Playful Smirk Novels & Stories

“Happy now?” His smirk turned into a full-blown grin, clearly amused by my irritation. He leaned back in his chair, resting his arms behind his head, a cocky expression on his face. “Very happy,” he said, his tone smug. “Because I want to take you somewhere.” I crossed my arms and scowled at him, my expression defiant. “And what makes you think I’d go anywhere with you?” I retorted, my voice dripping with sarcasm. He shrugged, his infuriating smirk never leaving his face. “Oh, I don’t know,” he replied airily. “Maybe because you secretly enjoy my company?”

she muttered, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. ****tbc****

AMARA'S POV This has to be a joke, a very expensive joke. Staring at this devil, I tried to smile. Well, it did t come out well because his gaze fixed on me for a while before he cleared his throat. He then moved around, Smiled; definitely not a normal one. From my point of view, I would say it's a smirk but at the same time, it's a smile. "Strip," he said again. This man has to be crazy.

“That's different.” “pfft, yeah, really different. “ He smirked with the earlier tinge out of sight. Thinking of a way to watch the awkward tinge appear again, the corners of my lips tipped upwards with the new plan in my head. “I know that look. What are you planning now Warren?” “Nothing. Can't a guy smile anymore? “ “If that guy was my buddy and was smiling like the devils spawn, no he can't smile. “

The way he tells me I deserve it. "You take you out", I taunt, and it only makes him smirk. Not a cute 'Oh little one, I love it when you find your balls', it's the kind of smirk that holds a promise of sexual tension and a lot of punishments. I don't mind those, it makes me wetter to even think about it. He's hard as a rock, and I am so here for it.

He revealed, a deadly smirk dancing around the corners of his lips. "Perfect, I can't wait to see her out of our lives forever!"

he mutters like he's impatient but I know it's far from it, from the lines of a smirk that tugs at the corner of his mouth. Childish.

I keep my tone neutral, not tipping the scales in a yay or nay way. This has him skeptically crooking his brow. Comically, actually. I smirk. “You take the fun out of baiting you when you already know how impressed I am.” “Frankly, I’m surprised you’d play such a game.” Touché to that one. I pretend to simper for a moment. He chuckles. A low, rich sound that ribbons through my insides. “Flattering as you are,” he quietly contends, “the suspense is killing me.”

But I guess it won't be that bad idea. He smirked at my reaction. I pouted. " you are seriously a jerk!" " say that again and I'll cancel my plans for going out " he smirked. I smacked his arm, Blushing. *********************************************************************************************

When he flickers his tongue and stretches out a dark smirk. And you can only wish that all of these, were nothing but a dreadful nightmare. - Now you're laying helpless with your spine pressed against the sheets. The person hovers his eyes all over your face and tugs the side of his lip into a smirk, humming in amusement. "Me?" There's something about the way he responds that makes your finders twirl into a fist. He's making you feel nervous with each passing second. "Somone important."He purrs, having cornered you underneath him on all fours. "And you are my little pet."