Novel & Cerita Characters With Red Lipstick

After returning home, I sat on the bed and contemplated how to handle this matter. I was just about to contact someone when Lindsey slowly slid open the bathroom door. She emerged wearing a revealing red lingerie set, with lace covering her most sensitive areas, leaving just enough to the imagination. The stockings she wore lightly hugged her thighs, accentuating her figure. I stared, momentarily stunned by the sight. She approached me slowly and pushed me down onto the bed. For a moment, I couldn't help but think, 'She really knows how to play her cards; it's been a while since she put on a show like this.'

"Allena! The sorcerer's apprentice is here. What are you still doing?" Marcus was all ready for our next adventure. He walked to stand next to me and waited impatiently, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I coated my eyelashes with mascara, popped on some nude lipstick, and set my face with a setting spray. "What's the point in applying such a color?" He smirked, examining my peachy nude lipstick. "You obviously know nothing about the 2019 lipstick trends."

Cercei's POV “Are you wearing lipstick??” inquired Claire, her voice hemming on a shrill exclamation. Feeling a twinge of embarrassment, I remained silent, pondering the trifle of the question. After all, it seemed commonplace for everyone to wear lipstick, including Claire herself, albeit in a striking shade of red. Each day, she paraded around with an air of elegance reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe. “Yes,” I curtly replied, prompting an idiotic grin to spread across her face.

I silently went to sit in front of the vanity, knowing that there were far worse things that the men of the Cosa Nostra forced their women into instead of just revealing dresses. Glenna had pretty good makeup skills. She did my eyes first, making them appear like a cat. It kind of made my eye color pop. When she grabbed the lip color, I stopped her. I was more of a natural makeup kind of girl and red lipstick never really appealed to me, "I don't wear such bold colors..." Glenna rolled her eyes heavenwards, "This will make him kiss the floor that you walk on. Trust me. Red lipstick is a girl's secret weapon."

as she threw them on the floor. When Red was fully undressed, Maris also undressed herself. She went to Chelsea's makeup kit and took the red lipstick. She applied it on her lips and stared at herself in the mirror. "You have to do this, Maris... If you don't, your family's lives will be in danger..." she said to herself as a tear rolled down her cheek.

I coax. She takes the lipstick from my hand and pops off the cap. I watch from inches away as she glides the end along her top and then bottom lip. It's dark red and sexy as hell. She presses her lips together and rubs them against each other in a practiced move I'm sure she's done a million times. Why this fascinates me so much is beyond me. Fuck, she's impossible to resist and I stop fighting it.

She deliberately picked up a bright red lipstick and applied it, barely covering up that small patch of dark purple lip color. Looking at the lips with consistent color in the mirror, Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief. Leandro entered from the balcony and his gaze fell on her lips. He smiled meaningfully and said, "Just applying lipstick?" Charlotte: "..." Could you actually tell? Didn't most men just judge women's makeup based on the color of their lipstick? Charlotte lightly bit her lip and said, "Just, mention the complexion, don't want to wear full makeup." Leandro didn't expose her either: "Where did you arrange to meet with Ms. Farrell? Shall I take you there?"

I then reached for the next artillery in my arsenal of vengeance; a classic red lipstick. In one of his extremely rare weak moments, Nicholas had once divulged to me that the reason he got turned on by a woman in red lipstick was because his mum whom he adored had always worn one. I never figured out if it was true or it was just the fact that his dick would rise for anything in red lipstick, but one thing I knew, red lipstick sealed the deal for Nicholas. I overlined my lips with a red lip liner to make them look even more pouty than they were before adding coat after coat of red lipstick till every inch of my lips was caked in it.

Long dark lashes framed deep brown eyes, and a tiny beauty mark, so small one would have to be as close as I was to see it, dotted the area above her lush lips. My eyes dipped to her mouth. The heat from my gut spread to my stomach. She wore the same lipstick from the exhibition. Bold, red, and seductive, like a siren’s call amidst a sea of tranquil calm. I wanted to rub my thumb across her bottom lip and smear her perfect lipstick until she was nothing more than a beautiful mess. To peel back the composed mask and see the ugliness underneath. Eliana may be wrapped in a pretty package, but a Rivera was a Rivera. They were all cut from the same mold.

She unzipped his trousers and glanced up at him, her lips curving into a smile that made his knees weak. Reaching back to the counter, she grabbed the lipstick he had given her, twisting it open and applying it slowly, painting her lips a bold, seductive red. “Somewhere,” she murmured with a playful grin before lowering her head and placing a soft kiss on the tip of him, her touch sending shivers through his entire body.