He pulled her close and kissed her neck softly.
Her neck was tender and swallowing was painful.
Suddenly she jumped up onto a tub to be higher than he, embraced him so that both her slender bare arms clasped him above his neck, and, tossing back her hair, kissed him full on the lips.
Sonya trembled all over and blushed to her ears and behind them and down to her neck and shoulders while Nicholas was speaking.
The blood pounded in her neck and temples.
She caught her breath, warmth crawling up her neck again.
Turning, she put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
She encircled his neck with one arm, noting that his breathing didn't seem at all labored as he carried her across the creek.
Lifting the hair off the back of her neck, he applied the cool towel.
Around Billina's neck was a string of beautiful pearls, and on her legs were bracelets of emeralds.
I think she would like to put her two soft arms around your neck and hug you.
And he did say, I will kiss you, little calf, and he put his arms around calf's neck and kissed her.
I could see the way Ginger looked; all her beauty gone, her beautiful arched neck drooping, all the spirit gone out of her flashing eyes, all the playfulness gone out of her manner.
When I made most noise he would stretch out his neck, and erect his neck feathers, and open his eyes wide; but their lids soon fell again, and he began to nod.
It was true, and it brought color to his neck, but he didn't comment.
Warmth crawled up her neck as she grabbed her nightgown and pulled it over her head.
His warm fingers released her shoulders and traced their way up her neck, cupping her jaws in his hands.
Sliding her arms around his neck, she pressed against him.
Warmth ran up her neck and she bit her lower lip.
Carmen rubbed her sore neck and searched the room for Alex again, but didn't find him.
His warm lips kissed their way down her neck and across her shoulder.
One glance at the picture and his neck turned red.
Finally Destiny put her arms around Carmen's neck and simply hugged her.
Blood raced up her neck to warm her cheeks.
Without warning, she dived at him, throwing her arms around his neck and pressing her body against his.
Then he turned away and rubbed the back of his neck in that way he did when he knew he was wrong but wasn't sure why.
He held the cup for a few minutes, his neck growing red.
A flush crawled up his neck, across his face and hid behind flashing dark eyes.
Destiny clung to her neck, coughing and crying in turns.
Finally Alex kissed her neck and released her, stepping away as he spoke.
Carmen jerked her arms from his neck and sat up.
An official ran out, said some words to a merchant, called a stout official with a cross hanging on his neck to follow him, and vanished again, evidently wishing to avoid the inquiring looks and questions addressed to him.
"Well, that's all!" said Kutuzov as he signed the last of the documents, and rising heavily and smoothing out the folds in his fat white neck he moved toward the door with a more cheerful expression.
A bald general with a St. George's Cross on his neck stood just behind the priest's back, and without crossing himself (he was evidently a German) patiently awaited the end of the service, which he considered it necessary to hear to the end, probably to arouse the patriotism of the Russian people.
He had a St. George's Cross round his neck and looked pale and ill.
An old gentleman wearing a star and another official, a German wearing a cross round his neck, approached the speaker.
He had a long thin neck, and his head, that had been half shaved, was again covered by short hair.
The young man in his clattering chains stepped clumsily to the spot indicated, holding away with one finger the coat collar which chafed his neck, turned his long neck twice this way and that, sighed, and submissively folded before him his thin hands, unused to work.
A vein in the young man's long thin neck swelled like a cord and went blue behind the ear, and suddenly his face flushed.
The tall youth, against whom he stumbled, seized his thin neck with his hands and, yelling wildly, fell with him under the feet of the pressing, struggling crowd.
Aren't they afraid of sinning?... said the same mob now, looking with pained distress at the dead body with its long, thin, half-severed neck and its livid face stained with blood and dust.
The gory, dust-stained, half-shaven head with its long neck trailed twisting along the ground.