Open Door Vs Closed Door Romance Novels & Stories

Instead, I remain frozen in place, caught by that same magnetic pull that had drawn me toward them from the very beginning. Whether it was the way his gaze locked me in place, the scent of his cologne—a sweet, intoxicating mix of fresh soap and musk—or simply the fact that his body was so close to mine, I couldn't tell. Whichever it was, it kept me rooted to the spot until his fingers slipped between mine. He lifts our joined hands between us before speaking. "It's an open marriage." His thumb brushes over the place where my wedding ring should have been—the same ring I'd contemplated flushing down the toilet this morning before ultimately tossing it aside.

The sex had been mind-blowing, his mouth on my clit, sucking until I bucked against his face; his tongue fucking into me before he replaced it with his cock, slamming home. After what felt like hours, I forced myself up. I dressed in soft leggings and an oversized sweater, something comfortable to hide in. Grabbing the book I'd abandoned weeks ago, a steamy romance that now felt tame compared to my reality. I curled up on the bed, trying to lose myself in the pages. A knock at the door jolted me. Before I could respond, it creaked open, and Roman stepped in, his presence filling the room. He sat on the edge of the bed, close enough that I could smell his clean scent.

"She's dead as soon as she opens the door for them! Paolo will snatch everything he sees, Quinto will throw open all the windows to attract the zombies, and Marco will force her into giving up her supplies at knife point!" "And when they eventually kill her dog in the end, that good-for-nothing Valerio will still be too damn scared to even make a peep!" However, if I didn't open the door for them, all four of them would die outside my door. "Gemma Barletta!" Valerio pounded on the door again. "The zombies are right outside! You heard them! Hurry up and open the door!" Paolo also threw his weight against the door, making the door shake and rattle even more loudly than before.

He lost it then. Rafe dropped his hands to her waist and hoisted her up. Her legs wrapped around his waist immediately. One moment of sanity told him that his door was still open. Yes, it was late and mostly everyone had gone home but he didn’t want an audience — no, he didn’t want any interruptions. Quickly with her still wrapped around him, her fingers fisting in his hair as their tongues dueled aggressively, he quickly closed the distance with five large steps, kicked the door shut then pushed her up against it when it latched in place. Freeing his hand for a moment, he turned the lock to the door then let it roam free all over her body while the other held up her weight. He wanted to tou

And i think it’s challenging because you three will have sex. I continue pleasuring my self when i heard a doorbell, maybe that was the pizza delivery. I grabbed the towel and roll it to my body and open the door. I saw a handsome guy in my door. my brows arched. Is he the pizza delivery he’s so handsome to become a pizza delivery then i think a playful game. I slowly let go of the towel that covering me. I saw how his dick stand up like his ready to enter my pussy. I grabbed his hands and lock the door. He immediately pinned me in the back of the door and kissed me. I kissed him back and my hands travel to his pants and removed it. Thank god that his wearing a large shirt so it’s easy to re

Kelvin opened the car door for Julia with a gallant gesture, a small act of chivalry that brought a radiant smile to her face. She slid into the passenger seat, her heart still fluttering from the lingering traces of their kiss. The car hummed to life, and they embarked on a short journey to a nearby restaurant, their hands now intertwined, fingers interlocking as if to solidify their emotions. As they arrived at the restaurant, Kelvin once again opened the door for Julia, a gesture that spoke volumes about his respect and admiration for her. She stepped out, her eyes meeting his, and a silent understanding passed between them a promise of shared moments and the feeling of something beautifu

Jack skillfully kissed me to the limit of his highest libido until he couldn't resist anything anymore. The door to the vast room closed automatically. Jack carried me to the bed and took off all the clothes I was wearing. "Then someone will see, how?" "Don't worry, honey. No one can open or close the door of this room except me, the owner personally.” In Jack's rising and falling breaths, I followed the game. Slowly, I enjoyed his flirting, climbing the cliff of romance that spurred passion until it reached the seventh heaven. "I-I've arrived..." I let out a long groan with my body convulsing. The pulse of passion spread throughout the body. Jack kissed me fiercely.

I took the elevators up to our floor and when I reached, I ran fast to my office but stopped when I noticed that Anthony’s office door was still open. I thought he had left already so it was surprising to see his door open. Unless he had left it open, or someone was in the office which was dangerous a this hour. I approached the door to close it only to find Anthony and Ida in a lip lock. My legs weakened, almost making me fall. I covered my mouth and my eyes teared up as I stared at them. Ida had her arms around his shoulders as her head moved, probably kissing deeper. My chest tightened and I took several steps backward.

She pushed the door with all the strength her trembling limbs could muster. But Ryan was faster and stronger. His foot, clad in a dirty sneaker, jammed into the doorframe a second before it closed completely. The thud of wood against his foot must have hurt, but he didn't even seem to notice. With a grunt of effort, he forced the door back, his body mass easily crushing her resistance. "Don't be like that, kitten. It's not polite to leave your fiancé outside." The door flew open, causing Theresa to stumble backward. Ryan stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a final click that sounded like a tombstone falling into place. His eyes roamed over her towel-clad body, and the gleam in t

“Next time, let me get the door for you. I don’t care that you can do it or that you had to do it with your ex. You are mine to take care of, including the small things like opening your door for you.” “Okay.” she said, her eyes meeting mine as she gritted her teeth together. The fight was still so strong in her and I loved that about her. She was fierce and I knew that no matter how much I took control of her, she would always have that fire to her that I craved. I stepped back, my fingers trailing down her arm until I reached her hand. Threading our fingers together, I pulled her closer to me before shutting the door behind her. Andreena and I walked up the sidewalk to the little bistro an