Funny Flirt Lines Novels & Stories

His fingers spread my lips, his tongue flicking my clit in fast, merciless strokes. I sucked the coordinator's fat cock harder, hollowing my cheeks and letting my throat relax to take him even deeper. His hips buck, his moans filling the room. "Fuck, I'm gonna come," he warns. I pulled away, a string of saliva connecting my lips to his tip. "Not yet," I echoed Gerald's words, grinning. I turned around, positioning myself on all fours, presenting my wet cunt and ass to both of them. Gerald's hand slapped my ass cheek.

The former seemed almost playful around him now, and the latter's ridiculous reactions to the size of his dick were odd, hilarious, and arousing all at the same time. Still, he felt like he'd already crossed a few lines with his beloved. She thought it was all hilarious, and he knew that she had different definitions about what was acceptable and what was unacceptable. He sighed. Her version of flirting was way different than other people's. He picked up his phone again and looked down. Another text message popped up, and then several more. He looked down and saw pictures.

Well I guess he could, but that was besides the point. "I thought I already told you what I wanted my dear." He replied, his smile still hovering over his lovely mouth as he spoke and the more I looked at it, the more I started admiring his perfect pink lips and sexy dimples. Damnit! "Well sir, I should tell you that you don't really make friends by commanding them to take rides with you in your ridiculously expensive vehicles when obviously they don't want to or shutting them up when they tell you that they still have other things they need to do." I huffed and looked away from his beautiful face, it was too mesmerizing for my whole 'I don't want to be in here with you' tantrum I had going

she grabbed his arm and started dragging him with her. "And when you don't feel hungry?" He stated, following her. Tilting her head, she sent him a glare. "Don't give me these looks because most of the time you're either giggling, smiling and jumping in happiness and the rest of the time you feel hungry and the remaining left over time, you believe in flirting with me and teasing me," Flora's feet halted at his last sentence. Twirling around, she narrowed her eyes at him. "And it's like you don't like it when I flirt and tease you, Mr Marzel?" She spat, crossing her arms against her chest. Rolling his eyes at her, he walked past her while uttering.

She bit her lower lip and moaned silently as if she was in pain. Fuck. These fucking sluts always flirt with me by using the cheapest shot, but they always manage to turn me on. Apparently, my loser brother is good at nothing, but he always has a way of finding the top whores and escorts in both worlds. "I must have fucked you before somewhere. It's a sin to forget your tits." Dirty talk in a tender voice. Girls dig that. The blonde rolled her eyes and leaned against Lycidas, who was turning white and red at the same time.

Frowning I scooted to sit up on the side of the bed and exhaled deeply. “Maybe we could reenact the shower situation again so I can gaze longer at your amazing body,” I offered boldly and heard his sharp intake of air as my cheeks reddened over my brazenness. “I don't think you understand how good your skin smells and tastes,” I squeaked out nervously as my eyes traveled down his frame. My eyes widened when he started to chuckle uproariously. “My Goddess, your words are like that of a seasoned flirt…such a tempting minx,” he said light-heartedly.

Confusion slipped through my features as I pushed the hair flopping into my eyes back. His eyes mirrored the moonlight as they snapped to mine before anger slowly raged in them. He removed his fingers from his throat. “Trying to puke out every butterfly that fluttered in my stomach write now” A teasing smile curved my lips as I stared down at him. “Did you just insinuate that I make you feel butterflies?” Flynn’s lips parted, his soft facial features knitting together in disbelief. “You wish!” A flood of pink rushed to his cheeks as he got to his feet and kicked some sand at me.

“And I like trouble.” Her cheeks flushed. She wrapped the robe tighter. “Is that the best you can do? You should have better pick up lines.” “That’s new.” She's fiesty, and I liked it. I cleared my throat and continued. “Usually I hear ‘handsome,’ ‘charming,’ Luca.” She turned on her heel to leave. I sidestepped, blocking her again. “Careful,” I said, leaning on the word, “people might think Adrian threw you out because you flirted with him. He's quite popular among the ladies, so it's a pretty long line.”

“I know you are going to give it to me cause you want to see me again.” She moves closer to me once again and runs her fingers down my chest, “What makes you think that.” “The smile on your face while you were sucking me.” She gasps as if in horror, “Did you watch me.” I confidently answer, not even afraid to admit. “There is nothing sexier than your tight lips wrapped around my cock.” “Is that one of your lines.” “It's the image of you that is going to be stuck in my head tonight.” “You make asking for my number sound like a porno.”

“You’re cute when you glare.” “Do you flirt with everyone like this?” “Only the pretty ones.” I roll my eyes, but for once, it’s not because I’m annoyed. “You realize that line is ancient, right?” “Yeah, but it worked, didn’t it?” I narrow my eyes. “It absolutely did not.” He grins. “You’re smiling.” I cover my mouth immediately. “No, I’m not.” “Liar,” he says softly, nudging my shoulder with his. “But don’t worry. I won’t tell the ‘paparazzi’ you enjoy my company.”