Sexy Pick Up Lines Novels & Stories

He picked up on the first ring — suspiciously fast. "That's a surprise," he said. His voice was that smooth, low tone that always made me want to strangle him and kiss him at the same time. "This morning's full of them," I said, matching his sarcasm. "Funny. What can I do for you, darling?" Darling? 'Darling?' Since when did he start using pet names like a man with a guilty conscience? "You can tell your gatekeeper here to let me in before I starve to death. I'm standing in your lobby being interrogated by the lipstick police."

They were so much moved by this pick up line that they couldn’t even allow him to finish. “I could search my whole life through and through and never find another you. If I had to choose whether to breathe or to love you, I would use my last breath to tell you that... I love you.” “As the days are passing by, my love for you is growing strong. Please be mine forever. Please belong to me. You are my life's most wonderful song. Please marry me, Erica.” He said the last few lines and my fork dropped for my hands, not attracting them since they were all focussed on the proposal.

He rips the nightie off my shoulders and down to the ground in one fluid motion, exposing my red lace bra, his favorite color. "Holy shit," he gasps as he takes in the sight before him. “How do you do it, Harper? How do you look more beautiful every fucking time? Every damn time I set my eyes on you, it seems just like the first time. You are so sweet, my love, so perfect,” he tells me, kissing me passionately. My moans grow louder as his lips and tongue explore every inch of my mouth before moving down to my breasts. The wetness between my legs intensifies, and I can feel the desire building inside me.

Me in love with Lyn, that is something that can never ever happen in this world. Where would I take a nerd like her for sure . I doubt if I would move comfortable beside a person like her , her dressing code and all that. Before I am able to make an argument , my phone rings. I immediately remove it from the pocket and on seeing the caller , it is the exact person that I wanted in those kind of situation . “ Hello, sexy " I say in a seductive voice that I know will definitely help me get what I want in no time. “ Yes baby boy, where are you ? I an missing you so much. " She says.

Plausible deniability. “I see,” she said. “You said I was sexy. Were you just kidding around?” He smiled at her. “Maybe a little.” “I knew it.” “But you are sexy, Luna. Sexy is very subjective. Fun can be sexy. Cute girls with leaves in their hair can be sexy.” “So, how do I be sexy?” she asked. “Like, when I want to be?”

Ahh… He takes a few long strides and stops in front of the couch. A chuckle spills from me as I lean my head back slightly. “I think we have a fetish for doing things on couches.” In a deep, husky voice, he raises his eyebrows and replies, “Maybe.” His need and desire for me oozes from the one word and if I was standing, my legs would have buckled under me. I rake my fingers through his short hair and pour all my seductiveness into my next few words, hoping he will follow my command. “Then show me.”

But I just did, you idiot. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Devon." This guy had some of the most rinsed-out, clichéd lines. No one had ever taught him how to woo a woman? He chuckled. "I'm an aging squirrel and you're a tough nut to crack. Let me try again." He cleared his throat. "Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm deeply attracted to you, but you think I'm full of...poo?" A smile crawled onto my face as I shook my head. This guy…

No wonder the poor guy fails. Quietly, I wonder why my friends—many guys, in fact—think a girl appreciates fancy pickup lines. Or some smolder face. Or ridiculous, practiced moves designed to be charming. I prefer to avoid coming off like a dude with “mad game” and it pays off in spades, even without my trying.

How strange to feel it now with this man I didn’t know. “Hi, I’m Aidan, but you can call me tonight or tomorrow.” He smiled, introducing himself with a lame pickup line. “Seriously? That’s your pickup line?” I laughed. He laughed too, and well fuck me, that sound woke my pussy. How can a hot guy with an accent like that be here and single? I could understand if he was supernatural, especially a werewolf. A human-looking this good and being single? Something must be wrong with him. Likely, he’s a player.

There, honesty is the best policy. "You're like the ice. You're ice prince." I'm vomiting words right now, even telling him the nickname I invented for him. That's it. Stop, Evie. Stop. Shut up. Shut uppp! "Maybe I can warm you up with a date?" Bahahahaha what a cheesy come back. Is this one of those lame pick up line? The one you used during your high school era? Which is... what? Twenty years ago? Bahahahaha! "You're weird." I am still laughing when he fixes himself back to the steering wheel and gives a signal to bring the car back to the main road.