Quotes About Flirtation

All of the women on The Apprentice flirted with me - consciously or unconsciously. That's to be expected.

My, my," she teased, her heart full to bursting, "what a big…sword you have." "All the better to pillage you with," he murmured, lowering his head again.

Such a wicked smile you're wearing," he said approvingly, flipping her sandals off. "I think it should be the only thing you have on.

The life of a coquette is one constant lie; and the only rule by which you can form any correct judgment of them is that they are never what they seem.

Sorry," he said. "Let me drop the belt-" "No." She held on when he would have pulled away. "Don't. I like it." Again, he lifted her face, and he smiled. "The tool belt turns you on." "No." She closed her eyes and thunked her forehead to his chest. "Little bit.

Is that why the top three buttons of your riding jacket are unfastened?" Miranda asked with an innocent look. "Because you were showing him your bulbs?

He just likes to flirt!

You look like shit," Horse said helpfully as he pulled up a lawn chair next to me. He sounded almost cheerful, which annoyed me. I glared at him and he smirked. "Still got a sweet butt though." I went from annoyed to pissed. "Don't call me that," I snapped. "I don't like it." "I know," he replied. "That's why I do it. You're cute when you're pissed. Kind of like a wet kitten. Gets me hard.

We're going to fuck. Then I think we'll probably do it again. After that I'll buy you dinner, but only if you're nice.

I'd lick him all over and massage his butt if he asked.

I am stubbornly proud of my sexuality. To anyone who has looked down on me from a moral high ground , I say, "I am not a lady. Never have been, don't care to be." I have flirted unabashedly. I've been hungry and demanding; I've told more than a few lovers how to pleasure me in no uncertain terms.

Some women flirt more with what they say, and some with what they do.

Every good seduction first begins with a baited hook.

She would show HIM naughty...

You've got an awfully kissable mouth.

These things excite me so ,' she whispered. 'If you want to kiss me any time during the evening, Nick, just let me know and I'll be glad to arrange it for you. Just mention my name. Or present a green card.

Believe me, I may be a bit blasé, but I can still get any man I want.

The way he looked at Julia made her feel attractive. For half an hour, as their sentences floated pleasantly among the scent of violets and snowdrops, forget-me-nots and pansies, her interest in him grew.

You want life to be a chain of flirtation with a man for every link. Want it to be one! You mean I've found it one.

She [suddenly]: I like you. He: Don't. She: Modest too-- He: I'm afraid of you. I'm always afraid of a girl--until I've kissed her. She [emphatically]: My dear boy, the war is over. He: So I'll always be afraid of you. She [rather sadly]: I suppose you will [A slight hesitation on both their parts.]

As a bookish child in Calcutta, I used to thrill to the adventures of bad girls whose pursuit of happiness swept them outside the bounds of social decency. Tess of the d'Urbervilles, Emma Bovary and Anna Karenina lived large in my imagination. The naughty girls of Hollywood films flirted and knew how to drive.

So, I paid you a compliment," Joanna said. "Yeah." Joanna laughed. "So do I get one back?" she asked. "Oh, sure," James said. "You're really like . . . nice." "Can't I get any better than nice?" "Beautiful," James said. "You're beautiful." "That's more like it," Joanna said. "Want to kiss me?" "Um, OK," James said.

However, I have to warn you, I kind of like that you find me irresistible." "Did I say that?" he asked, a slight tint creeping up his stubbled cheeks. "I didn't say that! I find you completely resistible.

And so I beat him and beat him until he kissed me. And then I kept on beating him until he did it properly.