Squinting Eyes Flirting Novels & Stories

"I was not flirting with you!" He didn't flinch. If anything, his grin grew wider, like she'd said exactly what he'd wanted to hear. "You sure about that?" He tilted his head, eyes narrowing playfully. "Because you kept staring at me. Like this—" he exaggerated a wide-eyed, lovesick stare that made her burst into laughter. "I was definitely not staring at you like that," she said, arms crossing tighter. "Then what were you doing?" "I was trying to figure out if I recognized you from somewhere," she countered, chin lifting.

I said, lifting my hand to show her the letters of her name tattooed across my fingers. She giggled, taking my hand in hers and pressing kisses against my knucles. "I love this too," she murmured, peeking up at me through her lashes. I sucked in a sharp breath. "You are giving me those 'please fuck me' eyes." She immediately pouted, glaring at me. "What about now?" "Now it's 'please fuck me hard and rough against the wall' eyes." She burst out laughing. "Fuck you." "Oh I will."

She said, holding an awkward smile on her face. "You will feel better if you have some salad." He said, holding a tint of teasing in his voice. Rory glared at him, cursing him under her breath. However, because of the teasing, a layer of dense color stained the corner of her eyes and her eyebrows and the faint vapor. Condensed in her pupils, turning this glance from an angry stare to a dark autumnal glance. His index finger followed the slit of the point and scraped lightly with his fingertip as if rubbing against the tiny nub of panty that protruded slightly.

Even with the mask, I could see his jaw clench and unclench. When he opened his eyes they were back to their luminescent obsidian. He gave me a death glare he probably used on his enemies, but fear refused to course through me. "Sorry?" I pouted, gazing up at him through my eyelashes and a giggle escaped my lips when he rolled his eyes and looked away. Not even a moment later, Caroline came out of the bathroom and gave us a twirl. It was growing harder to resist rolling my eyes whenever Caroline attempted to flirt with Viktor. It always made me feel smug when his gaze never moved from my own.

Our kiss lingered for few seconds before we pulled ourselves back and looked into each other's eyes. His eyes are dark filled with lust. I felt little shy so i decided to break the eye contact. I looked at ground as if it is most interesting thing in this whole room. He slipped his hand under my chin and tipped it up, staring into my eyes and then something flickered in it. I frowned his expression is stony.

A smirk plastered on his face. "Are you done browsing me out, baby?" He said wiggling his eyebrows. I blushed hard and avoided his eye contact, thinking of an excuse. "You don't have to be shy baby, it is all yours?" He made a gesture with his body that made me feel like a baby butterfly who wants to spread its sleek feather but can't.

“You could’ve said ‘yes.’ You could’ve said ‘that’s me.’ You could’ve nodded. You could’ve blacked out. But no. You looked that man in the eye and said yes, sir.” Zia leaned closer. “And he liked it.” I jerked my head toward her. “He didn’t.” “He did,” she said, her voice dangerously low and full of glee. “His left eyebrow twitched. He did that little eye-narrow thing that men do when they want to fuck you but they’re pretending to be in control.” “I hate both of you.”

I saw Alpha Easton glance at me from his seat, and I was sure that I had succeeded in making him curious. And sure enough, the man raised one eyebrow. "What are you doing?" I smiled seductively, strolling with a slight sway of my hips to draw his attention to my other half. I'm pretty sure that Alpha Easton is really interested in me. Look at the way he's looking at me. He's giving me a signal for me to be bolder in flirting with him. Should I raise the slit on my dress a little higher so Alpha Easton can see my smooth thighs? Or should I lower the slit on my chest a little so he could see my soft, supple flesh?

I squinted at him and leaned into him, lightly bringing the menu down to look him in the eyes instead. "Really? I wouldn't class the light touches on the hand, the needless giggling and overall acting like a fucking schoolgirl with a crush as just 'being nice'," I snapped slightly, "she's flirting with you, a lot, and I'm sick of it." "Oh dollface, I see where this is going," He said with a knowing smirk that stretched its way across his lips a few seconds later. I noticed this and my hand targeted my menu in an instant as some form of shield to hide behind to avoid the stares he was giving me, and I lowered my menu down just like I had done to him.

She starts to jerk him off as she makes heated eye contact with me. I hope she can see the smile of a challenge in my eyes as I drag my tongue through her fluids again. Using her thighs She grasps my head and stops my momentum as she looks at me with eyes flashing. As she continues to jerk Jefferson she uses her other hand to crook a finger at me as her dragon eyes flash. I lift an eyebrow curiously but do as she requested and come to her side.