What Is A 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.

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

And then the moment she was in, he closed the door and slowly backed her against it before he brought his lips down. This was why she was failing. This was why she couldn’t separate real life and pretend. This was why she was getting so attached. Roman kissed like he was made for it. His lips... They fueled heat in her veins that melted her bones. All the time. He worshipped her body like it was just the two of them in the whole world, and she supposed it was. He was her whole world.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

Sophia tried to engage Ronan again, but he remained polite and distant, his hand occasionally brushing Willow’s lower back when no one was looking — a secret reminder. Later that night, back in his office after the gala, Ronan locked the door and pulled Willow against him. He kissed her with raw emotion — not just dominance, but love and reassurance. He stripped her slowly, worshipping every inch of her body with his mouth and hands, leaving fresh marks over the old ones. When he finally slid inside her, it was slow, deep, and passionate. He made love to her on his desk, staring into her eyes the entire time, whispering promises between every thrust.

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

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.

As we near the hired ride, Callum asks, “May I open your door for you, miss?” “You may, Callum,” I say, just as the driver looks like he’s going to get out of the car and do it for me. Sensing the same thing Ido, Callum wastes no time. He releases my hand, jogs over to the passenger side door and opens it. As if he took tips from the doorman, he bows. In a flourish, he holds out a hand and grabs my fingers. “May I see you to your seat, Miss Nora?” he asks, his mouth twisting into a lightly mischievous grin. A beautiful contrast to his noble-looking eyes

I followed him, a slightly timid smile on my lips, my heart beating with impatience. In his bedroom, the light was soft, creating a soothing aura that contrasted with the excitement coursing through me. Romain moved gently, freeing me from my jacket and carrying me, his gaze never leaving mine. Each gesture was imbued with a palpable sensuality. He closed the door behind him, and in that small room, we merged into a bubble of intimacy.

I kept pacing, stretching, running my tongue over my teeth just to keep from walking straight to her room and demanding more. By the time the house went quiet, I couldn’t resist the desire anymore. I heard her door shut, and that was it. I wasn’t about to let her curl up under her sheets and convince herself it never happened. She didn’t get to escape like that, not after melting against me, not after the way her chest pressed against mine like she wanted to crawl inside me. I waited long enough to give her the illusion of peace, then I pushed her door open. She was perched on her bed with a book in hand, still in her shorts and loose shirt, hair falling messily around her shoulders. Her hea