Flirty Sassy Flirty Quotes Novels & Stories

“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.”

My firecracker. “Are you sure you are not going to add more ploys to get me to do things for you? Oh, maybe I can have a sock for a massage. O…o…o or maybe I can get a hair tie for a kiss.” Sarcasm dripping from her words but they honestly sound like great suggestions to me.

I found myself asking in a rushed tone, because him acting that way has me overwhelmed in ways I cannot explain. And what did the man do? He simply chuckled, still staring at me with those sultry, hypnotizing eyes that if he asks me to do something for him at that moment, I will do it without a second thought. Then, as if determined to make my poor heart combust, he said. “I have always been flirty, I just kept it down a notch because you might not be able to handle it, and many other things as well--”

She glanced back over her shoulder, lips glossy and parted, tongue flicking out to wet them slowly. “Come fuck me, handsome,” she purred, voice husky, dripping invitation. Her hips swayed once—deliberate, teasing—making her ass jiggle just enough to draw my eyes to the slick shine already glistening between her thighs. Sasha pulled off me with a wet pop, lips swollen and shining, a thin string of saliva connecting her mouth to the flushed head of my cock for one obscene second before it broke. She smiled up at me—slow, wicked, eyes glittering with mischief.

"Yes i knew you more then you do." "Hmm!" "Hey Hope, Ryan is not in a good mood now this is the time to make him happy by being Sunshine." Hope yelled inside "Hey Ryan, you look hot." "Huh?" He jaw drops "Don't sound like a old man, Be a Flirty boy like you always flirt with me." "What do you think only you can pass the teasing comment, I can also flirt with you." "You can flirt like me, just tell me how will you flirt." "Oh hello do you think am dumb or something?" She pause for a minute.

He says, his voice is low and it sends tingles down my spine. How did we go from talking about sensitive issues, about love and relationship, to flirting with each other. " You wanna skip the movies and go have sex?" I wink at him and bite my bottom lip. Making sure I sound super seductive and flirty. " Shit." Asa mutters, his blue eyes watch me with so much lust in them.

she said, turning her attention outside the car’s window. “It’s not simple if it means someone is harassing you, Ara. I’m just busy, but you can call or send me messages like you used to do.” “That's why I don’t want to bother you. You're too busy with your girlfriends,” she muttered absentmindedly. “Girlfriends? What? I don't even have one.” “Oh, then, flings,” she said sarcastically. “Wait, Ara. Where did you get that idea?” “Aside from Miss Ruth, you have that Girlie. If Miss Ruth is not your girlfriend and you have a one-night stand with that Girlie. Isn't it called 'fling' when you're not in a relationship but something strange is happening between you two?”

Courtney has proven time and time again that she only saw me for my fame and the money. “I just couldn’t stay away, Ashy Love. You were so sexy out there, running yourself into the end zone like the fabulous quarterback that you are!” She flips some of her hair behind her as though she’s practiced it a hundred times for this one moment. Is she trying to flirt with me right now? Seriously? “What do you want, Courtney? I thought I told you I was done with your bullshit.”

The caption read: “Hot ??” I smiled to myself and completing the statement under my breath: “Hot… sauce.” Curiosity got the better of me. I scrolled down to the comments. Of course, they were filled with girls. One wrote: “Tasted this sauce… would wanna taste your hotness next” Another: “You are hotter anyway” A third: “Can I be your hot sauce, baby?” I kept reading, my jealousy rising with every thirsty comment. My chest felt tight. I knew it was silly — he was with menow — but seeing so many girls openly flirting with him still stung. I rolled my eyes and tossed my phone aside.

“You really are good at imagining things, nerdy. Before you say that I’m going to fall in love with someone like you, just try having someone to like you first, hahaha!” “Just wait for it, you asshole. You’ll surely regret doing this to me.” “You never really fail to make me so happy, hahaha!” “Good-Bye!!!” “Bye, babe!!” “Babe your ass!!!” I slammed the door as I went outside. Just wait, you demonic pervert. I will surely have someone who will love me genuinely. And when that time finally comes, I will go out from this damn agreement and help you see what true love really means!