Flirty Riddles Novels & Stories

I laughed again, “If I don't like you. How could I want to be kissed by you? You are so flirtatious!” "Girlish? Why do you say I'm a flirt? It's obvious you asked me to do it indirectly. You even tried to peek at me showering in the bathroom earlier. And you're also trying to make me change clothes in front of you. Isn't it obvious that the flirt here is you? You flirty brat!”

Just a few simple sentences and he was right there with me. I moved over, set my wine on the nearby side table. I slapped my hands together, rubbed. "Let's get cracking, hero. I want to cuddle and watch a sappy movie." He laughed as he added his snifter of dark amber liquid to the side table. "Then let's get cracking." ** "You're telling me you've actually worn this?" Ryker let the slinky fabric slide through his fingertips. "Out in public?" I laughed, tossed another shirt into the DONATE pile. "Yeah. You once asked me how my flirt game was so strong. I'm a Grade A-1 flirter. But I never let it get far enough to be anything other than flirting."

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.

I said boldly. He raised a brow again, and his eyes sparkled mischievously. "You’re flirting with me?" he asked, flashing a set of pearly white teeth. "That's a first," he added, and I blinked, stunned. "What? Don't tell me no one has ever flirted with you before!" I said, completely in disbelief. His laughter ignited the fire within me. My center grew even wetter by the minute. I squeezed my thighs together to stop my traitorous body from reacting so much to him.

"Hit me with your best shot." Liam’s chest puffed out proudly. "What has hands but can’t clap?" It was one of the riddles they had learned from Mrs Langford. He was proud he knew the answer, and waited to see Edward fumble at it. Most adults did not know riddles, he thought. Edward pretended to think, tapping his chin. "Hmm. A fish with mittens?" Robyn erupted into giggles. "Nooo! Silly! It’s a clock!" "A clock!" He repeated, smacking his forehead dramatically. "Of course! How could I forget?"

"See? There it is. Thump-thump-thump. Like a little rabbit caught in a snare." "Let go," I hissed, yanking my hand back, but the contact only heightened the tension, my skin tingling where he'd touched. Sarcasm was my lifeline now, the only way to fight back without crumbling. "Wow, Nolan, poetic. Comparing me to a rabbit? Is that your best line? No wonder you have to resort to breaking into rooms—you clearly suck at actual flirting."

[Juliette’s POV] Ralph muttered huskily, “How do you keep them straight and relaxed at the same time?” I stared at his mouth, unable to form a reply. Somehow, I felt a sexual innuendo in his words, and it turned me on. “Juliette,” he called out under his breath. I inched closer. “Hmm?” “You didn’t hear my question.” Those fine lips spread into a smug grin. I blinked and backed away as though scalded. “Shake your elbows. It helps,” I replied, proving him wrong.

Then why am I fucking pissed that she danced with someone else? Her heart is thumping as she stares into my eyes. I’m ready, ready for her to tell me she doesn’t think the same, and this was why it was a mistake… “We did…” she replies softly. “So… you really aren’t making things clear. Did I look a little pretty tonight?” Is she flirting with me? I cock a brow. “Maybe.” She rolls her eyes. “Do you like to talk in riddles?” she asks, her breathless voice only making me crazier for her.

Rosh Shouted. "Rosh shut your mouth. My babe is tired, do you want me to massage your feet?" Spoke shaggy. Yes, flirting is in his blood. No, we are just friends. But yes, we do flirt. "Yeah, massage her neck too" spoke Rosh. I laughed. "Can I go to sleep now?" "No, what about our game?" Complaint shaggy. "I am hanging upppppp….." I said and hang up. I again drifted into the sleep....

“Then what must I do to win a beautiful woman like you?” My cheeks flared instantly, burning like I’d been hit with the summer sun. I licked my lips, the heat spreading through my face, and gave him a coy smile. “Okay, since you’re good-looking,” I said, trying to sound flirty but probably just sounding tipsy, “I’ll make it easy for you. But know this—I never make it easy for anyone. It’s just for you, okay?” The guy chuckled, “Sure. I’m lucky, then.”