Teasing Sentence Novels & Stories

I reach over and suck on it until she turns to putty in my arms, and then I pull away smirking. “Tease...” She calls me a tease under her breath. I lift a brow at her, “Say that again, a little louder this time.” “I said,” She crosses her arms in front of her and leans back into the back of her stool, “you are a tease.” I glance over at my friend and he’s wearing a grin, the one that I know all too well, and it’s telling me that we are both thinking the same thing. Turning my attention back to Ella, I stand up, shoving my stool away and then wrapping my hand around her jaw.

“Did you just laugh at me?” He clears his throat, straightening his papers as though to regain control of the universe. “No.” “You did. I heard it!” “I did no such thing.” “You’re not as intimidating as you think you are,” I tease, leaning back smugly in my chair. He looks up at me again, and for a minute, his gaze seems sharper than before—like he’s evaluating my words, or maybe me. “Don’t tease me, Alina.” “Tease”, is this word used like that?

I enjoyed teasing her, her reactions were the best. "Look who's talking," I retorted, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of my lips. "I throat fucked you right now," I reminded her, the explicit language a deliberate provocation, "and you never pushed me back. You took it like a pro," I teased, the words laced with a raw, undeniable admiration. I leaned closer, my lips brushing against the delicate skin of her neck. She smelled intoxicating, a heady mix of arousal and her natural, sweet scent.

He exclaims. “Oh, I know he probably kissed a girl on the cheek.” Someone answers. I show them a finger and walk out with an excuse of a smoke. I don’t smoke but I had to get out to catch some breath. “They tease you because you are so fucking hot, you know...” Oh, God. Can I ever get a break? “I don’t really care,” I tell her. I don’t mind the teasing. It’s the pretense that’s exhausting. Pretending I am fine with their demeaning comments towards their own girls.

I was usually the one trying to stop him. 'That sounds like you two.' Now, she gives me a look. 'Don't encourage him.' I grin. 'I'm starting to understand why he likes teasing you.' She nearly rolls her eyes again. 'He's been teasing me since we were children.' 'And you still let him.' I joke. 'Because he's annoying.' I smile. 'But attractive.' I add again. Eveline pauses. Her eyes narrow. 'You're enjoying this.' 'Maybe.' I shrug.

I could feel exactly how soaked she'd gotten just from teasing me, how she was made for this, made for me, made to ride the fuck out of me until I screamed, and sbe foes too, until we both screamed until we both begged and don't know who to do the begging anymore. "You're so fucking..urghhhh—" She was doing this so crazy, so crazy that I didn't even know what to say, except that in my head, I've never seen her in this way before. "Uhhh, baby, you're so fucking dripping down on me." "That's what teasing you does to me. You make me a mess. You make me yours." "Then keep teasing me. Break me. Ruin me."

“Soft, warm, and radiant.” Rolling my eyes good-naturedly, I playfully punched him on the arm, feigning annoyance. “Stop teasing me,” I retorted, but my tone couldn't hide the giddiness brimming within me. His words had ignited a warmth in my chest that spread joyfully through my veins.

she gives me a disbelieving look but I'm still confused. "It's mean to tease someone." I'm still confused. "You are fully aware that I don't have anything... have a home, yet you have it all and you're here just teasing me. Is this fun for you?" she starts getting angry again and so do I because clearly, she has had this done to her before. Clearly, someone has rubbed her unfortunate life in her face and that just pisses me off.

I pointed, and he chuckled. "Well, that's me," he said, and I smiled unknowingly. "Why are you smiling?" he asked, and I cocked my eyebrow towards him. "It seems like you are getting infected from my disease of asking questions," I teased him, and he rolled his eyes. "Then have some manners like me and give me an answer," he said, and I chuckled. "You know you are so uptight and cut off from the people, but still, you have a great fan following between girls here," I told him, and he made a weird face... {It feels good to tease him}

"Teasing you” “Teasing is part of flirting, if you had a wife you’d know” I shook my head sadly. Now it was his turn to huff “I’m never getting married, and shirts are overrated” “Wrong,” I say in a sing-song voice “I’m trying to help you for when you eventually get married so you don’t sound like a simp” As Niko’s little brother, I felt it was my duty to ensure he didn’t become some poor girl's nightmare.