Novel & Cerita Flirty Quotes

“We do, don’t we? Still, can’t a girl get out of her comfort zone by asking one of the most brilliant guys in her grade?” Oh, she’s good. She’s calling me brilliant. Ego flattering always works when flirting. I couldn’t help my smile. “So, you think I’m brilliant.” She nodded. “Plus, we’d look great in the pictures.” She ran her fingers down my arm as she looked up at me through her lashes. Damn, she’s a good flirt.

I retorted, walking ahead. "You are so beautiful, you made me forget my pick-up line." Colton flirted, jogging after me. "You are so ugly, you made me look in the other direction." I responded haughtily. "You shouldn't wear make-up, it's messing with perfection." "You should try it, you seem in great need of it." "Don't lie, you know you want to taste these lips." He pointed to his pink lips. "Don't dream, I'd rather taste Nutella in ketchup."

But then I had to ruin it… “And I want to fuck you so badly that my dick is actually aching,” I added. She burst out laughing and shook her head. “I forgot you were a super slutty flirt.” “You forgot? Maybe I need to remind you more often,” I suggested, grinning at her wickedly.

"I thought that was what you did with all the ladies. You know, flirting being akin to breathing for you." "I am a flirt. I don't deny that. But I don't make women dinner, or breakfast. I smile. We fuck. I leave." "Ooh, now that sounds fun. So once we fuck," she repeated crudely, "you'll leave." "No. I'm not going anywhere, baby. It's not the same with you." "And why would I believe that?"

"Maybe we can enjoy something sweet." I wasn't even sure I said it right. My inner little girl cringed at the vulgar innuendo and the fact I wasn't sure how to flirt. How to even say something so outlandish. The corner of his mouth lifted, and his eyes danced a different shade. "Did I say that right?" I whispered softly. His smile widened. "You said that perfectly," he whispered, pressing his mouth against the corner of my own, teasing me. "Let's get

"I think you're gorgeous as hell." The words caught me off guard, and heat immediately rushed to my cheeks. Damn you, babe. "Flirting will get you very far with me, Burkhart," I said, trying to hide my smile. He chuckled. "And you wanna know what I think about you?" "What?" I slowly looked him over, letting my eyes linger on him. "I think you look manly as fuck." I licked my lips, the heat in my eyes intensifying. "And I'm so fucking attracted to that shit."

“Sloppy? I barely have time to pick something. I’m thinking cute but… you know, not over the top.” “Cute? Girl, cute won’t cut it. He’s all over you. You need hot, flirty, dangerous!” Layla clapped her hands, bouncing slightly on the couch, excitement sparkling in her eyes. I laughed, shaking my head. “Flirty and dangerous? You’re ridiculous.” “Ridiculous? Yes. But right. You’re going to make him lose his damn mind. Mark my words.” She leaned back, grabbing the remote, her grin wide and unstoppable.

She did not like the feeling she was getting from his hand over hers and at the same time, she did not want it to end. "These things you do. You seem to flirt a lot" She blinked and faced the road. "I do?" he said as if he was contemplating what she had said. "Yes you do and quite a lot these days" "Am I not supposed to?" If she was being honest she did not know the right answer to the question. These days she was confused about even her own feelings. She knew that having them flirt can make them develop feelings for each other. She was not sure about him but she knew for sure it would make it easier for her to develop romantic feelings for him.

My lips opened as if he had control over them. I looked at him with anticipation as he continued to rub my lips. "What is your answer, baby?" he asked again, making my heart beat like a monster. "You're still a flirt, huh?" I said with a smirk. "Only for you, baby," he winked at me, making me laugh a bit. I found it cute! It's just a wink! Wink! Wink! I licked my lower lip and also winked at him, making him flutter and look away.

* I watched the telltale bubbles telling me she was typing back. *Hey handsome, good how was yours?* she answered back. Score! I was thrilled that she found me attractive and loved when she answered back with flirty messages. *Good. All though I'm having a hard time sleeping. I'm glad you are awake too, that way I can message you.* *Oh yeah? Me too. I've been having a hard time falling asleep. What's keeping you awake? Nightmares?* *Nah, actually it's a daydream. That daydream is you beautiful,* I typed, flirting shamelessly now. *I can't get you out of my head and I keep thinking back to that little rendezvous we had.*