Funny Flirt Lines Novels & Stories

"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?"

“Horrible.” “What?” I asked. “You sound like a customer service bot,” she said. “I’m answering the question,” I said. “Try this instead,” she said. “Say, ‘Depends… what’s in it for me?’” I stared at her. “I can’t say that.” “Why not?” she asked. “He’ll think I’m joking,” I said. “Good,” she said. “Joking is allowed. Joking is your cover. You tease, he teases back. That’s how you open space for flirting without feeling naked.”

The words, simple yet profound, echoed in the silence of the night. “I missed you too.” Her voice, a gentle whisper, filled the quiet space between them. She leaned in, her gaze meeting his. “You and your annoyance.” she added, her eyes conveying a depth of emotion that words couldn’t express. Chaos smirked, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Are you flirting with me?” he teased, mimicking her earlier playful banter. The playful exchange, filled with lighthearted banter and subtle flirtation, created a sense of intimacy and connection.

“Interesting! Don’t imagine so much. I know you can’t forget what you saw, but I’m not interested in kissing you right now. Maybe later.” I wrenched my hand free of his hold. The wish to slap him to bring him to his senses was immense. “Are you always such an egomaniac? I’m never kissing you.” He laughed and blocked my escape route. “I’m more cocky, baby.” I rolled my eyes. “Does this line always help you grab a fling?” He laughed and leaned down to my level. “I don’t need to use lines to get a woman to bed. I have other tools.”

“That definitely means you saw something miss Sloane, you're stuttering and blinking “he pressed on. I shook my head, stepping a foot away from him. “I didn't see anything, and…. and..I ain't stuttering”I lied . “Well if you insist then it's your choice, though I had it all fun with the thought of your ass bumping in my dick, you've got a nice ass, you know that right?” He was flirting with me with his words and I love the way it made me feel below. “I know…and not everyone has a great dick to fuck as yours!” He raised his brows before grinning.

"And you, my love, are the coolest niece on the planet. Now, tell me—does this lipstick say ‘fierce,’ or should I go with ‘don’t mess with me’?" Fliss grinned, eyeing the bold red lipstick I had on. "I think it says ‘I'm fierce so don’t mess with me.’" I winked at her. "That’s exactly what I was going for." Just then, the doorbell rang, and Felicity groaned, "Uh oh, the fun police is here!"

I asked him and he chuckled. "Of course I do." He said proudly. "But you will still drown because they are very deep," I said in a sensual voice. And he suddenly moved dangerously close to my face making my heart stop beating and I held my breath back. "Who wants to escape? I want to get lost in your eyes. Forever." My heart skipped a beat at his cheesy words. And I pretended to be throwing up. “Mr. Flirteous King, would you stop picking such cheesy words before me? I feel like throwing up.” I snapped at him but he was laughing like a shameless person.

“That’s it, slut. Get it nice and wet.” I pulled off and dribbled a line of spit down his shaft. “Now stroke me while you slap it against your tongue.” Fuck, that was hot.

Kandy asked "I have time to myself " Malik replied "With a friend?" Kandy asked "My friends are right over there at the bar" Malik replied "You know what I'm talking about" "Who else is my friend?" Malik asked. "Because my friends don't flirt with me when they know I'm in a relationship" "I'm not flirting with you" Kandy replied. "I'm just being friendly with you" "Sure you are" Malik said in a sarcastic tone "Come on! Let me prove it to you.Just a friendly hang out section,no flirting or funny business"

“Messy is my middle name, Flora. And besides, it’ll be fun to bring down such an egotistical man.” And just like that, a pact was formed between them, sealed with laughter and the clink of champagne glasses. As they toasted to their newfound partnership, Flora couldn’t stop the thrill coursing through her. Beneath her slightly calm exterior, there was something else stirring. It was a flame of attraction fueled by the remembrance of the kiss they’d shared only a few minutes ago. As they continued to talk, their conversation took on a flirtatious edge.