Pick Up Lines For Flirting Novels & Stories

I gasped in false hurt “No, my lady. I would never, the only thing crazy about you is how you drive me “ he winked flirtatiously “That’s a horrible pickup line “ I informed him. “Maybe -but believe me, I’ve got a whole lot better, they’d bring you to your knees“ he boasted. “bring it on” I laughed. We were having lunch together at the school cafeteria. “There’s something on your face, “ he said and wiped the corner of my mouth with a paper towel and for some reason, a blush crept up my cheek “ thank you” I muttered biting my lip “You look cute when you blush” he whispered and it made my blush go even deeper.

I clinked my glass against his and took a long sip, the alcohol burning its way down my throat. “So,” he said, leaning closer. “Whoever he is, he must be a fool to make a woman like you unhappy.” I arched an eyebrow. “Is that your attempt at a pick-up line?” “Did it work?” he asked, grinning. I couldn’t help but smile. “Maybe.”

If I can win the hearts of so many girls, I can make her fall for me as well. Well, after some time, she mentioned that she was craving something sweet; I personally went to the kitchen, requested the chef, and came back with her favorite dessert. Her eyes lit up. "You actually got this for me?" I shrugged, playing it cool. "You say the word, and I make things happen." She giggled. "That sounds suspiciously like a pick-up line." "Take it however you want, sweetheart," I murmured. She blushed. Blushed.

“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.”

Getting done with the bickering of the two and trying to avoiding shooting his two men between their eyes, he stood up and walks towards the bar. The stools are still empty and she has her chin sitting above her balled hands. "Oh, hi, what do you want to drink?" She asked lively. "Would it be available if I ask to drink your cum?" With those vulgar words he said, she just laughed it off and shrug. "I'm sorry but my cum won't satisfy you, say an ice pick cat fish could wet your beak." "No, I'd have martini." He flirted using his eyes. He knows how he could attract women by just those dangerous eyes.

A raging beast of need danced in his eyes, clouding them in a sexual haze. "What are you doing?" I said, pretending not to know. He reached out to touch my cheek, lingering for a moment. His breath touched my throat, and when he nuzzled my neck, I let out a soft moan. Our breaths mixed hotly. In seconds, his mouth was on mine, telling me without words that he wanted me. We kissed, pounded, and tore at each other. "Look at me, baby," he said to me, popping my cheeks. "You look so good for a pickup line, so let's cut to the chase. Wanna fuck?"

Yes, you guessed it right. He was the one who had, had lunch with me the other day. And since then, his pick up lines and flirtatious one liners never ceased to stop around me. “I was wondering if you could tell me something- if you are here, then who is running heaven ?” he flirted shamelessly. See ? Told y’ all !! I giggled and replied, “Did the Devil from Hell come here to waste his breath on a mortal like me ?” I innocently asked while batting my eyelashes.

“You really need to stop saying that. You have been saying that to everyone since you came.” “You really need better pickup lines.” “I’m not flirting with you,” he said in a mock-offended manner. I arched a brow. “Shame. That might’ve been the highlight of my evening.” He nudged my shoulder with his as a smirk tugged at his full lips. “Alright, hear me out…” I couldn't stop staring at his lips as I said, “Oh boy. This should be good.” He tilted his head. “What if… and I’m just spitballing here… you pretended to date me?”

I forced a smile and responded shortly, “Thanks." "I heard you rejected Jared. How about we go on a date? We can get to know each other better.” I raised my brow at him in surprise. Nerve of this guy. “Don't you think your picked-up line has become old? You use these lines on every random girl to fall for you. And they even fall for your tricks. But I'm not like those girls. So don't you dare try to flirt with you?” I spat at him in rage while sending a death glare.

Oh, two can play this game, mister. Taking another long sip, I close my eyes and breathe a barely audible moan of satisfaction. Humming sweetly, I flutter my eyes open and sigh. “You have exquisite taste. I get the impression that you enjoy the finest pleasures in life.” Trailing his tongue along the rim of his glass after taking a sip, Walker sinks into his chair and leans back. With a playful smirk, he rakes his eyes over me while casually swirling the blood-red liquid in his nearly empty glass. “Are there any specific pleasures you enjoy, my darling?” he asks, mischief sparkling in his heated gaze. Good, my flirting is working.