It's that time again! We created a HOT meme, and if you're new to the game, here's how to join in the fun:
From the book you’re currently reading, or one you just finished, tell us what made you SWOON. What got your heart pounding, your skin tingling, and your stomach fluttering.
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His Touch... Is all about how that special someone makes you Swoon when all rational thought and reason leave your mind at the sensation, that one clear moment, when their touch invades your soul.
We hope you enjoy the snippets below, and don't forget to play along by leaving YOUR favorite moments of the week in the comments!
RACHEL: Still Swooning over Heather Self's THE ONE ;) This book is a hottie explosion with lots of goodness to swoon over, but this moment just happened to also have me doing a fist pump/giggle, too!
Smiling coyly, I stepped up to him and ran my hands up his hard chest, feeling the muscles contract at my touch. I stood up on tiptoes to whisper in his ear, causing our bodies to be pressed tightly together from thigh to chest. Running my nose up his neck, I breathed in his scent and suppressed the urge to run my lips and tongue over his as well.
His low, responsive groan caused my hands to shake as I fought temptation. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea, but I was determined to finish things on my terms. I ran my fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, and he tilted into my caress. I slid my hands back down to his chest for balance, and brought my lips to just below his earlobe.
"I think a little fun..." My lips caressed him when I spoke, and I absorbed the shudder that ran through his body "...is the last thing you will ever get from me."
A lock of her sun-bleached hair fell over her eyes, and I reached over and smoothed it out of her face, not wanting to stop looking into her glittering eyes. I let my hand drift down to her cheek, and my fingers didn't want to leave her skin. As my hand fell away, I caught the scent of peaches, and I couldn't stop myself from leaning in and inhaling deeper. God, I loved peaches. The sticky juice, the tart taste, the firm texture against my tongue...
KELLY: Swooning over Divergent by Veronica Roth:
We kiss again, and this time, it feels familiar. I know exactly how we fit together, his arm around my waist, my hands on his chest, the pressure of his lips on mine. We have each other memorized.
JESSICA: Swooning over FROM ASHES by Molly McAdams:
My heart started racing as he slowly lowered his body to mine. Heat zinged through my entire body when his chest pressed against me, his lips still hovering less than an inch from my own. Our eyes searched each other, and his green eyes darkened as he leaned closer to brush his lips across my forehead and both cheeks. Pulling back slightly, he waited, giving me the opportunity to stop him. I ran a hand through his messy black hair and curled it around the back of his neck, giving the slightest pressure so he'd know I wanted this too. A soft smile broke across his face and he leaned toward me again.
NEREYDA: Repeat: Swooning over Magnolia by Kristi Cook:
I thump his chest one more time in frustration, and then somehow my lips are on his - hungry and demanding and punishing all at once. I hear him gasp in surprise. His mouth is hot, feverish even, as he kisses me back. The ground seems to tilt beneath my feet. I stagger back toward the door, dragging him with me without breaking the kiss. Ryder's tongue slips beneath my lips, skimming over my teeth before plunging inside. And...
Oh. My. God. No one's ever kissed me like this. No one.
HEATHER: Swooning over The Deep End of the Sea by Heather Lyons:
My lips brush ever so slightly against his. It's lovely, just absolutely the most lovely sensation, because tingles flare up and down my body and my head swims and I burn and float and all that happened was the delicate slide of skin against skin.
TRISH: Swooning over Unravel by Read Calia
There's a two-second pause as he looks me in the eye. A pause that makes my stomach twist and my blood roar through my veins. His mouth opens, but nothing comes out. He looks like he's battling his feelings, but I watch as he loses. His eyes lock with mine and then he kisses me hard on the mouth.
Instantly, I come alive. And that's what a good kiss should do. It should speak to you the minute your lips connect.
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