Novel & Cerita Closed Door Romance

"You've made your point, very romantic, very gross, go. Shoo. Bedroom. Now." The couple climbed the stairs. “I really loved that. Care to do it again?” Caspian asked, almost out of breath. “Let’s do it. If you want, I can—” Dorian hadn’t finished his words when Caspian lunged at him, dealing their lips in another ferocious kiss. They stumbled slightly over the threshold of their bedroom door. It clicked shut behind them, cutting off Ronan's continued complaints and Amara's delighted cackling. Silence. Blessed, private silence.

It was specially designed for lovey-dovey couples who couldn't keep their hands off each other. She hurried out of the room and back into the parlor as though running from the sensual suggestions of the bedroom. She got down just in time to hear Dante waving off Aarush and Lorena "Boa noite" She heard Aarush call back and then Dante stood a moment longer at the door before closing it shut. Sophie swallowed hard. It felt awfully much like he was locking her in. She almost wanted to call out to him to not lock the door... To let her out so she could run far away from here.

The angry, shamed part of her still wanted to push him away, suspecting he had spent his absent night with another of his companions, and she remained stiff for a long moment, until his gentle mouth and softly caressing hands smoothed away her resistance. Their lovemaking was slow, almost tenuous, as they let their bodies speak all the things they both wanted to say. Or maybe she was misinterpreting his apologetic touches and soothing kisses. Perhaps she was fooling herself so she could continue sharing her body with him. Even the doubt of that couldn’t hold back her cries of passion, and she was eager for him when he lifted her thigh and entered her carefully, drawing out his possession unt

He pushed into me without warning, stretching and completing me. We always made love on the floor, knowing that our passion could easily break a bed. During our passionate encounter, every touch, every kiss, and every thrust brought us closer together, igniting a fire within us that consumed all other thoughts and worries. As our bodies moved in perfect harmony, the intensity of our connection grew, and I could feel the love and desire flowing between us. The room was filled with the sounds of our breathless moans and the rhythm of our bodies colliding. Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion, indulging in the pleasure that only we could share.

But he was done listening. He went straight to the door and slid the key into the lock. Inside the room, Ria’s heart dropped. She knew what was about to happen. Her body froze. The lock turned. The door opened slowly. Adrian stepped inside. His gaze met hers. And without saying a word, he shut the door behind him. The lock turned once again.

I expect him to fall on his knees and plead my forgiveness as though his life depends on it. Rather, he walked to the door, shoved me aside like a piece of rubbish, and shut it. He concealed the keys in his pocket and returned to me. Stupid me! The door was open all along for my escape and I couldn't utilize the opportunity. “So what are you saying?” He spread his arms so damn wide and tried to embrace me. I dodged him and ran to the other side of the bed. “There's no hiding place for you, Susan. I've prepared for this day in my life. We are going to make love tonight,” he vowed.

When the doors closed, she let out a shaky breath, already aching. Room 1423. She knocked softly. The door opened almost immediately. Dominic pulled her inside, slamming it shut and pressing her against it in one fluid motion. His mouth claimed hers in a kiss that was all teeth and desperation. Hands roamed—cupping her ass, sliding up her thighs, discovering her lack of underwear with a deep, approving groan.

I saw her whispering something to me, “I’ll leave the door slightly ajar for you. That way, you’ll better understand what I do with your husband behind closed doors.” With a mischievous wink, she finally said, “You know, Luna, no one gets a glimpse of what transpires between us behind closed doors. Everyone’s curiosity piques about the secrets concealed within those locked walls. Yet, I grant you access to the rendezvous between a seductive beauty like myself and your attractive husband. Consider it restricted access. However, if we climb up the bed, you wouldn’t be able to see it since it’s located in the left corner.”

Now he was right there. Sex wasn’t going to be anything important to her. He was the important thing. She would do anything she could to make sure that he stayed there with her. She went into the room and realized how different it was from the others. There were no windows that were able to see it. The one window was up high, and no one could see into it to view inside the room. She opened the bookcase and then went into the room and shut the door. She looked at Mack on the bed, who was in some pain when she did walk in. Though the second he saw her, he forced a mask on to hide the pain he was feeling.

But then— A knock at the door. Her eyes flew open. Panic seized her chest. “Elena,” Adrian’s voice came, low and unhurried. Her heart nearly stopped. She gripped the edge of the tub, water lapping at her skin. “Go away!” she snapped, too quickly, too desperately. Silence. Then the soft click of the door handle. The lock she thought she’d turned wasn’t engaged. The door swung open. Adrian stepped inside, closing it behind him. He leaned casually against the door, his gaze sweeping the room before landing on her. His smirk was lazy, predatory.