kissing neck - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
He knows that once he kisses my neck my resistance will crumble. After just a few delicate touches of his warm lips my hands will start to do his bidding. They will fall down his back as my head swims, all previous thoughts stopped in their tracks. Now there is only one desire, one wish, and we both know it's just a matter of time before it happens.
I felt a hot breath on my neck, then the tender brush of lips. Burning as they make contact with my neck. A hand runs through my hair, as the kisses become harder and more urgent. Another hand slides around my waist, and pulls me close to his pine scented body. His kisses are now on my shoulders and in my hair.
I'm trying to be indifferent. It doesn't do to let someone with an ego like his know how much power he has. I don't lean in, don't make it easy or seem too keen. Then he brushes my hair back from my shoulder and moves in so close I can feel his lean body pressed up against me. I feel is warmth and already my mind has placed our lips together. But instead he leans in to caress my neck, slow and gentle. He's making me wait and I can hardly bare it. I want his lips now, I want his kisses. Then he cups my face in his hands and gives me what he knows I want.
As I kiss her neck a wave of pure pleasure runs through my entire body. Her perfume is intoxicating. As I kiss my way gently up her neck to lips that taste of cherry, the scenery disappears and I am lost in this moment.
He moved in for a kiss and I felt the graze of his lips against my neck – a gesture that would have normally sent my head spinning only made me sick to the very pit of my stomach.
As I cautiously laid down on my bed, unaware of what his plans for me were, I moved my hair away from the right side of my neck and I shut my eyes. I knew what I wanted him to do, I had been longing for his touch for many months, and he was here, ready to fulfil all my sexual desires. My insides craved his touch. I craved his touch. As soon as his moist, plump lips imprinted on my neck, I lost all rational thought, I was just consumed at the thought of him and I showing our ever growing love for each other. I was amazed at how one touch of his lips could hitch my breath.
I kiss Kara's ear lobe first, softly, with just the right hint of passion, then work my way down her neck to her collar bone before coming right back up for the lips I know will be waiting.
Kissing Geo's neck is like turning the key to his engine. Once that's done he's all mine. Just the gentle movement of my warm breath in his ear and he has no resistance at all.
Lance is very obviously avoiding his lips. He's pressing lingering kisses against pretty much everything else he can reach. Keith's jaw, his neck, his cheeks--it's all fair game. His breath is curling against the skin just beneath his ear as his hands are skating against the scarred skin of his boyfriend's stomach, occasionally scraping down his side in long scratches.
Hands curled tightly into Lance's mess of hair, Keith breathes hard into the edge of his curls. Keith know Lance will leave marks he doesn't want, but he really doesn't want to stop the feeling of his teeth against Keith's skin.