Open Door Vs Closed Door Romance の小説・ストーリー

Andre doesn’t say or do anything as I pass him and duck under the bar, which just freaks me out even more. As I move into the service room in the back, I’m surprised to see that Don Romano is holding open a door that I didn’t even know was there – a portion of the wall that closes seamlessly into the wall and disappears when the door is closed. He laughs when my mouth makes a little “o” of surprise. “Step into my office, young lady,” he murmurs, holding it open for me. Anxious, I skitter past him and stand awkwardly inside while Romano flicks on the lights and lets the door drift shut behind him.

Roman’s door was closed. It always was. He never let me in. Not once. And I never asked why. Maybe because I was scared of what I’d find. Or scared of what it meant—that part of him would always be off-limits. But today, curiosity burned hotter than fear. I stood before the door, heart racing. The handle was cool under my fingers. I turned it. Unlocked. His scent hit me first. Clean, sharp, masculine. Like cedar and smoke. Like him.

By the time we reached the room door, I was shaking—not from fear, but from anticipation. Damon fumbled with the keycard, cursing under his breath when it didn’t work the first time. I smiled against his mouth because he refused to stop kissing me even while trying to get the door open. Finally, with a soft beep, the lock clicked. He pushed the door open and pulled me inside without breaking the kiss. The second the door shut behind us, everything else faded. It was just us. His hands slid up my sides. My fingers tugged him closer by the collar of his shirt. Our lips moved together like we were making up for every lost moment, every fear, every tear of the day.

"Hell, you won’t even look at me But your scent alone drives me crazy. Every day when I get home from work, I can feel you watching me through the peephole on your door. “Let me have you it's valentine's day after all”He quips out saying “Do you want to keep hiding in the shadows or can we finally make this real?” My heart starts to sprint. “I have to go.” “No, you don’t.” His blue eyes are twinkling with devilment. “What you really have to do is open this door, or else I’m going to jerk off to you right here and now.” My mouth hangs open slightly. “In the hallway?”

He kept watching my face as I stepped in. I walked forward, past him, and into his room. The door was still open behind me, and I turned to face him. He followed, and stepped in after me. The door swung closed, but not quite shut yet. We stood there looking at each other. The moment before the door closes. Before it begins. Where we still could turn back. But won't. I stood in his room in my blue dress and heels. The door was just slightly opened behind him. And we both knew that when that door closed, everything was going to not be as it right.

She took a step back, keeping her distance between us. I took another step towards her, moving inside her room. She took another step backward again, keeping her distance between us. Max was getting annoyed by this and so was I. I wanted to be close to her. I quickly closed the door behind me and locked it. Her eyes opened wide as saucers. "Romeo, I think you need to leave…” She softly said, now her scent mixed with arousal, which was driving me crazy. I shook my head, No, and she gulped.

Mabel’s POV… I watched him open the door to his bedroom. He walked in but didn’t shut the door yet, giving me a welcoming gesture. He didn’t know if I would accept the invitation, but it came as a surprise to him when I did. He shut the door after I entered, and then without any words being spoken, I moved closed to him and kissed him. It was an electrifying moment; his passionate and dominant demeanor sent shivers down my spine. I couldn’t help but be aroused, and I pressed my hips against him, craving his touch. Our tongues overlapped on each other as we deepened the kiss.

Walking around, he climbed in the driver’s side and we headed off for home… * We hadn’t even gotten to the front door before we were all over each other. We managed to get to the door without falling over, and then, somehow, Roman managed to unlock the door without even pulling away from the kiss which i thought was quite impressive. He didn’t even turn on any lights, he just turned around and locked the front door again and pulled me by the hand up the stairs to his room. I pulled him to me again and started kissing him like his kisses were air and I needed them to breath, His hands roamed my body before he pushed me flying backwards and I landed on his bed with a thump.

It was opened by her in a minute. "Hey what was tha-"I didn't let a bewildered Aitana complete her sentence and latched my lips with hers. She lost her balance by my sudden move but I held her protectively,by the kick of my leg,I closed the door.Her fingers locked into my hairs. We kissed as if there is no tomorrow.We both were fighting for dominance but I beat her.After a good five minutes I left her.Her lips were swollen and cheeks flushed. "It was terrific.Mr. De Niro you gave me heart attack."She palmed her left side of chest thus I noticed that she wore a simple loose top and hot pants.

Still, no one came to the door. Sierra was baffled. Chris had just responded to her, so why was he not opening the door for her? Did he not want to open the door for her? Even if Chris did not want to open the door, why did Paige not open the door for her either? Was Paige stopping Chris from opening the door for her? How could Paige do that? Chris was originally her fiance! Sierra bit her lip, her eyes teary. She waited a little longer, and still, no one answered the door. Aggrieved, she turned around to see Randall standing at the end of the corridor.