Word To Make Her Blush Novels & Stories

He loved how she was blushing for him, and it give him a calm tingling feelings. " ...... "......... Lexa..... " I like it when you blush," he whispered deeply into her ears and grinned slightly, noticing how her cheeks became more red. Lexa hung her head low, trying to avoid eye contact with him, but she knew her redden cheeks had embarrassed her. Her face flushed more, and she wished she could hide somewhere right now. It was really embarrassing for her, and she bit her bottom lips, still fiddling with her slender fingers. Now, she felt ashamed of herself. They were in a bad situation, but they still had the gut and chance to do what they were doing right now which Lexa found it hard to na

Under the warm light, her face looked exceptionally radiant and soft. Alex didn’t miss her slightly flushed cheeks. He lifted her chin again, and she unconsciously met his unfathomable eyes. His profound gaze made her heart flutter unintentionally. Her heartbeat raced even more when his handsome face moved closer, their noses gently touching. "You look adorable every time you blush," Alex teased, gently stroking her smooth face. Evie’s cheeks flushed even redder, and she immediately looked away. "Who’s blushing?" she muttered disapprovingly. She only heard his low chuckle before feeling something warm touch her forehead.

I shot back, my voice holding a warning as I opened my eyes wide in pretend anger. She did not flinch nor move back, not at all. If anything, her smirk got wider. "Oh, nothing." Her tone was normal, but her eyes shone with mischief. "It is just........for an 'awful' breakfast, you sure do not look too sad about it. In truth, you seem to be blushing." My mouth fell open. "Blushing?!" I nearly choked, trying to stop the heat rising up my neck. "I am definitely not!"

I said straightforwardly and she blushed. ‘What did I say that made her blush’ I thought to myself. “Why are you blushing?” I asked and her face turned redder than a tomato snd I was confused. “You said…that…um…you were willing to learn it for me” she said shyly with her eyes closed and I laughed, “Don’t laugh at me” she said sheepishly and I chuckled, “okay, I’ve stopped, you can open your eyes now” I said and she peeked to see if I was still laughing and opened her eyes.

I told her. Beautiful was not a strong enough term, but I did not want to pressure her or anything, so beautiful it was. Sexy, siren, vixen, personal goddess that I wanted to worship morning, noon, and every fucking night. However, she might not be ready for those terms. A blush tinted her cheeks. It was easy to see that she hated blushing, but I was thankful for it. It just highlighted her beauty that much more. It was endearing, and I wondered what all she blushed for. Perhaps I would just have to find out.

The way she had forced out the word ‘disgusting’ was enough to pacify me. “Why would you think I liked it?” She asked, raising her cup to her lips. “Because your cheeks are red.” I pointed out. “That’s because I’m embarrassed. I’m talking about something I don’t want to remember. Do you think faces only heat up when people talk about someone they like?” She asked. “I wouldn’t know. So, since you’re a lady, why don’t you start by telling me all the things that make ladies blush?” “Oh.” She said, with a wide smile. “First things first…” She began.

"My... belly?" Her concern made me reel it in. "Er, yeah. It's... yeah, it's great." She turned away from me as a vibrant red blush crept across her cheeks. Maybe she'd bought it, maybe she hadn't, but my words were convincing enough to brighten something in her aura that made her skin glow, for lack of a better phrase. "Thank you," she said. "I know you're trying to make me feel better, but--"

I teased. Her face reddened, “Who’s sweet? Stop spouting nonsense.” “Is that a blush?” My eyes widened. I’ve never seen Mika blush and I mean ever. The red spread to the tip of her ears, making her pale skin flush and adorable, “Who’s blushing?” she glared at me, but the combination only made her cuter, “Mika is blushing, the almighty frowning queen Mika can’t handle a compliment. So cute,” I gushed.

Each word feels like a slap. This is not how this was supposed to go. The plan is to make her fall for me, not the other way round. I even bought her flowers. I pictured her blushing face as she received them and the way she will melt into my arms, still blushing how much she appreciates my gesture.

Safe instead of honest. Then she'd looked disappointed and I'd felt like shit. Which is why I'd told her the truth in the car. Couldn't help myself. She'd looked so deflated, so unsure, sitting there in that green dress that made her eyes luminous. Beautiful. I'd called her beautiful. The word had slipped out before I could stop it. Her face had flushed, color spreading across her cheeks, making her even prettier. She blushes so easily. Pink creeping up her neck, staining her cheeks, making her look soft and vulnerable and completely unaware of how gorgeous she is.