Cuddle Pick Up Line Novels & Stories

He buries his face in my hair, smelling it like a true pervert. Though we’re still within the boundaries because he keeps his arms below my breasts, what we’re doing now is purely cuddling. Hmm, I wish I’m with Christian. I’ve been dreaming what he feels like it’s unbelievable how I managed to last this long without jumping on him. “Hello there, I’d like to subscribe morning cuddles with a side of inappropriate touching please,” he says as if he’s dropping an order at Mc Donald’s, “Can you put a rush on that order because I’m really in a hurry.”

Marcus lays on the other side of Nathan and pulls me with him so I can have cuddles too. Foursomes are the best thing ever invented! Leave requests if you have any ideas for a one shot :)

" I am sorry, once again." "It's fine." I replied. "Can I have your number to check up on you?" He asked, and I smiled inwardly. Such a poor pick up line. Many of these guys didn't know how to deliver smooth lines. I smiled politely, " I'm fine, thanks for trying to check up on me." I replied, and walked away quietly.

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ JAMES POV As per her instruction once she left my office I read the note that she gave me Dear Mr. Ceo It hurt to see your gorgeous face everyday but who am I to complain? Smile but not to often because the female population might not survive😉 It makes me laugh out loud. I did not remember when is the last time I laugh this loud and so carefree. She thinks I am gorgeous? She is the gorgeous one. If this is a pick up line I am 100% sure it is effective because I am ready to follow her wherever she goes. One sided love sucks! What I mean one sided crush sucks!

he asks cheekily, and I laugh. "Are you kidding?" I ask in disbelief. "The school bad boy using such pick-up lines." He smiles and chuckles. "At least I got you to smile." His words got my heart racing in its rib cage. "Are you Google? Because you've got everything I'm looking for." I burst out laughing. "Oh my God," I say between laughter. "Cheesy pick-up lines don't match your reputation." He shrugs. "I do it only for you," he says with a wink. Such a flirt.

a voice said, breaking through the background. Candy Cheeks? What kind of pick up line was that? I turned to face my newest 'suitor'. Sure, he had good hair. He was traditionally attractive, dressed well in a gray suit. He wasn't ugly. The way he smiled though? I instinctively wanted to punch him in the face. I resisted, for the combination of not wanting to be arrested and needing an asshole like him. "Mind if I buy you a drink for your time?" He sat on the stool next to mine.

I murmured this as I hugged Arthur from behind. My hands were encircling his waist. "What are you talking about, pumpkin?" "You're terrifying me!" Arthur exclaimed as he yanked my hands away from his waist and turned to face me. "Why would you freak out? besides that, this is on my bucket list. It's referred to as persuading your partner to cuddle with you." As I made my way towards the sitting area, I spoke seductively while popping my cheeks. "Seriously! You want us to cuddle together like a couple, right?" He inquired, his brows arched and his lips curled into a mischievous smile.

Because I can tell that I am close to finishing this. The exposé. I hurried myself to put on clothes. Just the usual corporate uniform that I always wear inside the company. … The elevator opens. Hunter and I went inside. “You should join a cooking competition,” he burped. I fixed his necktie. “What for? It’s not my thing anyway.” Hunter smiled. “Who knows. Besides, your cooking skills is exemplary. Taste like heaven. Just like you.” My cheeks heated. Here he goes again with his cliché pick up lines that always gets me. “Oh, please. It’s just Fried rice and hotdog,” I said. It was the only dish that won’t cost much time to cook since we’re almost late.

Only one was available, the same one she had rested from earlier. Kent suddenly got up and offered, “You can take mine, Zia.” “Oh, no. That’s not necessary,” Clint quickly said. He put his arm around Zia and declared, “We like to cuddle. One is enough for us. Isn’t that right, Sweet Lips?” “Um.” Zia smiled brightly. She put her arm around Clint’s lean waist and said, “Yes, that’s right. I love cuddling with my Cuddle Muffin.” “Ah, my Sweet Lips,” Clint said with a smirk.

I clinked my glass against his and took a long sip, the alcohol burning its way down my throat. “So,” he said, leaning closer. “Whoever he is, he must be a fool to make a woman like you unhappy.” I arched an eyebrow. “Is that your attempt at a pick-up line?” “Did it work?” he asked, grinning. I couldn’t help but smile. “Maybe.”