Mature Flirting Novels & Stories

Matteo grits out. “None of what I was doing was flirting. It’s not my damn fault I am caring,” I shot out. Matteo closes the distance separating us, and his hands collar against my neck, anger pulsating through him. I know that I should be frightened at how dangerous this might look, but fuck heavens if I didn’t find this attractive. “I don’t think you should be talking to men when you are mine. Ever.” He grits, more like a warning. “Or what?” I push at all of his buttons.

As we passed each other, we both grinned, knowing that neither of us were interested in this next game, but we both were interested in each other. We were flirting like high school kids. About mid-game, Lucas pointed out and told me I had chalk on my ass. "Where I can't see it." "It's right there." "I still can't see it. Could you wipe it off for me?" Without hesitation, he brushed my ass off, lightly slapping it two or three times. We made eyed contact and just smiled at each other waiting for someone to make the next move. "From the looks of that smile, you enjoyed that, Lucas."

(18+ Mature Content) (Adrian’s P.O.V.) Letting my lips brush the shell of her ear, I lean close. My hand traces her side slowly, sending shivers through her. “You want to take charge, baby?” I whisper, voice low, teasing, a smirk tugging at my lips. My gaze locks on hers, daring her to answer as every inch of my body presses just a little closer. “Mmm…” she breathes softly, her tone dripping with desire as her arms curl around me.

Unseen by my parents, she held up her middle finger along with her tongue. Upset, eh? I swear, I just turned on the vibrating device for fun. Besides, Rena said she needs a release once in a while. Why don't you just use the contents of my drawer? Okay, I promised her I wouldn't use anything weird, but she agreed to test it out. "The room upstairs is empty, Ke. Want some?" Papa's words when hugging Mama from behind made me roll my eyes. Habit. They really don't know the place when it comes to flirting in any place even if it's just leaving a mark on the neck or reciprocating the suction of the tongue.

he says, still laughing, "That's what you wanted, right? No flirting, just friends." I don't know if he's using advanced manipulation techniques on me, but whatever he's doing works to light a fire under my ass.

he replied. I gasped. "Are you trying to flirt with me?" I asked, folding my arms across my chest. "It depends." he replied. "Pardon!" I exclaimed, making air quotes. "It depends on what?" I asked. "What is your definition for flirting?" he asked, standing up and moving closer to me. "I'm leaving, Mr Okorie." I said, raising my voice higher than usual, he mimicked my words and then chuckled. What was actually wrong with this guy?

“Okay, fine, I’m not sure I could do bad breath. The mustache could maybe be overlooked.” “You’re such a liar. Go on. How should a woman flirt with you? Make you want her?” Jubilee realized she sounded breathless as she asked the question, and she stared down at her notepad so Heath wouldn’t see her expression. “I like when a woman teases. I also like when she touches me—nothing overt, but in small ways. And cleavage helps, too, although I prefer nice legs and long hair.” Jubilee wanted to ask if he hated short hair—considering she’d just cut hers into a bob—but she bit her lip. “And what should she talk about?”

I said without letting go of his gaze. His jaw tightened at what I said and he took a deep breath. He already looks angry. I think I will be get fired for answering him. That is not possible. I'm about to graduate. I don't know where I'd go if the madam will fire me. "The hell I care with his name. The point is ... you're flirting." He said in a relatively calm voice but his gaze was still fixed on me. Is that flirting? To my knowledge, that's not what flirting does.

I closed my eyes, before I began working my hands and mouth on it, licking it like it was a lollipop, and he grunted, his body reacting to what I was doing as he began thrusting on the bed. I suddenly felt his hand grab the both sides of my ass, before I felt his tongue slipping into my hot pussy. He licked me down there whole, and I heard the sound of him licking his mouth. He kept doing it, licking and sucking me hard, and I was moaning like crazy as I felt everything he was doing to me raw. I just realized how fun mating in a matured way could be, because all I felt was pleasure.

He had been all set to drop off the package and get away for lunch. But now he felt as though the situation had changed in some way. He had not expected to see a woman this beautiful, that was certain. And there was something else about it. There was something in the way that she was speaking to him, looking at him. He had known girls his own age, the way that they were around a guy who they were attracted to, the clumsy and obvious way that they flirted. He felt that there was some hint of flirtation from this woman, but it was different, less clumsy, and more subtle.