doesn't make any difference that his mouths are already on mine, I want to bring him nearer. She ran up to Ron, threw her around his throat, and gave him a full kiss on the head.
" "I said, Augustus Waters," looked up at him, thought that you couldn't be kissing anyone in the Anne Frank house, and then I thought that Anne Frank had been kissing someone in the Anne Frank house after all, and that she probably wanted nothing better than for her house to become a place where the boys and irreparable fractures fall in lovingkin.
"In his accentuated English I must say," Otto Frank said on the tape, "I was very much amazed by the profound thoughts Anne had. When his divided limbs hit mine, I began to breathe in a new and intriguing way. Knowing that if he would kiss this little maiden and forever combine his unspeakable vision with her transient breathing, his intellect would never again rage like the intellect of God.
And then he would kiss her. When he touched his lip, it bloomed like a blossom and the reincarnation was over. Then she pulled him with her eye towards her, he leaned his face towards hers and put his face on her face, which was like a newly cracked coward. Long was he kissing Kamala, and Siddhartha was amazed when she showed him how clever she was, how she governed him, deterred him, enticed him back... each of them different from the other and still waiting for him.
and dropped it on Levi's breast, not sure what would happen next. Kath's eye was half shut, just as Levi's and his lip only seemed small from a distance, she recognized, because of her doll-like crease. Then he knocked his nostrils against theirs, and their mouth collapsed asleep, already tender and open.
Wanting to get a better look at Levi's too-brown, she wanted to marvel at his mad, vampiric roots - she felt it would never happened again and could even wreck what was left over of her lifetime, so she wanted to open her eye and testify.
He had a smooth tongue. Never before had anyone ever given a kiss like this to Cat. Abel was the only one who had ever been kissing her before, and it was like being shoved straight onto your lips and back. Levi's cuddles were all taken. It' like he's pulling something out of her with little stitches on his jaw.
This sacred sanctuary, the soft penalty is this: my lip, two reddening Pilgrims, standing waiting to smoothen this harsh contact with a delicate sweetness. JULYGOOD PILGRIMER julygood pilgrimer, you are doing your hands too much injustice showing wayly dedication in this; For sacred have Hands that are touching the hafts of priests, and Palme to Palme is the sweetness of sacred palms.
ROMEOHas not sacred limbs and sacred palms too? Pilgrims, Julia, lips to use in prayers. ROMEOO, dear Sacred One, let the lip do what the hand does; they are praying, granting you so that your belief does not turn into madness. My lip shall be cleansed, my soul by your sins. JULIETT Then have my lip the sins they have taken.
Romeo in your lip? JULIETYYou knock on the door of the books.