Low Key Flirting Novels & Stories

I’ll show him, two can play that game. “I want you to look.” I said, with a low flirty voice. He snapped his gaze up to me, surprised by what I said. Haha, take that! I thought. Don’t say you will if you don’t plan to back it up, Gabe. I gave him a seductive glare and turned around with my back facing him. I unbuttoned my shorts and slowly started to shimmy them down my hips. I was careful not to bring my underwear down with them. I heard Gabriel suck in a quick breath. I smiled to myself. Good I’m getting to him. I turned my head to look back at him. I bit my lip and gave him a provocative smile. He was frozen in his spot. I don’t think he was even breathing. Once my shorts were on the grou

I immediately set my eyes on the one that looked like big money. He was looking at me through his lashes, drinking vodka as he did. I batted my eyes flirtatiously and strutted towards him, ignoring the stares of his other friends. As sensuously as I could, I place my hands on his shoulders and trap him between my knees. I could hear the whistles from behind me but I didn't care. I lower myself on his lap, smiling as I did. "Hey there." "Hey," He chuckled, tilting his head to the side. "You're quite bright, huh?"

She almost rolled her eyes. "Flirting? I'm not even making a move ... Not yet. If I'm going to flirt with someone, it won't be through words only. You know I still believe action speaks louder than words," Kyle whispered. "So, what do you call that if it's not flirting yet?” Annoyed, she turned to him again.

“ She was enjoying it. She increased her pace and started twerking on his diçk with with her semi big àss clapping loudly. His diçk was a weapon and it pumping inside of her and it felt like it was constantly growing and expanding. Füçk! She lowered her face to him taking his lips into her mouth and one of his hands went to get bøøbs squeezing and pressing it while they kissed and have sex. Nate turned her over in a doggy style, and started hitting his dîck on her pûssy, his ball clapping on her entrance and she keeps moaning loudly. “Are you enjoying it?” He asked and increased the pace in which he barg her “Fûck, I am enjoying it like màd, you’re the best, I love you” she moaned out and Na

I wrapped my arms around his neck and started speaking in a low voice “ do you want me to do what is currently going inside that playful mind of yours? Or do you want me to do what is going inside playful mind of mine?” Looks like I won the play as his cheeks suddenly turned red as he started coughing out of embarrassment. Giggling I pulled away she he started rubbing back of his neck in embarrassment “ i never knew you could flirt like that?” Smirking I replied “ I was just playing around a little“ “ haha very funny” he said in a sarcastic tone “ it Is actually” I am kind of liking his shy and irritated side epically because I am the reason behind those two “ now can I go to Grace?” I asked

Throbbing. He bucked into my hand. “Please…” “Not yet,” I whispered, low and teasing. I dropped to my knees slowly. Hitting the cold tiles with a soft sound. My skirt shoved up my thighs. I didn’t care. It didn’t matter now. My eyes stayed locked on his as I leaned in. My tongue reached his cock. I gave a slow lick. Just a lazy swirl. He shuddered. His hands tangled in my hair—not pulling, just holding on like he needed something solid.

“But you’re sitting with me.” “That’s the sad part.” “You like it,” I say, nudging him again. He doesn’t deny it. Instead, he turns his head, his face just barely inches from mine. “Why do you always flirt with me?” I tilt my head, considering. “Because you’re pretty. And easy to rattle. And... because it’s the only way I know how to talk about the fact that you make this hell feel less like a graveyard.” He stares at me. I stare back.

I didn't know either as it turned out but apparently, no one listened to any of my explanations and just went on to assume that I was probably his latest fling. I hated being associated with that word. I wasn't anyone's fling and I sure as hell didn't want to be Erik's fling if at all I ever decided to do flings at whichever point of my life. He wasn't my type of guy, he was way too rich for me and didn't really fit into my simple way of life, but as it turned out, I was still powerless to stop the wild gossip and complete jealousy that haunted my every move just from that one harmless evening.

As the rain resumed pouring out, their playful banter took on a new tone, one that was laced with subtle flirtation. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a hushed whisper. "You know, I wouldn't mind being stuck in the atmosphere with you. It would be the perfect excuse to explore every corner of your world." His fingers lightly brushed against her arm, sending shivers down her spine. She met his gaze, her eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. "Oh, really? And what exactly would you show me up there? I hope it's something worth the journey." A mischievous smile played on his lips as he leaned closer, their faces mere inches apart. "Well, I could start by showing you how to dance amon

Lemuel was enjoying watching her squirm but at the same time, he wanted to work on her inhibitions. “It’s called pussy darling, I’m sure you know that. And you shouldn’t be shy about sex or saying the word pussy. Your sexual biology is nothing to be ashamed about. It’s a gift you must choose to enjoy, so say the word Nara, did you like me playing with your pussy?” She nodded. “I liked when you played with my pu…pussy.” she said, finishing the last word in a quick whisper and he smiled at her. “Good.” he said. “Now, one more question. Have you ever touched yourself, I mean, making yourself come prior to me touching you between your legs as you say? No lies.”