“It is good to give him a sign that you are willing. You can do this by staring at his lips for a short while and then in his eyes again.”— Abie Giles, slism.com
“The tongue is so suggestive of sex, and you can use it in many different ways to get your guy horny. Licking your lips, the rim of your glass, your fingers… any one of these will have him horny as hell.”— Zenobia Bel, ethiogrio.com
“His lips part. If he likes what he sees, his lips will automatically part for a moment when your eyes first lock.”— Tracy Cox, wdish.com
“He’ll stroke his face. It’s part of the ‘preening’ instinct. He wants you to look at him; he might finger his jawline, stroke his cheek or touch his lips – he’s directing your attention to his features.”— Mahima Barrow, topyaps.com
“He ‘scans’ your face. When you’re talking to him, he’ll be staring at your eyes, your hair, earrings, etc. If his eyes linger on your lips, that guy wants to kiss you (unless you have a stain or something).”— Mahima Barrow, topyaps.com
“He licks his lips or brushes his fingers against them an incessant amount. It’s a sign he’s thinking about kissing you.”— Holly Riordan, thoughtcatalog.com
“Try running your hands through your hair (once, don't overdo it or you'll look crazy), tracing your finger along your collarbone (again, don't overdo it) or licking your lips (AGAIN, once!).”— Jessica Booth, gurl.com
“I wear a gloss that contains cinnamon oil. It makes my lips look plump and feel super pillowy.”— Molly Triffin, cosmopolitan.com
“If I took away, piece by piece by piece all that you held dear and replaced it with nothing and the pitter patter of I am sorry typewriting themselves out of my lips and into your ears, would you fall apart?”— Tyler Knott Gregson, thoughtcatalog.com
“What would your lips do if my lips stopped diving through the most terrifying emptiness that is the feet or inches or miles between each other just to land upon yours?”— Tyler Knott Gregson, Tyler, thoughtcatalog.com
“Her lips are covered in the ink of so many murmured promises and wishes, placed there from a hundred people who kissed her and fell out of her life as quickly as the sun does each night.”— Mia Ingallina, thoughtcatalog.com