What Is Closed Door Romance Novels & Stories

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.

This woman was an exception. I remembered our wedding night. He'd called it an open marriage. A promise that we could have our games, but our hearts—and our family lines—were off-limits. Untouchable. The only rule. Once, a senator we worked with disrespected me. Said something crude. Before I could react, Damien had crushed his glass in his hand. Shards dug into his palm, blood dripping down. But he smiled at the terrified senator. "The Falcone family rule is no violence in business. But my rule is, no one disrespects my wife."

"This place... it might be a bit much. If it freaks you out, we can turn right around and leave. No pressure." Jay reached up, his fingers lightly brushing over the edge of my mask. "Open the door, Jake," he murmured softly, his eyes heavy with arousal. My heart hammered against my ribs. I turned the handle and pushed the heavy door open. The red room was dimly lit, drenched in deep crimson light and thick with the scent of leather, sweat, and heavy perfume. Everywhere you looked, bodies were entangled. Men and women were having sex openly on leather benches, padded tables, and plush rugs, using whips, restraints, and various toys.

When the doors closed, she let out a shaky breath, already aching. Room 1423. She knocked softly. The door opened almost immediately. Dominic pulled her inside, slamming it shut and pressing her against it in one fluid motion. His mouth claimed hers in a kiss that was all teeth and desperation. Hands roamed—cupping her ass, sliding up her thighs, discovering her lack of underwear with a deep, approving groan.

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“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

the guy whispered. "This is the guest room." she lied and he quickly disappeared into the walk-in closet. "Andra, I swear, if you don't open this door right now..." In a moment of courage, Andra opened the door and stepped outside to confront her fears. She shut the door behind her protectively and watched Dominic's hands gripping her partner's tie as his hazel eyes burned with fury. This was not how she had expected his return to be but she could not turn back the hands of time.

He maneuvered her to collide with his body as he pushed against her, using their bodies to close the door so fast that her head spun and arousal shot through her like wildfire. He closed the door and then crowded her against it. Their bodies were pressed so close together that they fit perfectly, like two halves coming together. He nuzzled her neck and then kissed her lips, slowly, sweetly, holding her close. His roaming, exploring hands were gentle, but seductive in their caresses, making her squirm for more. Felicity shivered at the wonderful feeling of arousal and securityshe felt both when she was with him. She curled her arms around his neck, arching into him.

BEST FRIENDS BECOME LOVERS PT 6 The library study room door locked with a quiet click. Emery’s back met the wall beside the narrow table. Ronan was already on him, mouth hard, hands working the button of his jeans open. The room was small, glass panel in the door covered only by a half-drawn blind. Footsteps and low voices moved past in the hallway every few minutes.

Eyes lock across a crowded room, or someone is doing dishes and their partner sneaks up to give them a hug and nibble on their ear. Romance is more than just bedroom mechanics. It’s all the moments leading up to and the moments after. Many romance books have no sex scenes at all, everything is fade to black or behind closed doors. Just like that for them, their small, sweet moments where everything in their relationship which were making their relation more stronger and bringing them closer at moments of life. "I want to say something to you" She said to him, still standing in her position.