When Love Comes Knocking Novels & Stories

KENDRICK I woke up before she did. Yulia was still curled against my chest, breathing slowly, completely relaxed like nothing in the world could reach her here. For a second, I just watched her. My arm tightened around her instinctively. Then— “Boom, boom, boom!!” The knock was neither soft nor polite. It was insistent. I exhaled through my nose. Whoever it was, they clearly didn’t value their life. Another knock. Then the door handle moved.

One Last Time: The Ex Who Fucked Her Raw I was half asleep when the banging started. Three hard knocks, then a pause, then three more. The kind of pounding that says the person on the other side is not going away until you open up. My heart jumped into my throat. I knew that rhythm. It was him.

I drowned in my sorrow. I heard a knock and decided to ignore it, hoping that whoever is on the other side of the door, will just go away. I heard the knock again but I was deaf to it, just like I was deaf and motionless when Cara was being taken away. The third time I heard the knock, I grew anxious but still ignored it, I was soon pleased to hear silence. ‘Whoever was there must have given up’ I thought to myself. Until I heard the doorknob turning and the door creek opened. “I’m sorry to disturb you Sir, but I came to find out if I should bring dinner to you here or would you be coming down to the first floor, for dinner?” I heard Lily’s voice. “Lily, I love how you apologize for disturbi

This marriage, without even a license, wasn't worth mourning. As the red light blinked to green, she quickened her pace and blended into the crowd. Suddenly, a voice reached her ears. "Kimberly? Is that you?"

But I am really praying n asana don't open when knocking! "K-Kent, we need to stop someone is knocking on my door!" Weak but emphatic when I told him but he didn't seem to hear anything because he accelerated his movements on top of me so I couldn't do anything but moan. I'm close but someone is knocking on my room's door! My gosh! "Kent!" I called him and he finally let me out. He felt his stiff while gradually if you feel it how hot he fills my womanhood. His cum!

I was getting fucking close, I could feel my balls tightening, while my cock swelling inside her tightest hole. Almost cumming And that was when three loud knocks echoed through the house. *Knock. Knock. Knock.* “Honey…? You home?” Mr. Williams’ voice boomed from downstairs.

Knock knock knock There was a knock on the door, and Vallen remained silent until it was confirmed that the person who came was not an enemy or someone who was after her life, "Daughter, it looks like someone is out there. Why don't you open the door?" she asked. "Sorry, Gran, until we can confirm who knocked on the door. I can't just open the door." Vallen replied with a shake of her head. Then the next second, there was another knock on the door from outside and someone's voice. "Honey... are you in this room? Tell me, dear. I'm sorry I came too late and put you in danger."

“Knock” “Knock” I hear a pounding sound from the door and realize that it is the owner and this time he means business because when I look out the window before opening the door, I notice that he looks pissed. Murmuring softly before opening it, “I bet he heard the commotion and is here to get rid of me, if not worse.”

*** *knock**knock**knock* The continuous knocking on my door doesn’t stop, for a moment I decide to ignore it until the person goes away, but the knocking doesn’t stop; each knock being louder than the last one. Who could be knocking at this hour of the night, it’s 2am in the morning, shouldn’t this person be sleeping. I lazily pull myself out of bed as I sleepily stagger to the door, careful not to trip. “Who’s that?” I ask with a yawn, the knocking immediately stops at the sound of my voice, the person on the other side of the door clears their throat before speaking up, “it’s me, open the door” “Nek!” I say in surprise, “what are you doing here?” I ask, “I came to get you”. I shake my hea

We both moaned softly, caught in the delicious tension. Slowly, deliberately, he entered me. I squeezed my eyes shut, a mixture of pain and pleasure flooding me as he filled me completely. Once inside, Travis pressed his body flush against mine, moving slowly, carefully. “I love you. I love you, Kourtney,” he whispered hoarsely, breath warm against my skin. Before I could answer, a sharp series of loud knocks rattled the door. I froze. Who could that be now? The knocking persisted, louder, more urgent.