Word To Make Her Blush Novels & Stories

''I think I'll have you instead. She turned around immediately. Her eyes darting to the redhead who being a smart girl was now putting her clothes back on. ''Have me what like... have like na-- naked like... have.'' Her blush was deepening with each stutter until I thought her face was going to burst and she did look good when she blushed but my patience was running thin.

“Rolling my eyes at you” I snorted a laugh that reverberated through my chest. “Yeah, I figure I don't really like that. It makes me want to punish you” I gently put her down, my hand never leaving her waist. My fingers trailed over the faint blush on her cheek, and she leaned into the touch, gracing me with a soft moan that awakened my already semi-hard member. “I love when you blush” she smiles and flushes again. “But I love the images that pop up in my head more”

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.

Her heart skipped a beat. What's wrong with me? She reprimanded herself in her head. Did she just blush at Luca's words?? She shook off the crazy feeling and eased herself.However before she stepped out she looked at her reflection again. It was still flushed. She sighed,how can she go out this way? She obviously doesnt want him to see her blushing at his words. Due to this,she stayed some few minutes until the red color became faint.After which she opened the door and found him leaning on the wall probably waiting for her.

The words slip out before I can stop them. She blushes, the pink spreading across her cheeks in that way that makes my heart do funny things in my chest. She looks away quickly, but not before I see how the compliment affected her. She looks so beautiful in this moment, so soft and open, that it physically hurts. The faint scent of her vanilla lotion is trapped in the warm air of the car, reminding me just how close we are.

With her by his side, nothing else mattered; no one else mattered. She lowered her eyes, her cheeks adorned with a faint hue of pink. "You're blushing," he pointed out in a teasing whisper. "I am not," she replied, shaking her head but only blushing harder. "Yes, you are," he said, amused by her flustered state. He really enjoyed teasing her. The way she would turn into a tomato and look anywhere but at him never failed to make him grin. She raised her gaze and fixed him with a mock glare before pushing at his chest and running away. Nate chuckled.

I engulfed her waist with one arm while the other stayed on her cheeks, as my thumb was still on her lips. Her cheeks, were bright pink, matching the colour of her lips. If there is something that adds more beauty to her, it’s not makeup, it’s her blush. She looks so damn beautiful. “I told you, I wouldn’t be able to control myself if you do that, didn’t I?”

I frown, clueless about what she is finding funny. “ Oh dear, aren't you cute!” She comments,her giggles replaced by a smile “ Cute?” I repeat,the word sounding foreign on my lips. It's the first time someone dares describe me with that word. “ Yeah. You look cute when you blush.” She responds and I feel my face heat up. So, she noticed my reactions to her earlier? “ How wonderful would it be to see you blush everyday.” She murmurs. Without a word,I grab her waist, twirl her around and pin her against my bike.

It's an excuse. "What's hot? Is your air conditioner on, it's still cold inside, how can it be hot? You're just excited, so you're blushing? Am I right?" I asked him and poked his waist. "N-no, honey! Don't be naughty, I'm driving, we might crash," he said to me. I burst out laughing when his blush still didn't really go away. "Gosh, you're just blushing, it means you're excited. Kiss that cheek, honey. How about the lips? You might not be able to breathe because you're so excited," I teased him.