But he did not bend to meet my lips.

She raised her face and met his lips again.

Her hair met his lips as she swayed back against him.

A hand lifted her head, a cup of cold water met her lips.

Instead, she turned her head toward him and met his lips with her own.

She reached and pulled his head down to meet her lips.

Her face came up to his, and he could not resist meeting her lips.

She turned her face up to his and met his lips.

He turned his face and met her lips, not caring who saw.

And when he met her lips with his again, emotions poured like wine.