Flirty Quotes Novels & Stories

"Yes. I've been hit many times." Her expression fell. She shook her head. "I'm going to kill those idiots in the Valley. Hit on is a term used when someone flirts with you. Tries to get in your pants. Take you to bed. Play doctor. Hide the salami. Get your freak on. Bump uglies." She raised her brows. I shook my head. "No. No one has ever flirted with me before." I tipped my head to the side. "At least not that I know of. Only my men have ever said they wanted to bed me. The others just took what they wanted from me."

“Oh come on, Ortega, you love me for who I am.” I faked a shook face after I exaggeratingly gasped. “If you’re not going to propose to me after flirting with me like this, I don’t want this at all anymore.” We both ended up laughing at our own silliness. ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢

" She says truthfully as she doesn't know what to tell no one asks her about herself. He looked at her innocent face and chuckled how lucky he was to have this gem. "OK so I'll tell you about yourself. You are a fabulous great beautiful soulful magnificent innocent pure kind hot sexy lady. My lady" he said in flirting tone She blushed hearing him smiling and looked at her lap. The thought after hearing my lady from his mouth provoked a cherished feeling in her. He always admires her no matter what. "Why are you always flirting?" "Because if we both got shy, life would be boring"?

Maria… We discussed how we used to be in school days and all... I then started to compliment her looks and told her how beautiful she looked. To which she said, “You are still the same...flirty!” I replied, “I never flirted with you during school time, so I am doing it today." Then she started complimenting my looks and we exchanged photos on w******p… Some from her London Times and I also sent her some pictures of my gym sessions, trekking, hiking tours and all… Slowly the ‘Cupid effect’ started working on both of us.

He eyed the gorgeous ladies one by one to memorize their beautiful faces. ‘They’re new customers in here, I need to entertain and satisfy them to their liking.’ He thought to himself as he was planning to follow their requests whatever it is. “That’s exactly me..!” Florr waved her slender hand and answered flirtatiously giving the manager her most alluring smile. Florr’s five friends were left dumbfounded by her response. They never imagined that Florrabelle Valdez, the notorious in the field of law and the most serious among of them could act naturally flirtatious.

“Just that you two couldn't tone down the smiles.” I tilted my head. “Seriously?” He shrugged. “What? I’m just saying. From what I saw, you two couldn’t stop looking at each other as well.” He waved his hand dismissively. “And that little goodbye? That was flirting.” “She did the same to you,” I pointed out. “Nah. Nah.” He shook his head slowly. “I know what I saw.” He paused, like he was choosing his words carefully. “It’s either that… or she’s just…cute”

He ran a finger along her screen and added, gazing at her, “And some of em are just… beautiful.” Her heart thumped. Was he flirting with her? She was so bad at these things. She realized how close they were sitting as she showed him the pictures on her phone. She proposed, “Let’s trade. For every picture I show you, you show me one of yours.” He playfully bumped her, “Hey, mine aren’t as pretty.” She snickered, “I’m counting on it.” ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

She smiled but didn't say anything. "I love that you're flirty. I know that you're a really good judge of character, otherwise something terrible would have probably happened to you with how freely sexual you are. So, the fact that you're flirty with people is really hot to me. And I love that you're so sexual with people. I've been tentatively cautious about it in the past, but after seeing it in person last night, I've gotten past that. I realized that... you aren't being flirty for your own ends. You aren't letting some guys grab your tits and like... spank your ass or whatever because you like it. That's like... a bonus for you. You let that happen because you love the feeling you get wh

“Run into a strange woman on the sidewalk and want to make her smile? Flatter her with flirty, sexy talk. Want to charm an old grandma? Flirt with her too. Want to intimidate someone or make them uncomfortable? Bring up sex. Need to distract someone from a serious issue? Throw out more sex talk. It is literally the only reaction you have in your arsenal of comebacks, isn’t it?” “Well, strangling you sounds pretty appealing to me at the moment,” I muttered, beyond disgusted that my plan wasn’t working, “if you need me to branch out on my proclivities.” “No,” she murmured softly and shook her head sympathetically, as if she felt sorry for me. “You’re not going to hurt me. You’re not going to h

His fingers play with the hem of my shorts, teasing the skin where my shorts brush my thigh. I swat at his chest. “Perv!” Then I think back to his use of 'ravishing' and give him a huge grin. "And think that was considered flirting in the fifties. Now guys think it's charming to tell girls they have a nice rack or-" I look him over with a mock frown, "A nice ass." I squeal when he playfully pinches my butt cheek under my short. “Hey. I think I flirt just fine. I've never gotten any complaints before." He tells me with a goofy grin.