Open Door Vs Closed Door Romance Novels & Stories

+ "Do you love me?" I asked, as I went to open the door to her room. Once we were both inside the room, the first thing I did was close the door. She stood still, waiting for me to approach. She loves me...she's burning inside...she wants me to be a romantic man but dominant at the same time. I moved closer to her, my lips touched hers, and I delighted in her enthusiasm for kissing. I had one hand in her hair, the other on her chin.

When I looked back, he was already sitting on my bed. Come on Maxine. You know this isn't right! One man and one woman inside a room, especially when they have feelings for each other, it's dangerous. "What are you doing? Close the door and come here," he offered, tapping the huge space on my bed. Let's just think that Adam is a gentleman. Right right. I shut the door per his request, but when a memory flashed while I looked at the closed door, my cheeks felt hot all of a sudden.

He said to me ferociously. I took two steps to my right, as he was thwarting my way, then I walked forward toward the door. I was in a hurry to get away from him, that when I reached the door I quickly opened and walked in. I took a deep breath, then I turned, holy crap, there were five interviewers and their eyes were widened by the sight of me. For a moment there I had forgotten about my negligée, I kept dragging my dress down, hoping it would touch my knees, but that was a dream.

He opens the door to his apartment to see the rain falling hard outside. I couldn't go out like that, and out of nowhere, he slammed the door shut in front of my eyes. Maybe it was the opportunity to run away. He takes me into his arms and clings to me, hitting my back against the wall, while his lips move along my neck. I wrap my legs around his waist, grabbing his member with my femininity, making me moan. "I know I promised you something else, but I'll hold on to you." He whispers sexily in my ear. "I'll pay you for this." He tells me licking my ear. "You'll have a good time." I do nothing but lick his lips.

She fell to her knees, blood pouring from her eyes, her mouth, and her hands. “No…” she whispered. “I… I was so close to it…” “You were never close,” I said, standing over her. “The Door doesn’t open for the strongest. It opens for the most trustworthy.” I turned. And placed my hand on the Door. Runes bloomed across its surface,blue, silver, crimson then dissolved into light. The Door swung open. Not with a roar. Like it had been waiting for me all along. Inside, there was no throne.

“Have you ever opened your door to find a this absolutely gorgeous, hunky, specimen of a man standing on the other side? I’ve dreamt just that, repeatedly, to the point that I’m frustrated with myself for not having a depth of imagination to move beyond this dream guy -pun intended- and into something more substantial. I mean, all he does is stand there with a sexy smirk on his face. Night after night, I see myself in this cozy little log cabin. There’s an enormous fieldstone fireplace dominating the room. The warmth from its roaring fire permeates every crack and crevice of the small, but spacious room. Either there’s no electricity, or it’s gone out for some reason because I’m sittin

After pulling her inside, he closed the door and pinned her back against it. He held both her hands above her head against the closed door, gripping her wrists with one hand while his other hand pressed against the door beside her. His avid gaze lingered on her slightly parted lips before slowly gliding down to her throat, settling on her cleavage, and then returning to meet her gaze. Her heart was in a whirlwind, beating loudly in her chest as she met his possessive gaze, her skin warming up. Within the next second, Roman's lips came crashing down on her's, seizing her lips in claiming kiss. He nipped at her lips, coaxing her to open her sweet mouth for him, as his hand settled on her waist

Leaning closer, my lips brush against his ear. “I’m going to open the door now,” I whisper. “You’re going inside.” A quiet pause follows. “Then we’re going to do all the things you planned.” My voice lowers slightly. “And whatever else I decide to add to your list.” Felix’s eyes open immediately. The door unlocks and swings inward. I hold it open. He moves quickly inside. I follow after him and lock the door behind us. The keys stay resting on the counter near the entrance. No point misplacing them later.

But no one dares to slow down or else they will be snatched by those dead looking hands. “A little more guys, I can see a door,” Van said breathlessly. They are almost there; the door is just fifteen paces away, then ten paces, then five. And now the door is within their reach and Van seizes the knob. “IT’S LOCKED,” he shouted as the others frantically bang the door with their fist. The creature is coming, and it’s almost here! With their minds high in adrenaline time seems to slow down. And the door opens and a pair of saving hands reaches for them.

His eyes followed me, brow furrowed. When I reached him, I didn’t stop right away. Instead, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, just slightly. And that almost made me laugh. I leaned in just enough for my voice to drop, softer now. “My dear husband…” I tilted my head, my gaze locking into his. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Silence. Yes, I would serve him that hot dish first.