Novel & Cerita Booktok Door Frame Kiss

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.

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.

His kiss was warm, demanding, and it left me breathless. The door closed behind us, and his mouth crushed against mine again. It was not gentle. It was not sweet. It was fierce, burning, the kind of kiss that left me gasping as though he was pulling the very air from me and giving me fire in return. My back pressed against the wall, his body holding me there like I belonged only to him. I clung to him, my nails digging into his shoulders, desperate to feel him closer.

Thinking of Aislinn's obvious upsetting and knowing that her friend was waiting for Sarah, Rissa tried knocking again and this time she turned the knob on the door as she knocked. To her surprise, Rissa found that the door wasn't locked. The distinct scent of sex wafted out the cracked door, intensified by the growling and moaning. Rissa felt her own wolf rising. Difficult as it was to ignore her surfacing lust instinct, Rissa walked slowly through the door.

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.

I chuckled softly against his lips in delight. Fitch’s arms tightened, pulling me closer, while one hand cradled my cheek, his thumb gently stroking my jaw. Yet, our lips remained locked in an unbroken kiss. The hand resting on my waist slid lower, large and warm, exploring the uncharted territory of my hip. I gasped quietly, and he responded with a deeper, more fervent kiss. The sensation of his hand encasing my side made me whimper with pleasure. And then— The door slammed open.

The sexual fog he’s cast over me is alive and well, and I’m about to combust. He pulls away. “Lock up,” he says and places a sweet and gentle kiss on my lips. “I’ll find a home for your goat.” I close and lock the door and lean my forehead against it like I did two nights ago. I’m in so far over my head that drowning will be the only outcome possible. ***

A small moan escaped her lips as I sucked on her lower lips. She slowly disengaged and we pulled apart slightly to stare at each other, she didn’t waste any time before slamming her lips back onto mine. Meanwhile, Betsy. I bit on my lower lips angrily as I heard my annoying neighbor bang my door. If it wasn’t for Maybelline’s words filling my ear at every minute, I would have matched up to that door and given it to him! “Why won’t this damn door open!” I heard him mutter outside, my door kept beeping like it was rejecting the access card. I couldn’t take it anymore, I pushed the duvet away from my body, got into my flip flops and stormed towards the door.

Atlas let out a manly growl. “That image is perfection.” He kissed my mark one more time. Making me shudder with need. “Ill ;eave you to your devices. I have some calls to make and it gets really hard to think when you’re looking that sexy.” He kissed me one more time, until I was shaking with the need for him. I could beg him to take me just then. And he just walked out, winking before he closed the door. Leaving me there, standing in the middle of the room.

Kate Dante kicked the door to his room with his foot and pushed us inside, pressing my back on the wall roughly. He broke free from the kiss but didn’t pull away. I was panting hard likewise him. But on top of that, the heat was coursing through my body. Dante snaked his hand around my waist and pinned me more to the wall.