Open Door Romance Novels Novels & Stories

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.

Especially with the shocks that occur. Because in fact, outside there was a foot that kicked the door. “Velia! Open the door!” It was familiar to Velia’s ears. She knew who was coming to her house. “Open the door or I’ll break, damn it!” It took Velia a while to gather her courage. She opened the door and found a bunch of tattooed, big-titted thugs looming in the front door of the door. “Good. It would be nice if you would open the door.”

She thought maybe it was because she haven't had any in three years and that her hormones are suddenly active. Elissa pressed the doorbell, waiting for him to open the door. A few seconds later, the door pushed open and Carson's face came into view. He was wearing only dark formal pants, and his upper body was sinfully bare. Elissa's breath hitched and she looked away so as to not get tempted. Apart from his complicated personality Carson was really handsome, and when he was wearing nothing, he looked more glorious. Carson smirked finding Elissa's cheeks red. “Come in,” he said. He closed the door after Elissa came in.

Louise smirked “Its been a while, darling that we met again. I guess we are destined to be together “ and he suddenly held her two hands and kissed her hand as he gave an prince impression towards her. Girls at side became envious and mad towards Loki. “ Wait! You misunderstood guys! I don’t know him! “ Loki sighed and kept her awkward face. "Louise, can you please sit down now?" Their professor interrupted Louise and their class going to started. "AL righty, Sir!" Louise sat down as he placed his elbow on the table and his eyes kept flirting at Loki. He reached his hand over to her, giving a letter saying "thank you for saving me, my darling"

Could she sense me? After a couple of seconds, she went in and closed the door. I smirked to myself. She really was pretty and there was just something about her that really caught my interest. Was it her looks? Possibly. Was it her scent? Most likely, but I wanted to get closer so I looked for an opening... ...and then found one. Her bedroom window was open and I managed to climb in without making a single sound... ****

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.

The ones who were asleep were jolted to awareness by their mates, and they joined in the frenzy. "What’s going on?" I wanted to know, but before I could get a reply from anyone, the door to the room was pulled outwards and a woman in stringy dreadlocks marched in, terrible looking in battle regalia. She had a wide mouth, big eyes, and a bad stoop when she walked, but it could never be taken as weakness. The soft moonlight poured in through the door, allowing some of the odour to leave our surroundings. She examined each of her faces, hers rough with an ugly frown marring it the more.

Writes romance fiction from YA to adult, contemporary to fantasy. Most Kage stories lean more toward the lighter, sillier side with a couple meaningful moments thrown in. Focuses more on entertainment value and emotional impact. Lives with hubby, two daughters, cat Holly, and nine cuckoo clocks in southeast Kansas, USA. Farm girl. Parents were dairy farmers. Was youngest of eight. Big family. Day job as a library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can't decide). Justice League

Oh my God, my worst nightmare. "So a woman got my husband to say the words "Open Marriage" in four hours, while I can't get him to agree to a blow job ten years." I gasped throwing my journal. "Which man says no to a blow job, that's his loss." "I am defiantly saying no to this, I am shutting it down." No way my husband is going to screw the lobby bitch. My new nickname for her. "The wrong move, then he will cheat. this open marriage is a good thing, you will be in control and it's just going to be for two weeks plus you get to have other guys."

Elena's POV I thought it was just my imagination playing tricks on me until I opened my eyes and saw him standing before me. Oh no. This can't be real. I closed my eyes, hoping he would disappear but by the time I opened again, he was still there staring erotically at my widely opened legs. My body suddenly went rigid. How did he get into my room? I was sure I locked the door. I instantly yanked my fingers away and pressed my thighs together, desperate to hide the shameful display. As much as I craved him, I couldn’t let myself look so… needy. So cheap.