Booktok Door Frame Kiss Novels & Stories

~Aspen As if he can sense me, his eyes draw up, pinning me through the window. I freeze, unsure of what to do. Slowly, his lips turn up into a cruel, dark smile. There is nothing for me to do. I can't run, I can't hide...But I can face him. Stalking to the door, I snap the lock off, opening it a crack. With purposeful steps, Keo comes toward the door, stopping on the short wooden porch.

I moaned softly into her mouth, threading my fingers into her curls. “Ivy,” she whispered, kissing me deeper now. “You tasted really good earlier.” I parted my legs just a little, enough for her fingers to slide into my wetness. She swallowed the moan that escaped my lips as two of her fingers slipped inside my pussy. Click. “I want—” The sound of the door unlocking sliced through the haze. We froze, still tangled in each other’s arms. Kai’s eyes met ours and the glass he was holding fell and broke into pieces.

Then pull Kiara in and give Kiara a gentle kiss in front of all the cameras. As soon as David opens the door for us, I help Kiara get in first. David already has put the window between us up, causing me to smirk. As soon as the door closes behind us, I pull Kiara onto my lap and start kissing her fierce. When she breaks away to breathe, my head dips down, and I kiss her neck, the collarbone, and my head dips deeper and deeper. This sexy cleavage has been killing me all evening.

I am indebted to this man. “Get a room why don’t you?” I hear a mutter and Kaden in a sudden outburst, lifts the bookshelf that had nearly crushed me and hurls it against the wall on the far end of the room. It smashes to smithereens and to our shock, the wall crumbles to reveal a tiny door. It creaks open. I blink and look from Landon to Kaden. “It’s a door…” I say. “I can see that,” Kaden snaps.

It’s 4pm already. I exhaled and arranged my hair, I tied it up this time, who knows if he will get mad if it’s down. Annoying. I knocked on the door but there was no response. I did again, the same thing. I opened the door and went in but the sight I beheld in front of me shook me. Kingston and a girl I couldn't recognise were kissing each other as if they were the only ones in the world, the girl was almost naked.

Pulling out a white rectangular electronic keycard from his shirt pocket, he swiftly inserted the key into the door and with a small click, the door swerved open. They both zigzagged drunkenly into the room. As he shut the door, Victory brazenly spun her body and rested her torso onto his chest and faced him, her lips licking in anticipation. She felt wanton with abandonment and for now it appears that she has completely surrendered her body to the sexual passion burning inside of her. Her dazed green eyes were large and questioning as they peered into his blue orbs. She wanted to ask him a question that was reverberating loudly in her murky brain ever since they had kissed in the elevator.

I opened it and it says; You look sexy in that dress,babe.I can't get enough of you.😘 I chuckled and then continue reading. Strong and sturdy, count on me! Just keep me locked, and you’ll see. Tall and solid, all homes have me. To get me open, you’ll need a key. Hmmmm? Strong and sturdy? To open it I need to have a key? And that isss......... "A DOOR!" Yes a door! Why Am I so numb? Urrghhh.

His hand slides from my jaw and cages around my throat as he kisses the hell out of me, his minty tongue plundering my mouth, lapping against mine as he pins me against the doorframe. This thing between us is going to break us both, but it’s too late; we’re too far gone. That kiss in the woods was like a gateway drug and now that we’ve sampled it, we’re fiending for more. I squirm between Reid’s body and the doorframe, kicking a knee up to his hip. The next thing I know his hands are on my ass, lifting me up to straddle his waist as my arms wrap around his neck. His hard length is pressed tightly to the notch between my legs, exactly where I want him. Exactly where I need him.

The last few blocks are a silent race; no talking, no teasing—just a fast walk fueled by an urgency we don’t bother to hide. The moment we cross the door, the tension bursts like a dam. Demon pushes me softly against the wall, and this time there’s no hesitation—his mouth finds mine in a kiss that’s all claim and heat, while John, behind us, slams the door shut and is at my side in an instant, his lips seeking my neck, his hands claiming territory on my skin.

The lock turned with a metallic snick, sealing them away from the world. As soon as the door was secure, Kenneth grabbed him. His hands were rough, urgent, pulling Father Andre close by the front of his cassock. Their lips crashed together in a messy, desperate kiss. Kenneth’s mouth was hot and demanding, his tongue pushing in without waiting. Father Andre moaned into it, his own hands clutching at Kenneth’s shirt, bunching the fabric in his fists. The kiss was all teeth and breath, no gentleness, just raw need.