What Is A Closed Door Romance Novels & Stories

Of us. I knocked softly. The door opened almost immediately. Roman stood there in a simple black button-down and dark jeans, sleeves rolled up, looking unfairly handsome and relaxed in his own space. His eyes softened the moment he saw me. “You came,” he said, voice warm. “I said I would.” He pulled me inside gently, closing the door behind us. Instead of immediately kissing me like he usually did, he wrapped his arms around me in a long, tight hug. I melted into it, breathing in his familiar scent.

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.

But the door creaked open anyway, and the scent of Shumukh by The Spirit of Dubai filled the room like a ghost I couldn't outrun. I turned my head abruptly, my breath catching as I saw Dominic, his frame casting a long shadow across my room. I inhaled sharply, quickly wiping my face, "Leave me alone." "I wish I could," His voice was steady. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him. My fingers curled into my sheets, "Can I have a moment to be miserable in peace?" "No." I let out an exhausted sigh, finally looking up at him, "Can you at least pretend to respect boundaries?"

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.

he ordered, as Eloise found her feet moving unwillingly, he walked into his room, slamming the door behind him, leaving Eloise outside, Eloise stood for a very long time, disappointed at how things had turned out between them, but she's not going to give up just yet, she'll keep apologizing till he forgives her. … Hello my lovely readers, hope you've been enjoying this book so far, feel free to drop your comments and thoughts about this book and don't forget to vote please. DO CHECK OR ADD OTHER BOOKS OF THE AUTHOR… *REVENGE ON THE MAFIA LORD *JUST ONE MONTH *THE FORBIDDEN ROMANCE YOU CAN ALSO CHECK MY I*******M PAGE, TO SEE THE APPEARANCE OF YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS,TO MAKE READING MORE FUN

There was no wait for the elevator, but another couple was already in it, so Ryan and his Mom gave them a nod of greeting and stood silently beside each other until it got to their floor. “We’re not pretending anymore are we?” Ryan asked as they walked the remaining few yards to their door. He pulled the key out of his pocket and paused, waiting for her answer. “No,” Brandi said, “We’re not pretending.” The door opened and Mom and son stood framed in it, kissing passionately, their tongues flickering forward and back as their hands slid over each other’s bodies. When they broke this time it was Ryan who reached down for his Mom’s hand and led her into their room, closing the door behind him.

My hips rolling faster, clit throbbing as I rode my fingers, when the door suddenly creaked open. Fuck…the door was not locked after all. Max leaned in the frame,his beer gone, pupils blown wide. “Jesus, kid.” His gaze wasn't scolding. It was worshiping, as he watched me scramble for the blanket that had somehow slipped off. I could see the way his cock strained against the zipper, begging to be free. I could see the outline, it was thick, curved…just right. I froze, my fingers buried to the knuckle in my pussy.

And then the door opened. Neither of them had heard the footsteps. Neither of them had even thought to lock the door. Nora gasped, spinning halfway around as Ellis stepped into the room. He stopped cold. His eyes took in the scene — her flushed cheeks, her bare chest, the glistening curve of her breasts, the way Roman stood so casually behind her, hand resting on the small of her back like he owned her. Ellis blinked once, twice. Then the corner of his mouth curled. “Well,” he said slowly, closing the door behind him with a soft click. “Looks like I missed the meeting memo.”

It disappeared and the gates open. “She, does he means Ana or the girl in black?” Van thought. Van and Cara are the first to enter the gates. Kirsten and the rest hesitated, yet no one wants to be left out here with the metal face so they follow with their eyes closed. Van and the rest then emerge into a vast chamber or a void perhaps for there is no floors, walls or ceilings here. There are only doors here, lots and lots of doors floating around like hooded ghosts. Van approaches the nearest one. The door must be more than eight feet tall for it towers above Van’s head. Carved around the decorated knocker is an inscription:

"It makes me sad that you're throwing me away just for wimp, what's so special about that guy?" "Quit talking about Yuji, you have nothing to do with the person I like." Toma glares at him. It made Noru upset seeing Toma acting like this towards him, he was always used to his passive attitude. He used to always have his way with. "Okay, whatever." He managed to grin at him, as he touches Toma's shoulder. "I still want to have fun with you though, unless you want my mouth spreading your secret." Toma closes the door behind him and begins to unbutton his shirt shamelessly infront of Noru. "Fine. But consider this the last time I'll ever sleep with you."