She kissed his lips softly and rolled away from him.
He kissed her forehead.
So you kissed me in front of her.
He turned away from her with a grimace that distorted his handsome face, kissed Anna Pavlovna's hand, and screwing up his eyes scanned the whole company.
She kissed him on the forehead and sat down again on the sofa.
His warm lips kissed their way down her neck and across her shoulder.
(He rose and kissed Vera's hand, and on the way to her straightened out a turned-up corner of the carpet.)
He kissed her hand.
She turned her head and kissed him on the cheek.
He put an arm around her waist and kissed her cheek.
He pulled her close and kissed her forehead.
Carmen kissed Destiny goodnight and shut the door to their room.
He kissed her neck.
"I will," she said, and kissed him.
Alex hugged Destiny and kissed her before turning to Carmen.
Finally Alex kissed her neck and released her, stepping away as he spoke.
He paused and kissed her on the lips.
She hugged him and kissed his temple.
He turned his head and kissed her on the mouth.
"Let me remind you," she said as she leaned forward and kissed his lips."
He stood, and when she looked up at him, he leaned down and kissed her lips.
He lifted her hand and kissed it.
His hands gently pulled her head back and before she comprehended his intent, he kissed her lips.
She stroked his cheek and kissed his forehead.
He kissed her neck lightly, his arms holding her in a loose embrace.
He leaned over and kissed her.
She leaned forward and he quickly kissed her on the mouth.
"I love you too," Yancey mimicked with equal enthusiasm, and kissed her on the cheek.
Without warning he leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth.
Lisa kissed her forehead.
OK, so he kissed you and you didn't want him to.
She lifted the tiny hand and kissed it, tears filling her eyes again.
I don't know why I kissed her.
She leaned forward and stood on her toes, gripping his shoulders as she kissed his cheek.
He kissed her again, softly this time.
Brandon kissed her forehead.
She stroked his hair and kissed his forehead, while tears coursed down her cheeks as well.
He pulled her close and kissed her neck softly.
His strong arms wrapped around her and he kissed her forehead.
He leaned over and kissed her cheek lightly and then straightened.
Was that why he had kissed her that day?
He turned his head and kissed her fingers.
He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly and she rolled her head, finally touching his lips briefly with hers.
After all, she had made the first move, turning her head as he kissed her cheek.
After all, if she hadn't turned her head when he kissed her on the cheek, maybe things wouldn't have turned out the same way.
He wasn't the first man she had kissed and she had never considered herself promiscuous with other men.
But when you kissed me, something snapped inside.
I've kissed Martha exactly twice.
"You betcha, cousin," she replied as she leaned over the table and kissed him on the cheek.
Betsy's red-eye flight for Chicago left at seven and I kissed her as she stepped into her cab at the curb.
He went over to my wife and kissed her tenderly.
"I already promised to love, honor and obey," my wife said as she kissed me.
She smiled up at Howie and kissed his cheek.
God, I don't know if I ever even kissed a girl before Julie!
She kissed and hugged her daughter until I thought I'd have to pull them apart, but finally left in Howie's car for Boston and her flight.
She turned abruptly and pulling my head with one hand, kissed me hard on the mouth while her other hand groped between my legs!
Betsy kissed me on the lips and whispered, "I don't want to stay alone either."
My wife leaned close and kissed me.
She turned and kissed me.
She kissed Jonny goodnight and crossed the bay to curl up with their father.
She leaned over the chair and kissed him, a long, slow kiss.
He kissed her long and light, enjoying the sensations of her body as she became aroused.
But his mother kissed him and gave him the beautiful book.
My eyes fill with tears now as I think how my mother pressed me close to her, speechless and trembling with delight, taking in every syllable that I spoke, while little Mildred seized my free hand and kissed it and danced, and my father expressed his pride and affection in a big silence.
Then he led me to the gate and kissed me tenderly on my forehead.
I was delighted to see my dear little friends and I hugged and kissed them.
Last night when I got in bed, she stole into my arms of her own accord and kissed me for the first time, and I thought my heart would burst, so full was it of joy.
She kissed them all, boys and girls, willing or unwilling.
She hugged and kissed me, and the quiet-looking divine who sat on the other side of her.
"Mon Dieu, mon Dieu!" she muttered, and lifting her dress with one hand she went up to her husband and kissed him on the forehead.
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.
Natasha, who sat opposite, was looking at Boris as girls of thirteen look at the boy they are in love with and have just kissed for the first time.
The band again struck up, the count and countess kissed, and the guests, leaving their seats, went up to "congratulate" the countess, and reached across the table to clink glasses with the count, with the children, and with one another.
"Don't you cry, Sonya, dear love, darling Sonya!" and she kissed her and laughed.
Natasha kissed her on the hair.
She kissed the young man on his forehead, wetting him with her tears.
"You've grown older, Tikhon," he said in passing to the old man, who kissed his hand.
Prince Andrew and his sister, hand in hand, kissed one another, and he told her she was still the same crybaby as ever.
Prince Andrew went up and kissed his father on the spot indicated to him.
She crossed herself, kissed the icon, and handed it to Andrew.
Andrew understood, crossed himself and kissed the icon.
As he said this he rose, went to his sister, and, stooping, kissed her forehead.
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.
Prince Vasili approached first, and she kissed the bold forehead that bent over her hand and answered his question by saying that, on the contrary, she remembered him quite well.
Anatole kissed the old man, and looked at him with curiosity and perfect composure, waiting for a display of the eccentricities his father had told him to expect.
In the evening, after supper, when all were about to retire, Anatole kissed Princess Mary's hand.
Turning from Princess Mary he went up and kissed Mademoiselle Bourienne's hand.
She went up to her and kissed her warmly.
After a brief description of the campaign and the two battles in which he had taken part, and his promotion, Nicholas said that he kissed his father's and mother's hands asking for their blessing, and that he kissed Vera, Natasha, and Petya.
But notwithstanding this, Boris embraced him in a quiet, friendly way and kissed him three times.
Everyone shouted, talked, and kissed him at the same time.
Denisov blushed too, but smiled and, taking Natasha's hand, kissed it.
He kissed her hand and addressed her not as thou but as you--Sonya.
She kissed Lise and was about to leave the room.
After a while he re-entered it as if to snuff the candles, and, seeing the prince was lying on the sofa, looked at him, noticed his perturbed face, shook his head, and going up to him silently kissed him on the shoulder and left the room without snuffing the candles or saying why he had entered.
Prince Andrew went round the sofa and kissed her forehead.
The old man too came up and kissed the waxen little hands that lay quietly crossed one on the other on her breast, and to him, too, her face seemed to say: "Ah, what have you done to me, and why?"
And Natasha kissed her brother and ran away.
Nicholas went up to her and kissed her hand.
And Nicholas again kissed her hand.
Nicholas went to her, kissed her hand, and sitting down silently at her table began to watch her hands arranging the cards.
She kissed his rough curly black head.
Then he drew his face down, kissed him, and taking him by the hand led him forward.
He finished and, getting up, embraced and kissed Pierre, who, with tears of joy in his eyes, looked round him, not knowing how to answer the congratulations and greetings from acquaintances that met him on all sides.
There were other guests and the countess talked little to him, and only as he kissed her hand on taking leave said unexpectedly and in a whisper, with a strangely unsmiling face: Come to dinner tomorrow... in the evening.
She leaned over to her brother and kissed him, slightly catching the curtain of the cot.
Pierre embraced him and lifting his spectacles kissed his friend on the cheek and looked at him closely.
I embraced him and kissed his hands, and he said, "Hast thou noticed that my face is different?"
Berg smiled meekly, kissed the count on the shoulder, and said that he was very grateful, but that it was impossible for him to arrange his new life without receiving thirty thousand in ready money.
Natasha was sixteen and it was the year 1809, the very year to which she had counted on her fingers with Boris after they had kissed four years ago.
Boris kissed Natasha's hand and said that he was astonished at the change in her.
And seizing her mother round the neck, she kissed her on the throat.
He patted the little girl with his white hand and kissed her.
He kissed the countess' hand and Natasha's, and sat down beside the sofa.
He took her hand and kissed it.
He came every day to the Rostovs', but did not behave to Natasha as an affianced lover: he did not use the familiar thou, but said you to her, and kissed only her hand.
She did not even cry when, on taking leave, he kissed her hand for the last time.
She jumped up and hugged and kissed him.
He slipped his arms under the cloak that covered her head, embraced her, pressed her to him, and kissed her on the lips that wore a mustache and had a smell of burnt cork.
Sonya kissed him full on the lips, and disengaging her little hands pressed them to his cheeks.
When they came in to tea, having taken off their outdoor things and tidied themselves up after their journey, Marya Dmitrievna kissed them all in due order.
Sonya, wait a bit, sit here, and Natasha embraced and kissed her.
He took her hand and kissed it.
A child knocks itself and runs at once to the arms of its mother or nurse to have the aching spot rubbed or kissed, and it feels better when this is done.
The doctors were of use to Natasha because they kissed and rubbed her bump, assuring her that it would soon pass if only the coachman went to the chemist's in the Arbat and got a powder and some pills in a pretty box for a ruble and seventy kopeks, and if she took those powders in boiled water at intervals of precisely two hours, neither more nor less.
He tried to smile but could not: his smile expressed suffering, and he silently kissed her hand and went out.
Princess Mary went up and kissed his hand.
Just as horses shy and snort and gather about a dead horse, so the inmates of the house and strangers crowded into the drawing room round the coffin--the Marshal, the village Elder, peasant women--and all with fixed and frightened eyes, crossing themselves, bowed and kissed the old prince's cold and stiffened hand.
Someone spoke her name in a soft and tender voice from the garden and kissed her head.
She softly approached Princess Mary, sighed, kissed her, and immediately began to cry.
Mademoiselle Bourienne at once began crying again and kissed that hand, speaking of the princess' sorrow and making herself a partner in it.
Taking his hand and drawing him downwards, Kutuzov offered his cheek to be kissed, and again Prince Andrew noticed tears in the old man's eyes.
At last he rose, kissed the icon as a child does with naively pouting lips, and again bowed till he touched the ground with his hand.
With tears in his eyes Dolokhov embraced Pierre and kissed him.
He came quickly up to Pierre and embraced and kissed him.
As soon as Prince Andrew opened his eyes, the doctor bent over, kissed him silently on the lips, and hurried away.
"I knew you'd give permission... so I'll tell them," and, having kissed her mother, Natasha got up and went to the door.
From the anteroom Berg ran with smooth though impatient steps into the drawing room, where he embraced the count, kissed the hands of Natasha and Sonya, and hastened to inquire after "Mamma's" health.
Berg hurriedly jumped up, kissed her hand, asked about her health, and, swaying his head from side to side to express sympathy, remained standing beside her.
Sonya embraced Natasha and kissed her.
Then the count embraced Mavra Kuzminichna and Vasilich, who were to remain in Moscow, and while they caught at his hand and kissed his shoulder he patted their backs lightly with some vaguely affectionate and comforting words.
Pierre took her outstretched hand and kissed it awkwardly as he walked along beside her while the coach still moved on.
Sobbing, she kissed and comforted Natasha.
Sonya went up to the countess and, kneeling down, kissed her hand.
She embraced Princess Mary and kissed her.
He kissed his sister, holding her hand in his as was their wont.
Prince Andrew kissed him and evidently did not know what to say to him.
And having kissed Denisov he ran out of the hut.
Dolokhov kissed him, laughed, turned his horse, and vanished into the darkness.
He hugged the first soldier who approached him, and kissed him, weeping.
"Yes," she said, looking at his altered face after he had kissed her hand, "so this is how we meet again.
At that moment of emotional tenderness young Nicholas' face, which resembled his father's, affected Pierre so much that when he had kissed the boy he got up quickly, took out his handkerchief, and went to the window.
Pierre kept saying as he kissed Princess Mary's hands.
Every time she gave him his medicine he sobbed and silently kissed her hand.
She took his hand and kissed it.
When they left the table and went as usual to thank the old countess, Countess Mary held out her hand and kissed her husband, and asked him why he was angry with her.
Pierre with the baby on his hand stooped, kissed them, and replied to their inquiries.
They kissed everyone, the tutors and governesses made their bows, and they went out.
She only took his hand and kissed it.
Turning, she put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
Leaning forward, she lifted his chin with her other hand and kissed his lips.
Alex leaned over and kissed Destiny's cheek.
He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her roughly against him and kissed her lips in a demanding way that roused more anger than anything else.