Flirty Smiles Novels & Stories

I don't know how or when we really did get close enough to the point that he just barges in and yells my name loudly, but it’s fine for me, I guess. "Me too, the usual please, and her number of course." Dax winked, offering me a flirty smile that I promptly rolled my eyes at. And I don't know how or when we really did we got close enough to the point that Dax just flirts at me so casually.

Elena looked up at him with a flirty smile, her cheeks flushed and her full breasts bouncing with every push. “Inside me, Mike. Fill up this cheating pussy with your hot cum. I want to feel you dripping out of me all day while I think about how much better you are than him. Come on, handsome, give it to your naughty married girl.” Mike grinned and picked up speed, his strong hands holding her hips tight. “You’re such a flirty tease, Elena.

“So that’s it? You just ended it like that?” He gave a small shrug. “She got what she wanted. I got what I wanted. Simple transaction.” I couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re unbelievable. You always flirt your way into getting what you want, huh?” His lips quirked, eyes glinting with amusement. “Flirt?” “Yes, flirt,” I teased, crossing my arms. “You were all smiles with Dana when you wanted that property. Admit it.” Instead of denying it, he tilted his head, gaze settling on me in that unreadable, almost dangerous way. “I don’t remember smiling at her the way I do at you.”

“Not just talking. You were smiling.” I paused for half a second. Damn Marcus and his semi functioning memory. Tariq dropped his fork like it was breaking news. “Smiling? Like actually smiling? Not the polite one or the fake public one, but the real kind?” “I smile all the time,” I muttered. “False,” Rafeal said. “You smirk, you glower, you look vaguely constipated sometimes, but smiling? That’s rare, my guy.” Tariq barked a laugh. “So who was she?”

“Of course. Keep it.” “Thanks.” “Leo?” “Yes?” “How do you flirt?” “Flirt?” “Yeah, to let a guy know you like him, and stuff.” “Well, guys can be pretty stupid when it comes to that. You almost have to hit them over the head with a stick.” “But, how do you do it?” “Oh, different ways. Smiling at them, touching them, looking into their eyes. Complementing them. Just being honest works best. Like, ‘Hey, I like you, want to go out?’”

“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.

Relax. I fixed my cleavage before I entered the place so it'll catch his attention and I'm sure it will. Boobs and men have the same minds. They go hard when they see one another. I walked towards the table with a flirty smile on my face as he moved his head up to me and smiled back. "Hi babe." he flashed his heavenly gorgeous smile at me. The fuck, he just called me babe! He stands and hugs me that making freeze. He smells so fucking good! I don't wanna let go of his arms. The paps were there obviously, it was my perfect time to flirt.

I was making an attempt at making a joke after we’ve been working all morning. He stopped what he was doing and look down at me. He had a full blown smile “Oh really, flex your arm or take your shirt off, I need to see your sleeper build” Ohh he was flirting, this wasn’t what I planned. “Uhhhh, I don’t…. I” I was stuttering??? “Just hand me the nails Hazel” he got me where any man would want a woman - speechless. His looks and his smile and the flirting had that effect on me.

He opened his mouth in protest and when his words came out, he sounded just like a whiny baby. “C’mon, Pearce, you have to leave me with something.” “If you want to be nice, just be nice all the way.” He gave me this smile he reserved for when he was flirting with girls. The kind of smile that made it almost impossible to not fall for him instantly. “Now, you know that no one likes a nice guy, Pearce.” I was dumbstruck for a moment. My heart rate increased a great deal and I noticed there was a little spike in the EKG machine. My eyes involuntarily moved to his lips and I gulped. My palms got sweaty.

“You were jealous.” “I was not!” He flashed me a knowing smile. “You were.” I huffed, crossing my arms. “I just thought you were being rude.” “Mm,” he murmured, leaning forward on his elbows again. “But if I’d flirted back, you’d be even angrier.” My cheeks flamed. “Whatever, you're unbelievable, ugh.” “You're smiling,” he said, that infuriating grin deepening. “I am not smiling.” He pointed a finger lazily. “You’re doing it right now.”