Booktok Door Frame Kiss Novels & Stories

As soon as the door closed behind me, the small, dimly lit room seemed to simmer with tension. Theo came in second, quietly shutting the door with a click. This time, there was no rush. He grabbed me and bent his head down, and kissed me slowly and deeply for a long time, as though he had no time left to me. His tongue tasted and claimed my mouth, moved it with careful flirting. His hands roamed possessively as he pushed my scrub top down under my breasts, his thumbs circling my hardened nipples, making me whimper into his kiss.

I knocked softly—three quick taps, our little code. The door opened almost instantly. Killian stood there in low-slung gray sweatpants and nothing else—hair messy, eyes sleepy but lighting up the second he saw me. He didn’t speak—just reached out, hooked a finger under the ribbon at my neck, and tugged me gently inside. The door clicked shut behind us. He backed me against it—hands framing my face—and kissed me slow and deep, like he was memorizing the taste of me all over again. I melted into him—arms looping around his neck, body pressing close. When he finally pulled back his forehead rested against mine.

Running my tongue over my lips, I reached out and grabbed his shirt, bringing him closer to me. "I am already yours, mate. Mark me," I whispered into his ears, opening the door of my room wider using my foot. He gave me a lustful glare that made my skin crawl. He shoved me into the door and spun me around, then closed the door expertly behind us. While I hastily locked the door, our lips met in a passionate kiss. In the midst of my intense intimacy with my partner, I didn't want to be interrupted.

Any protest is suffocated by his kiss, and I don't mind, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Today is about my mate." I giggle as he kisses his way past my neck, between my breasts and to my stomach. He pauses between my legs, a devious smile plastered across his face. Just as Keo goes to lower his head, a hideously sharp knock sounds at the bedroom door. Keo sighs. "Seriously." "Put your clothes on. We need to talk," a feminine voice yells through the door. I blink, hearing the footsteps disappear back down the hallway.

I had missed it before. I locked the door from the inside. I looked around the room. It had a desk, a few chairs and a shelf of books. I went to the wall, I saw a picture frame. It was a simple black frame with a dark painting, It was too simple. It looked wrong. I pressed the corner of the frame. It moved. It clicked, yes, there was a hidden safe. This was a good safe, not like the one in the other office. This was a wall safe. This was for the secrets he kept even from his own men. This was for the real truth. This was where the evidence would be.

When she reaches beyond the Room number 143, her heart beats get faster then each and every second Before knocking the door, she took makeup kit and make-up herself looking in to make-up kit mirror. Then she put proper lipstick and takes a long breath to calm Herself. Finally she knocks the door "Tit Tit" The handsome boy opens the door. "Baby" rose said looking at his boyfriend Her boyfriend doesn't say anything , he directly pull her inside and close the door behind, he grab her Waist Tightly and pinned her on the door grabbing her hand with his another hand

Justine scrunched his nose against my collarbone and planted a little kiss there. I whimpered in his embrace, and he teased and gnawed on the delicate point, taking care not to affect the skin. He nibbled harder, and I'm confident it left a mark. The prospect of his marking me thrills me more than anything else, and I ran my fingers through his disheveled dark hair, drawing his head further and deeper, silently urging him to be extremely hard. There was a knock on the door, and Justine made a growling sound in the bottom and depths of his windpipe.

“It’s just a book, Neil.” “I know, but-” “She’s a virgin,” I drop my voice to a whisper. “She’s probably just trying to learn.” “That was my thought,” the butler recovers, “but you know how wolves can gossip.” “Hm.” I nod at him. “I’ll give this back to her.” Chuckling, I close the door and go to throw the book on the coffee table, but out of curiosity I open it where she placed a bookmark. It describes oral sex in detail and I can just about picture Kaiya blushing while she read it.

Killian stalks towards me and rubs his free cock against my pussy, only covered by the thin material of my underwear. “Ashley, open the door right now” I hear Tobias’s voice on the other side, and Killian looks at the door pulling his trousers up. Panic takes over me as I realize Tobias is trying to open the door. “There,” I whisper, pointing at the window, and Killian shakes his head. “I am not afraid of him,” he says, and I kiss him quickly on the lips. “I know,” I say, opening the window.

After covering his neck and jaw with kisses, I fumbled to undo the buttons of his shirt. Tucker's body tensed, but he made no move to stop me. His deep eyes stayed locked on me, burning with desire and possessiveness. I could feel his Adam's apple shift beneath my lips. The floor numbers crawled by, each second stretching longer than the last. At last, the elevator chimed, announcing our arrival. The moment the doors opened, Tucker carried me out and swiftly unlocked the door to his apartment. Before I could respond, I felt his lips crash against mine. He was fierce and unrelenting, as though he intended to consume me whole.