How To Make A Person Blush Novels & Stories

After a while, I was able to put myself in control. "I'm not hurt Urano. It's called a blush. It happens when a lady is shy and she gives that smile. The cheeks puff up and go all red". I explained with a smile. "You look beautiful when you smile". He complimented and I covered my face in shyness. "Did I embarass you?" He asked, getting up from the floor where he was still kneeling. "You're always worried about every single thing!" I exclaimed. "When it comes to you, I can't take chances". He said and sat beside me on the bed.

He seemed more confident tonight than he has been any other time that he has been around me. “I would love a cocktail”, I said, smiling at him. “What type of cocktail, Scarlett? How about sex on the beach?” Caleb said with a slight chuckle in his voice. I don’t blush. I’m not the sort to go red-faced easily but Caleb talking about sex on the beach made me blush. I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks. I’m glad that I put on my full coverage foundation tonight; hopefully, it will disguise my blushing cheeks. “Am I making you blush?” Caleb said, bringing his face closer to mine.

“Did he notice you squirming?” “I… don’t think so.” “Liar.” There’s a smile in his voice. “You always blush when you lie. I can hear it.” My finger falters on my cock. “How do you,” “Keep circling, pet. Faster now. But still no gripping.” I obey, breath hitching. “I didn’t blush.” “You did. I bet your cheeks are pink right now. Bet your nipples are tight little points. Pinch one. Hard.”

I ignored my subconscious's voice by covering my ear and closing my eyes. "Amber, how are you doing?" I opened my eyes to see Mr. Rayon's voice. "Yes, everything is perfect." I answered him with a fake smile. "Why is your face turning so red like a tomato? Do you have an allergy to the makeup product?" His voice reflects concern for me. "Red?" I examined my reflection in the mirror. Oh god, why am I blushing like a stupid teenager? I must restrain my lustful thoughts. "Mr. Rayon, maybe I turn red because of the heat?" I can't find any other better lie to tell him.

I stated. Then, with a furious, open-handed smack, I clapped her face. She cried out and fell to the carpeted ground. Before she could even scramble back up, I grabbed a handful of her red dress and pulled her up again, then clapped her again—harder this time. The sudden, raw violence made my nose bleed slightly from the effort, a small, hot stain spreading on my collar. I didn't want to hear her speak again. I grabbed her arm, dragged her across the office, and hauled her out the door.

I laughed nervously, playing with the ends of my sleeve. “You aren’t boring, not to me,” he stated in a serious manner and I blushed. “You are blushing aren’t you?” How the hell did he know? “No,” I lied, suppressing my smile. “Liar!” He exclaimed and I giggled. “You look cute when you blush,” His voice sounded husky and I felt waves of pleasure shooting through my body. Is it possible to be turned on by just a voice? “Umm...I don’t know..I’m not cute.” I was biting my lips, enjoying this feeling.

It's typical Caramel behavior to not look at someone, yes, but he's not blushing or smiling about it and that makes me worry "Okay" Before he can try to move away, I give him a quick peck on the cheeks. He reddens immediately "W-What was that for?" I beam at him as I say "Just to see you blush." He looks absolutely Pumpkin like now. Yeah, nailed it. I laugh as I stand, my hand out "Shall we? Momma's starved"

His velvet voice massages my soul and my pussy demands this man’s attention. “ How do I do that?” I ask as I try to calm my heated cheeks. He tilts his head to the side and stares at my lips for a minute before he looks at my face altogether. “ I never took you to be the type that blushes, or you only do it after watching men pleasure themselves.”

I nodded and continued again, “ but it's also fun.” “ Hmm, especially if you have such a hot co dancer ” I blushed. I could literally feel my cheeks turning red and warm and of course it didn't go unnoticed by her. I picked up my sandwich and took a bite to swallow my nervousness and hide my blushing face. “ You're blushing ” “ Who's blushing and why ?”

The bubbles of giddiness rise in my chest once again at the fact that I made him blush but I push them back down for the sake of both of our feelings. I don't think I have ever made a boy blush as much as the kid sitting next to me. It was a sight that could fuel any woman's ego. "I'm sure I have," he awkwardly mumbles. He rubs his hands together to warm them up. "No, you haven't." I turn the heat up more for his sake. "I like it."