Blushing And Kicking My Feet Novels & Stories

I blushed realising I was lying naked on the bed with him. "I can't believe you still blush with my touch despite making love with me so many times." I didn't say anything and covered myself with a bed sheet. He chuckled and kissed my cheek. Accidentally his feet touch with mine as a result a hissed escape from my lips. He looked at me with concern. "What happened?" he asked anxiously. "Nothing... Just a little swelling in my legs" I mumbled showing him. "You're saying it little" He gasped and touched my feet. I tightened my lips, trying not to moan at his touch. He smirked seeing his effect on me.

And sexy. I obeyed his instruction, feeling the heat creeping to my cheeks. God, I am blushing. I am literally blushing. I am fucking blushing again. I wish I can control the appearance of that redness on my face. "Be careful not to step on my shoes" He said looking down at our legs. I copied his action then we looked up simultaneously, making eye contact. My heart skipped a bit, and all mean words in my head flew out the window.

“People might think you’re flirting.” She shrugged. “People assume things all the time.” “Would they be wrong?” She took a sip of her drink, eyes never leaving mine. “Why don’t you tell me?” I felt it then… a dizzy rush I hadn’t felt in years. She laughed suddenly, quick and bright. “You’re blushing.” “I’m not.” I absolutely was. “You are.” She kicked my foot again. “That’s cute.” Cute. God help me. “You know,” I said, now finding my bravery to cross the line, “you walked down the stairs tonight and I forgot how to breathe.”

Knock! Knock! Knock! Just as we were about to cross the line, someone knocked on the door. I flinched, and Dad let go. I had been teased so much that my legs had turned to jelly. I could not remain upright. I sank down as soon as Dad let go. I felt the scorching thing brush against my inner thigh, and I slumped against him. Dad hurriedly covered me with a blanket and put on his pants before opening the door.

“Let me go. I’ll do it myself.” Maya raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying my submission. She stepped forward, lifting her foot with exaggerated grace. “Good. Now, hurry up. Everyone’s watching.” The woman with the phone giggled, switching the live stream to focus on Maya’s polished shoe. As I leaned forward, anger boiled in my veins, and an idea struck me like lightning. Just as my lips were about to touch her shoe, I yanked my head back, stood up, and kicked her foot with all the strength I had.

I just wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole. I planted my palms on the floor and forced myself up. My legs felt shaky, but the feeling was slowly returning in a series of sharp, uncomfortable tingles. I stood there for a second, aggressively rubbing my kneecaps. I channelled every bit of my frustration into my hands, trying to massage the embarrassment away.

My foot caught it. I stumbled. “Ah!” I tripped, falling hard on my knees. Pain shot up my legs, and I winced, trying to steady myself. A blush rose on my face, burning hot. Embarrassment flooded me. I kept my head down, not wanting to look up at him. I felt so small, so foolish. But then I saw it — a faint dirt stain on his trouser leg. My heart sank. That must have been from when I kicked him earlier.

My feet kick forward, and I hit someone. I fucking failed! I promised to protect her! Screaming, I go to kick again and feel a hard knock on my head. Grunting, I slow slightly. A second hit to my stomach has me falling to my knees. I feel someone kick me down. Groaning, I feel feet pressing against my back, holding me down. I hear the mumble of voices, growling. I fight to get up and feel their feet release me. As I go to move, I get kicked in the side, groaning. I roll over. I feel a foot press against my chest, stopping me from getting up.

I scream again as my whole body trembles to the pain in my neck. "Hold still ,"she instructs me but I don't pay attention to any of her words . "It hurts !"I whimper holding my neck while I try to balance myself but I end up stumbling backwards . "Bloom ,"Megan whispers trying to hold me . "Ouch !"I hiss as I accidentally step on a broken grass . The pain in my neck and the piercing sensation under my foot overwhelm me as I cry out loudly . "I can't take it,"I gasp looking at the floor as it blurs right in front of me .

I knew I was blushing, I could feel the heat in my cheeks. “Well, I don’t mean to interrupt, but I feel like a bit of a third wheel here.” Kai and I both started laughing at Aurora’s admission. I don’t know what came over me. I’m a shy person— except for in my dreams, of course—and just with that thought I started blushing even harder.