Booktok Door Frame Kiss Novels & Stories

It was shorter than one of the guys' warehouse levels. The second to last door on the left was opening. Kiema raced through it, pushing the huge man back. His nose was stuffed in a book, dark framed glasses sliding down his nose. I reached around Kiema, slapped a hand over his mouth. Knocked the book to the floor. I immediately knew I'd fucked up.

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. ***

Instead of running away from there, Cerise was like a statue and just tugging at the straps of her bag while looking down, she took a few quotes, and they were still kissing there. Cerise never had friends, never had a lover, let alone kissed. As she was about to turn around, she ignored her steps. Cerise stumbled on her own feet. When she was about to get up, he just gaped at Asher, who was standing in front of him, raising his eyebrows. Cerise immediately got an instant strength and got up, but Asher immediately grabbed her body and pinned her behind the wall. The girl just looked down, seeing the toe of Asher's shoe that kissed hers. She looked up to see Asher staring at her. Asher has gr

She never wanted her kids to grow up in this darkness. Damon’s fury finally softened, though the madness still lingered in his eyes. He pulled her close and kissed her — and she didn’t protest. But it wasn’t passion, nor love. It was raw, hard, consuming, a collision of desperation and violence. She could taste blood on his lips, acrid smoke clinging to his breath, the metallic tang searing her tongue. The kiss was suffocating, unhinged, more like a claim than an embrace.

Her eyes met mine and it made my knees weak. “Woman, you are a sin.” I said before closing the gap between us my lips meeting hers. The kiss became more passionate, filled with lust and desire. I lifted her up pinning her against the bookshelf, she wrapped her legs around my waist. Then a knock on the door shattered the moment. I pulled back slowly, our breathing heavy. “What is it?” My tone laced with annoyance. “The package you requested in here, Sir.” A voice said from the other side of the door and my blood ran cold.

⊱♥⊱╮ღ LOVE AND SADNESS ღ╭⊱♥≺ ★✎✎★~KOFI'S POV~★✐✐★ After we kiss, he rushes to the door and locks it. Then, he turns around and looks at me with his alluring eyes. Then, he slowly steps as he approaches me.

The moment we stepped inside, he locked the door behind us with a firm click. We didn’t even make it to the bedroom. Kasit pushed me down onto the couch, his mouth claiming mine in a hungry kiss. He turned me around quickly, bending me over the arm of the couch with his strong hands gripping my waist. He entered me in one smooth thrust, driving into me hard and deep. I moaned loudly, pushing back against him, loving how he made me feel. His movements were powerful and steady, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through my body. “Not again…” I gasped when another knock suddenly came at the door.

I wanted to kiss him again so badly, and I could barely get my key into the door. I finally slid it in, the door unlocked, and the door swung open easily. I turned to look back at him, and his hand came to my cheek, pulling me into a kiss. I stood in the doorway, my knees turning to Jell-O as he pushed his lips into mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, losing myself to his kiss.

Then the door opens, and it is dark—only the reddish light beneath the foundation of this corridor. Keesha cannot find the words to say, and she stays quiet until a woman in a pantyhose goes outside of a room and kissed Jostein on the cheeks. Keesha cannot believe her eyes to what she has just seen today… It feels like her heart is squeezing so tight, and her blood is going to her face. “Who is that master Jostein…,” she asked with a seductive tone of her voice—her fingers touch the neck down to his chest and squeezes his nipple thank makes him hissed.

USED BY MY STEPBROTHERS 5 I reached their door and pondered if I should knock or not, but decided not to. As soon as I opened the door, Kelvin quickly dashed towards me. Pulling me in he slammed the door shut with a thud that echoed through the apartment, and locked the door. He was on me in seconds. His hands were rough. He gripped my arms as he pinned me against the wall. The wood was cold and smooth against my back, a stark contrast to the heat of his body pressing into mine. He kissed me hard, his lips demanding, tasting of mint, and the chips we had earlier.