sidebar w datesValentines Day is next week and what better way to celebrate then chatting about all of our favorite fictional swoony moments? Fic Fare and Swoony Boys Podcast are hosting an awesome blog hop just for the occasion! Each stop has a different topic and there will be a hop-wide giveaway that will include a bonus entry to enter a quote at the end of each week. Each stop will have hidden words to make a well-known swoony quote. We also have our own giveaway! So now I’ll get down to the nitty-gritty.


BEST FICTIONAL KISS

The kiss I chose to feature for Best Fictional Kiss is in Hopeless by Colleen Hoover. Dean Holder. Swoon. He would be #1 in the running for MY Best Book Boyfriend however that is not my subject today!

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In Hopeless, we meet an incredibly damaged girl, Sky, with an interesting past. Needless to say she’s kissed a lot of guys as a means of escape. And she feels Nothing. Nothing. Absolutely Nothing. She’s never felt butterflies, she’s never been swept off her feet. Enter Dean Holder. After sharing with Holder that she’s always only felt numbness when kissing a guy, he decides he is going to give her a proper first kiss. But he wants to make sure that when he does… She FEELS it.

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Pretty Swoony for not having even kissed her yet right? Right. At this point I would be asking him to be my valentine for sure!

Kissing is so much better though. Observe: 

(Excerpt taken from Losing Hope (Hopeless 2)

“They’re so perfect,” I say. “Like hearts. I could literally stare at your lips for days and never get bored.”

She opens her eyes and smiles. “No. Don’t do that. If all you do is stare, then I’ll be the bored one.”

Damn that smile.  It’s painful having to watch that mouth smile and frown and pout and laugh and speak when all I want to watch it do is kiss me.

But then she licks her lips and everything I thought I just knew about pain actually starts to feel good compared to the way my heart is gouged out of my chest with that small tease.  Jesus Christ, this girl.

I groan and press my forehead to hers.  Having her mouth this close to mine sucks the self-control right out of me.  I drop myself on top of her and it’s as if a rush of warm air swarms the room and encircles us.  We both feel everything simultaneously and we moan together, move together and breathe together.

Then we completely give in together.  All four of our hands are frantically pulling off my shirt as if two hands can’t do it fast enough.  I just need a tiny sample of what her kiss will feel like.  A little preview, that’s all.  I allow my lips to brush against hers and we both suck in a breath.

She feels it.  She actually fucking feels this right now and I think I’m drowning in satisfaction. I don’t want to speed things up and I definitely don’t want to slow things down. I just want to keep things exactly as they are right now because it’s perfect.

I bring my hand to the side of her head and keep my forehead pressed against hers, my lips resting against hers.  I love the feel of our mouths sliding together, so I pull back and lick my lips to create smoother traction.  I straighten my legs out, taking some of my weight off of my knees, not expecting the small shift to do what it does to her.  She arches her back and whispers, “Oh, God.” I feel like I should answer her, because it sure as hell seems like she’s referring to me right now with the way she throws her arms around my neck and tucks her head against me.  Her arms are trembling and her legs are clenching my waist and I realize that not only is she feeling this right now, she’s doing everything in her power to fight it.

“Holder,” she whispers, clenching onto my back.  I’m not sure if she’s wanting me to answer her or not, but I forgot how to speak so it doesn’t matter.  I can barely even remember how to breathe right now.

“Holder.”

She says my name with more urgency this time so I kiss the side of her head and slow my movements against her. She hasn’t asked me to stop or slow down yet but I’m pretty sure that’s what she’s about to do.  I do whatever I can to intercept her plea.

“Sky, if you’re asking me to stop, I will. But I’m hoping you’re not, because I really don’t want to stop, so please.” I lift up and look down at her, still barely moving against her.  She still hasn’t asked me to stop yet and honestly, I’m afraid to.  I’m afraid if I stop, then whatever she’s feeling right now will disappear. That scares me because I know that with me, I’ll be feeling her for days after this.  I love knowing that what I’m doing to her right now is having enough of an effect that she feels she needs me to stop before she passes an unexpected first tonight.

I reach to her cheek and stroke it with the back of my hand, wanting…no, needing for her to pass this first tonight. “We won’t go any further than this, I promise,” I say to her. “But please don’t ask me to stop where we already are. I need to watch you and I need to hear you because the fact that I know you’re actually feeling this right now is so fucking amazing. You feel incredible and this feels incredible and please. Just…please.”

I drop my mouth to hers and kiss her softly, immediately pulling back before that amazing connection turns into more than just a peck.  Her lips felt so incredible just now; I have to lift off of her completely in order to regain my bearings.  Otherwise, I won’t be able to hold myself at bay for another second. I look down at her and she’s looking back up at me, searching my eyes for an answer to a question she can only answer for herself. I wait patiently for her to decide where we go from here.

Her head begins to shake back and forth and she places her hands on my chest.

“Don’t. Whatever you do, don’t stop.”

I remain still for a few seconds, repeating what she just said in my head several times until I’m absolutely certain she just told me not to stop.  I slip my hand behind her neck and pull her forehead to mine. “Thank you,”

I lean in close to her and smile reassuringly.  “When I said you weren’t getting kissed tonight, I meant it. But dammit, Sky. I had no idea how fucking difficult you would make it.” I slip my hand behind her neck and lean in to kiss her cheek.  When she gasps, it takes everything I have to release my hold and climb off the bed.  I watch her as I walk toward the window and pull my phone from my pocket.  I send her a quick text, then wink at her, right before I climb outside.  I pull the window shut and back a few steps away.

If that scene doesn’t top YOUR list for Best First Kiss… That MUST mean that you are in need of reading the book! Lucky for you we are giving away an e-book copy (Kindle or Nook) of Hopeless AND Losing Hope!

But that’s not all! You will also have the chance to enter a tour-wide giveaway which features a $20 amazon gift card plus a bracelet featuring some of our favorite swoony books and some fun Valentine’s swag! You may have noticed some BOLD and pink words throughout our post… well those words will get you extra entries into the tour wide giveaway when you enter them into the rafflecopter at the end of the hop! 

Click on the picture of Hopeless below to be entered into our “Hopeless in Love” giveaway:

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Click on the 14 Days of Fictional Swoon picture below to enter the Tour Wide giveaway:

14 Days 0f finalI hope you enjoyed my favorite fictional first kiss and that you will keep following along with our Swoony Blog Hop! I leave you with one final Dean Holder quote!

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