He pulled her close and kissed her neck softly.
She caught her breath, warmth crawling up her neck again.
Her neck was tender and swallowing was painful.
She encircled his neck with one arm, noting that his breathing didn't seem at all labored as he carried her across the creek.
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.
Turning, she put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
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.
Warmth crawled up her neck as she grabbed her nightgown and pulled it over her head.
He rubbed the back of his neck and looked away.
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.
His warm fingers released her shoulders and traced their way up her neck, cupping her jaws in his hands.
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.
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.
A flush crawled up his neck, across his face and hid behind flashing dark eyes.
Carmen jerked her arms from his neck and sat up.
Color crawled up his neck and his gaze shifted to the coffee mug.
Carmen left her chair in one quick movement and circled his neck with her arms, kissing him on the temple.
Color crawled up his neck as he carefully placed the fork across his plate.
She lifted the hair off her neck and sighed as she paused in the shade of a huge oak tree.
She waited for him to release her, but his lips moved across her cheek and down her neck with soft caressing kisses.
She felt his breath on the back of her neck and stiffened as one arm slipped around her waist.
She had a wild urge to throw her arms around his neck and kiss the worry from his face.
Her arms encircled his neck, and her lips met his eagerly.
She could feel it in his soft kisses on her neck, in the way he whispered her name.
His warm breath on her neck sent her heart in a flurry of wild beats.
He kissed her neck lightly, his arms holding her in a loose embrace.
Her arms stole around his neck and she ran trembling fingers through the soft hair on the back of his head.
His warm lips left hers and started down her neck, forcing a moan from hers.
Tammy wrapped an arm around Lisa's neck and laid a soft curly head on her shoulder.
Either he was sticking his neck out to protect her, or he wasn't involved in anything illegal.
His gaze dropped to her neck and he reached out, lifting her chin to examine it.
A flush started in his neck and worked upward.
You lay the reins against one side of his neck, like this.
Adrienne felt the rage tearing at her lungs, plucking at her nerves until she wanted to twist Julie's neck off.
She slipped one arm around his neck and returned the kiss, answering his question.
Warmth flooded her neck and crawled up her cheeks.
Lifting the hair off the back of her neck, he applied the cool towel.
A wave of warmth rushed up her neck and broke over her cheeks.
I don't want you fainting and breaking your neck or something.
Dorothy was a little anxious about the success of their trip, for the way Jim arched his long neck and spread out his bony legs as he fluttered and floundered through the air was enough to make anybody nervous.
In the forest he would be thought ungainly, because his face is stretched out and his neck is uselessly long.
The vase had a very small neck, and spread out at the top like a bowl.
At first the piglet stuck in the neck of the vase and I thought I should get him, after all, but he wriggled himself through and fell down into the deep bottom part--and I suppose he's there yet.
When he returned the Princess looked down the narrow neck of the big ornament and discovered her lost piglet, just as Eureka had said she would.
Then I will jump out and throw my arms around its neck and choke it to death.
"Now which of you will hang this bell on the Cat's neck?" said the old gray Mouse.
Did I tell you in my last letter that I had a new dress, a real party dress with low neck and short sleeves and quite a train?
It was evident that she recognized the dog; for she put her arms round her neck and squeezed her.
I showed her the napkin and pinned it round her neck, then tore it off and threw it on the floor and shook my head.
Finally Belle got up, shook herself, and was about to walk away, when Helen caught her by the neck and forced her to lie down again.
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.
Pierre, carefully stretching his neck so as not to touch the quilt, followed her suggestion and pressed his lips to the large boned, fleshy hand.
The patches grew deeper on her forehead, neck, and cheeks.
But at that instant a tall Austrian general in a greatcoat, with the order of Maria Theresa on his neck and a black bandage round his head, who had evidently just arrived, entered quickly, slamming the door.
Then he lifted his head, stretched his neck as if he intended to say something, but immediately, with affected indifference, began to hum to himself, producing a queer sound which immediately broke off.
Rostov patted the horse's neck and then his flank, and lingered for a moment.
"Nonsense!" he cried, and the veins on his forehead and neck stood out like cords.
With his left hand he drew Bagration toward him, and with his right, on which he wore a ring, he made the sign of the cross over him with a gesture evidently habitual, offering his puffy cheek, but Bagration kissed him on the neck instead.
Then a thin, pale soldier, his neck bandaged with a bloodstained leg band, came up and in angry tones asked the artillerymen for water.
After dinner, she rushed head long after Anna Mikhaylovna and, dashing at her, flung herself on her neck as soon as she overtook her in the sitting room.
Kutuzov, with his uniform unbuttoned so that his fat neck bulged over his collar as if escaping, was sitting almost asleep in a low chair, with his podgy old hands resting symmetrically on its arms.
The soldiers who had carried Prince Andrew had noticed and taken the little gold icon Princess Mary had hung round her brother's neck, but seeing the favor the Emperor showed the prisoners, they now hastened to return the holy image.
He was standing close to the door and as soon as it opened his rough old arms closed like a vise round his son's neck, and without a word he began to sob like a child.
Nonsense! cried the count, suddenly reddening with an apoplectic flush over neck and nape as old people do.
The newcomer wore a blue swallow-tail coat with a cross suspended from his neck and a star on his left breast.
And seizing her mother round the neck, she kissed her on the throat.
Then with no less fear and delight they saw how the young count, red in the face and with bloodshot eyes, dragged Mitenka out by the scruff of the neck and applied his foot and knee to his behind with great agility at convenient moments between the words, shouting, Be off!
She jumped on it, putting her arms round his neck, and he pranced along with her.
There now, you turned Metivier out by the scruff of his neck because he is a Frenchman and a scoundrel, but our ladies crawl after him on their knees.
A tall, beautiful woman with a mass of plaited hair and much exposed plump white shoulders and neck, round which she wore a double string of large pearls, entered the adjoining box rustling her heavy silk dress and took a long time settling into her place.
Natasha involuntarily gazed at that neck, those shoulders, and pearls and coiffure, and admired the beauty of the shoulders and the pearls.
While saying this he never removed his smiling eyes from her face, her neck, and her bare arms.
He liked giving a painful lash on the neck to some peasant who, more dead than alive, was already hurrying out of his way.
Balaga was a fair-haired, short, and snub-nosed peasant of about twenty- seven; red-faced, with a particularly red thick neck, glittering little eyes, and a small beard.
His plump white neck stood out sharply above the black collar of his uniform, and he smelled of Eau de Cologne.
Rostov, smoking his pipe and turning his head about as the water trickled down his neck, listened inattentively, with an occasional glance at Ilyin, who was pressing close 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.
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.
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.
He wrapped the bottle up to its neck in a table napkin and poured out wine for himself and for Pierre.
He was the same as ever, but the feverish color of his face, his glittering eyes rapturously turned toward her, and especially his neck, delicate as a child's, revealed by the turn-down collar of his shirt, gave him a peculiarly innocent, childlike look, such as she had never seen on him before.
While Pierre was running the few steps that separated him from the Frenchman, the tall marauder in the frieze gown was already tearing from her neck the necklace the young Armenian was wearing, and the young woman, clutching at her neck, screamed piercingly.
The curly- headed, delicate boy sat with shining eyes unnoticed in a corner, starting every now and then and muttering something to himself, and evidently experiencing a new and powerful emotion as he turned his curly head, with his thin neck exposed by his turn-down collar, toward the place where Pierre sat.
The boy with the thin neck stretching out from the turn-down collar-- whom everyone had forgotten--gazed at Pierre with even greater and more rapturous joy.
It was true, and it brought color to his neck, but he didn't comment.
Sliding her arms around his neck, she pressed against him.
Blood raced up her neck to warm her cheeks.
He held the cup for a few minutes, his neck growing red.
Destiny clung to her neck, coughing and crying in turns.
Finally Alex kissed her neck and released her, stepping away as he spoke.
She would have a sore neck if she stayed that way for long.
He pushed the hair from her neck and his lips sizzled a hot trail in its wake.
She slipped her arms around his neck and forced his lips down harder on her own.
She threw her arms around his neck and pressed her cheek against him.
She ran her hand down his sleek neck and hugged him.
She pulled the scarf from her neck and wiped her face.
His breath warmed the back of her neck with long relaxed puffs.
His question brought her to the present and she glanced up sharply, warmth crawling up her neck again.
From her long neck to her slender ankles, Claudette was dainty and feminine.
Instead, her fingers slid across the smooth muscles and up to his neck, drawing his mouth down harder on hers.
Only this time his lips left hers and wandered to her neck, sending her heartbeat into frenzy.
Color stained his neck and spewed up into his face.
She slipped her arms around his neck and whispered against his lips, "yes."