Flirty Lines Novels & Stories

Taking a gander around the room, I noticed that nobody was really paying me any attention. I typed back swiftly. "I did." "Then why…" he answered in mere seconds. I fidgeted in my seat as I recalled his touch. I wasn't sure how we were supposed to be now, but before I even knew what I was thinking, my fingers typed back a flirty message. "I liked it too much…" My face went hot again. It was thrilling in a way that this felt like a secret romance. He sent me back a funny GIF of a Jim Carey fanning himself off and sweating profusely. I stifled my giggle and started to put my phone away.

“Messy is my middle name, Flora. And besides, it’ll be fun to bring down such an egotistical man.” And just like that, a pact was formed between them, sealed with laughter and the clink of champagne glasses. As they toasted to their newfound partnership, Flora couldn’t stop the thrill coursing through her. Beneath her slightly calm exterior, there was something else stirring. It was a flame of attraction fueled by the remembrance of the kiss they’d shared only a few minutes ago. As they continued to talk, their conversation took on a flirtatious edge.

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.

she said. “Oh I haven't even started flirting with you yet” I replied. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she playfully swatted my chest. "Watch it, Enid I might just steal your heart." I grinned, pulling her closer until our bodies were pressed together, our hearts beating as one. "And who is to tell you don't already have it within your grasp” I teased. “Oh my gosh, where did you get all this cheesy lines from? '' she asked, surprised by my boldness.

Infant, there were always rumors of how he'd go into fits of rage for the silliest of reasons and then go on a firing rampage where he'd fire whoever was unfortunate enough to be in his way during these raging outbreaks of his. And that's why the people who knew him well enough, stayed clear of him and made sure to keep conversations with him as minimal as possible. The ladies however, were still dumb enough to keep doting on him regardless of knowing about his cruelty and now that he was even there, sitting around in the same room with us, the said ladies had gone and had a field day of showing off their gorgeous bodies and curly blonde hair to him with hopes that, one of them would catch h

“Grew with you.” His eyes widened before he turned away quickly, muttering, “Yeah, you’re totally flirty.” I bit back my laugh. The last thing I wanted was to give the rich crowd around us a free show. “Are you saying flirty is a bad thing… or a good thing?” I asked, leaning closer. “It’s not bad exactly. Not good either,” he said, pointing his spoon at me. “So what is it, Eli?” I chuckled. He smirked. “Depends on the mood.”

I slapped my palm over my face in frustration He was a big ass flirt and words rolled out of his tongue almost too easily, he didn't have to think twice before there was another line at the tip of his tongue

The door slams shut hard enough to make me jump. I flinch. Then grin. “God, you’re tense,” I mutter, slurring just enough to sound careless. “What’s wrong? Did someone make eye contact in Brooklyn?” His jaw doesn’t move. Not yet. I roll my head against the headrest and hum. “Bet you’re still crawling with germs. I should’ve gotten you a wet wipe for your soul.” Still nothing. So I twist the knife. “You know,” I say, syrupy-sweet, “most guys send flowers after finger-fucking someone into a blackout. You? You vanish like I’m a mistake you don’t want on record. Then show up like I’m something you forgot to put down.”

'I'm trying to get some sleep so just leave me alone,' I typed back furiously and hit send. 'So early?' he replied immediately as if he was expecting me to respond to his messages even before I did. 'Fine, you should get some sleep since that's what you want but I'll have you know that you're always on mind and really robbing me of sleep right now,' he sent in another message minutes after his last text which I ignored. How could he even try to be flirty with me in the situation we were presently in? He was even dropping cheesy lines now but yet, he would confidently declare that he was not in love with me later on.

"Say 'I'm a stupid slut.'" "I'm a stupid slut, sir." A minor ad lib, but it worked for me. "Say, 'Taylor and I are your fantasy sluts.'" "Taylor and I are your fantasy slut, sir." "You can fuck me any time, anywhere you want." She was staring so hard at my cock that she struggled to piece the words together. "You can fuck me any time you want. Anywhere, sir." She kept repeating after me, spouting lines so depraved I was barely comprehending them until I heard them parroted back to me.