“Not to worry, beloved," he murmured against her lips as he drew her down to the ground. "For now at least, the sky is ours."~Michael”

“A companion," he whispered against her mouth. "A lover." He nibbled at her bottom lip, and his hand slid from her nape to cup the back of her head. "A beloved wife.”

“Placing his hand against her face, he drew his thumb across her lower lip before he leaned closely to her and whispered, "When you're nervous, your lip trembles."~Dyer”

“We have'nt had enough time to explore each other.," he murmured against her lips."We're going to do that soon.""But right now, I'm going to make you scream my name.""Cocky bast--"He cut her off with a kiss, took her mouth like he was on a mission.~Wyatt”

“He bent down to her; their mouths met again, and the shock of sensation was so strong, so overpowering, that she shut her eyes against it as if she could hide in the darkness. He murmured and gathered her against him.”

“He didn't answer. Instead he cupped her face in his hands and drew her towards him. Then he kissed her lightly on the lips. Oh god, she wanted his head between her legs and she wanted it now.”