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

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

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

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

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

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 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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