Blushing Furiously Novels & Stories

He doesn’t, he goes in a slow and circular motion that makes my mind go crazy. My face burned, my skin flushed red. Fuck!

his cheeks were becoming red, he was already blushing, and now after listening her, he was feeling ashamed and angry at the same time. " So what if you didn't see me inside, don't you have a shame, how could you enter in somebody's washroom, huh " he said coldly, however it was only to hide his blushing face by showing off anger. " What, did I have a dream that you are inside, don't you have manners to lock the door after coming in, huh " she complained.

He doesn't bother to comb his long hair, always messy, falling at his forehead, which makes his face so cute. "You're staring at me," he smiles teasingly. "I'm not!" I quickly look away, feeling a bit shy. "Since when you're shy, Samlin Greenham?" he lifts himself up by pressuring on his elbow, gazing down at me. "You're literary blushing. You know what happens when you blush? Your cheeks turn red, like spilling color. Just like this," he puts a finger on my left cheek. "I know, shut up!" I giggle, swating his arm.

I wasn't sure Declan used that exact term but it had colour crawling up my cheeks. “Did he really…” I had to stop before I began I giggling mess. I couldn't remember the last time I was so excited over going out with someone. Or going out with someone even. “Awwnnn, look at you…. Already blushing…” Francesca teased and I had to look away. “I'm not…” I tried to deny yet it felt like I was blushing even harder. “Deny it all you want but we are going to sweep that man off his feet!”

“That was quite the show.” She jerked, yanking the black fur up to her chest in a frantic scramble, limbs tangling as she tried to cover herself. Her face burned so violently she thought her skin might split open. Shame roared through her like a fresh wave of heat, hotter than the orgasms, hotter than the room—this was the kind of burning that came from being seen. “D–Don’t look at me!” she choked, pulling the fur tighter, curling her knees inward, turning her face away.

He stood like someone who's enchanted and pin not to ever move. I felt so shy and couldn't look him in the eyes so I quickly threw my face down and my heart wouldn't stop beating rapidly. I can feel his eyes still fixed on me and that's making the situation worse. My face might turn into smoke due to how flushed I am. My cheeks are already hurting already, I have blushed so hard that I can even feel the effect of my blushing hurting my cheeks. Fortunately and finally, my husband seems to be released from the trance he was drawn into as he said; “I… I'm sorry…I…"

She said gently. "W–what… what do you mean by… what are you talking about?" I stuttered, tucking a few strands of my ear that dangled in front of my face to the back of my ear. "I have noticed you blushing for a while now. What is the problem?" She forced out through gritted teeth. "W-what… blushing? Who's blushing… I wasn't blushing… you were blushing." I cackled nervously and started fiddling with different things that I got the chance to touch.

After a while, I was able to put myself in control. "I'm not hurt Urano. It's called a blush. It happens when a lady is shy and she gives that smile. The cheeks puff up and go all red". I explained with a smile. "You look beautiful when you smile". He complimented and I covered my face in shyness. "Did I embarass you?" He asked, getting up from the floor where he was still kneeling. "You're always worried about every single thing!" I exclaimed. "When it comes to you, I can't take chances". He said and sat beside me on the bed.

I gasped, whisper–shouting. My cheeks flushed with a heat, a warm, buzzing sensation spreading across my face and down my neck. It was so intense I was sure everyone around could feel it. My heart throbbed, pounding against my chest as if it was trying to break free. That was such an unexpected, bold move and it had sent a bolt of lightning zapping through me.

Lexy's Point Of View The absurdity of it… Roman passing notes to anyone, Roman needing help with anything, only made it worse. The words had exploded out of me, my face instantly bursting into a furious, bright crimson blush that I knew he could see even in the dim library light. "Shorty? Shorty?! You absolute asshole!"