Waggles Eyebrows Novels & Stories

“If I….” He wiggles his eyebrows back at me. “Yes, that’s right,” I tell him, assuming he knows what I’m getting at. “Okay,” he complies and wiggles them again. I am overjoyed that he has agreed to sleep with me until he demands, “So tell me.” My forehead puckers. “You have to do it first,” I tell him. “Yes, I know,” he states firmly, wiggling his eyebrows a third time. “There, I just did it again. Tell me.”

So I smile, raise my eyebrows, and waggle them at him. He gulps. I know he's getting the message. He will be mine.

with a winking emoji. Elena sat on one or the stairs, wrapping her knees with her arms. She tried so hard to keep it in, but her lips trembled, her stomach churned, and her heart gave way. The tears flowed.

he whispers, in that seductive tone that makes a tingle run through my belly. “You are insistent!” I point at it with my index finger and wave it accusingly. “And very clever,” I add. He smiles from ear to ear. I know he is very proud of himself. “This is me. I don't give up so easily.” He winks at me again. “I see you like doing that a lot.” I shoot him a hard look. “What thing?” “Wink the eye.” “I only do it when the occasion warrants it.” “As with the woman in the store?” I can't keep a certain tone of hostility in my voice.

she said, wearing a cocky smile. He scoffed and wagged his head. "It might have something to do with the intentional wiggles and sways of your," he waved his hands in front of him and continued, "...body at me. First, you were playing with yourself, which is very hot, and then you were making exaggerated movements and dressing up very slowly, but who knows why I still have a hard-on that only grows? " he blurted and threw his hands in the air.

“W*- what…” Edmund blinked emptily while his brain was working extra hard to make it make sense. Eagle massaged his wrinkled forehead between his eyes while shutting his eyes. He showed that he was annoyed by their blurred faces and he made it obvious to them. “Look, I just figured I’d rile your imagination up,” he exclaimed, “see how smart you are, how bad it’ll be if I were to fight you. Worst-case scenario, we can kill each other after a series of deceptions but that’s what we gotta do, yeah?”

He looked at me with wide and frightened eyes, I grinned at him, raised one eyebrow, and then said in a low and sultry voice, Raising one eyebrow, I lifted one corner of my mouth into a half-smirk. "Where do you think you're going?” My voice was pure seduction in that moment. “Jesse, I want you to be my first. I want you to make me scream your name all night. I want you to make me scream until I can’t scream anymore.”

He winked at me that uncontrollably made me giggle. “It’s a good thing that I locked the door, isn’t it?” I wiggled my eyebrows at him which made him chuckle. “At this point, I don’t even care if someone filmed us through the window.” The words left my mouth before I could even hold them back. His eyebrows furrowed and a smile appeared on his face which I considered as a good sign. “No one is filming us, baby. The window is always closed and curtains are always down.” He spoke as if that was the funniest joke he heard today. But only if he knew.

His head tilts, his mouth twitching. Did I say something funny?

I exclaimed. "Save your breath. I'm that good" he boosted. "Okay then, show me the face when I'm happy" I grunted pretending to be unimpressed. His eyes squinted slightly, as his cheek raised, a defined wrinkle runs from the sides of his nose to the corners of his mouth. The corners of his mouth move up at a diagonal, widening his mouth exposing teeth. "OMG!" I giggled. "I got it huh?" he asked and I nodded in agreement.