You Got That Red Lip Classic Novels & Stories

Cali said. She pulled a royal blue T-shirt off the rack. It had a giant pair of slightly parted pink lips stenciled on the front, with a much smaller set of white lips superimposed over the corner of the pink ones. The pink lips were decorated with dozens of tiny rhinestones. “It’s so you,” Leesa said, grinning.

Andrea reached for it slowly, already feeling a knot tighten in her chest. It was a lipstick. She held it up to the light, inspecting it like it might burn her. A glossy shade of red—bolder than anything she owned. The label was smudged but readable. “Crimson Kiss.” Not mine, her thoughts whispered, unblinking. Definitely not mine. Andrea rarely wore lipstick, and when she did, it was always subtle—peach tones, muted pinks, barely-there nudes. She never liked anything loud. Gabriel used to say she didn’t need makeup to look beautiful anyway.

I completed the look with a black crop top and black sandals. I'm in terrific form, thanks to my well-shaped figure. I was ready to put on red lipstick when I realized Luke doesn't like to wear lipstick.I smiled, concealing my red lipstick. My lips are naturally red, so they look lovely even without lipstick. I also used my favorite scent to make my clients fall in love with me. That perfume has a really enticing scent. My phone rang again just as I was about to finish clearing up. Luke was calling me again, so I bit my lip.

It didn’t beg for attention, but it didn’t shrink either. It felt… like armor. After a fast shower, I towel-dried my curls, pinned a few strands back, and stared at my reflection. I looked pale. Tired. A little haunted. I swiped on concealer, a touch of blush, then reached for a neutral gloss—but paused. Mona had worn red. Power red. I glanced at the lone tube of lipstick in my makeup bag—the one Jenny had sent in a birthday box with a note that read “for war or seduction, you pick.”

She handed me a rose gold tube she pulled from her cross bag, inside was a stunning warm red lipstick that sparkled. I tried it on immediately even though I already had red lipstick on. "Ohmygosh, I love it." With a pout, I admired the shimmering goodness. The deep red colour shone extraordinarily on my midnight black skin like rubies floating in space. "I know." She grinned from the mirror.

I crave for his touch in my sleep, in the office, whenever I set my eyes on him basically. I really really like this one, and it's so embarrassing. I rushed home to get ready because I'm very particular about how I look around that man these days. Red and black seems to get him in the certain type of deranged mood that I want him to be around me always so I've been incorporating those colors especially. I'm now more of a red lipstick girl when I've flexed nude or something lighter for years.

Paired with minimal makeup except for red lipstick. I look like I'm going to war. Perfect.

I cleared my throat to speak once more but my words were kept because of what he did next. His lips touched mine the way he did last night. The kiss went deeper and deeper. I know that if I failed to stop him right now, things will escalate and so, I tried pushing him in the chest. But it seemed like my efforts were not enough. I tried biting his lips and he finally lets me go. "S-Stop. I'm still sore and my lips are swollen," I said, pouting. Lucien chuckled and wrapped me in his arms. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. I just miss you so bad. And you can't blame me. I've been celibate for a year," he reasoned.

She took a pencil and drew on her lip like outer lines of her lip and spread it with her finger before applying little bit of lipstick on the middle of her lip. She spread it with her fingers again before applying a jelly like liquid on her lips making it look more juicy. He clenched his fists in his pockets tempted to ruin her lipstick again but she would kill him if he delayed her celebration. His eyes travelled down her face to her body which is wrapped in red dress and he felt a sudden rush of blood into his groin. God! She’s fucking gorgeous. He didn’t know why but Klara looks more beautiful and sexy in red colour and something hits different in him. She just made him vulnerable with a