“I'd like to bite that lip.”

“You bite your lip, and I want to take that lip into my mouth and suck on it like popsicle. I want to lick your lips and bite them and kiss you until you're fucking lost and gasping and puddled on the floor.” Well...shit. I want that.”

“I'd like to bite that lip," he whispers darkly.I gasp, completely unaware that I am chewing my bottom lip and my mouth pops open. That has to be the sexiest thing anybody has ever said to me. My heartbeat spikes, and I think I'm panting. Jeez, I'm a quivering, mess, and he hasn't even touched me.”

“~i love it when he kisses me; I bite his lip to drink his blood like it is a fruity drink.”

“I kiss her. I kiss her and kiss her. I try not to bite her lip. She tastes like vodkahoney.”

“Your lips are like sugarAnd your cheeks an appleYour breasts are paradiseAnd your body a lily.O, to kiss the sugarTo bite the appleTo reveal paradiseAnd open the lily.”