Novel & Cerita You Got That Red Lip Classic

She has light make up on her face but it didn't change her outlook that has Hispanic touch. "Whom I owed this privilege of you asking me to meet with?" He asked after a while. Her lips curved into a smirk and just by looking at it, he could not looked away his eyes from it. He remembered how she bit his lips that night. And now, by just a glance on it, he suddenly felt the urge to get revenge. "My lipstick shade is flaming red. You can buy it in Paris." She said. From her lips, his gaze travels up to her eyes.

There is also a bronze coin, and that is 1,000 below. I took my mirror out of my bag and looked at my face to see if the liptint had been erased from my lip. When I noticed it was already erased, I immediately took the peach-colored matte lipstick and put it on my lips. I'm used to red lipstick, but I look like I'm a b*tch at our university. When I tried the nude lipsticks, I couldn’t help but be amazed. Other than the fact that I have fair skin, they seemed to suit me.

I giggle as I sprint into our home, trying my best to ignore our limo driver. I make my way upstairs to our room and quickly check my reflection in the mirror. I definitely look like I’ve been worked over. My hair is messy and is sticking to my face and neck from a thin sheen of sweat covering my body. My breasts have small bite marks on them, my thighs are still covered in my juices. My face is flushed, and my lips are swollen from Vincenzo’s rough kisses. I make quick work of taming my hair and grab my tube of red lipstick. I pop the cap, staring at the bright red color- a color I have grown to hate and fear. I steel my nerves and grip the applicator tightly. I won’t live in fear of anyone

Alex's POV:: "Okay, pout your lips like this. Let me see the color on you. It is your best feature, so we want to highlight it." My roommate, Penny, is demonstrating with her lips which are mere inches from my face as she is applying makeup on me. She is currently dabbing a shade of lipstick on my lips that if my mother saw me right now, she would get a heart attack. It is blood red and sinful, and I love it.

Touching my forehead, it swirled down resting on my lips. Gently pressing the lips he utters, Now I realised what was missing. Getting further closer to my lips. With his lips just above mine, his breath splitting my face. He utters. A lip shade. Red will suit you or pink, he dwindled from one to another, holding both of them in either hand in utter confusion. "Red" he finally decided. Putting the lipstick on my lips, he was surely not good at applying it. It was messing all around my lips corners.

“I must admit… you are a pretty little Omega.” Heat rushed through me. My knees weakened. He stepped closer, studying my face. His fingers brushed my neck. I pressed my thighs together, heat pooling low in my body. “I don’t like the color on your lips.” He picked up a red lipstick from the table. “I… I wanted something casual,” I stuttered as his gaze devoured me. “Shhh.” He wiped off my gloss with his fingers and applied the red slowly. I didn’t move. I couldn’t.

I declared and he just smiled at me, "You're free to do whatever you want Red, it would be sweet to be branded in your red lipstick, I'm waiting for that day darling." I just shook my head in amusement and laughed before shutting the door, "Crazy man." I muttered, watching him zoom off in the beautiful red Lamborghini. Lucas made me fall in love with the red color, made me proud of my hair, he made me feel special instead of a creep.

Victor will probably be down here in a few minutes, looking for him. I reach to the coffee table, where I’ve left a tube of my favorite red lip gloss. I quickly apply it, pursing my lips, refusing to think about my reasons for putting it on.

A genuine smile spread across her face that assured me that she wasn’t at all opposed to the idea of spending the rest of her life with me and that made my wolf extremely giddy. Oddly enough, even when her smile dimmed I still focused on her lips in awe at how soft and plump they appeared. Her upper lip was a very faint shade of pink that almost resembled nude while her lower lips were a deep and elegant shade of red, it was absolutely mesmerizing because they were glossed up and I couldn't take my eyes off of them.

Lexus' POV He walked in and minutes later Adalyn headed to the makeup section and held some red lipsticks in her hand asking which type of red she should put on first. "Aren't they all red?" "No! Hayaya, men, this is wine red, this is crimson red, this is light red... So which should I put on, which would look good on me?" She asked and he just raised a brow and picked up his phone, she sighed and grabbed it again.