The Trouble With Love: An Age Gap Romance (The Forbidden Love 1)

Desperate to clear my rambling mind, my boxers come off without a second thought. She hovers back over me, but not

before removing a condom from my drawer. The foil packet stills my movements.

Great, I completely forgot for the first time ever.

Tearing the packet between my teeth in desperation, I quickly place it on the tip of my shaft and slide it down. What I would do to feel her bareback.

Clutching the back of her neck, I draw her close to me, my mouth eager to kiss her deeply. I give her one more chance to walk away, knowing that whatever the hell happens tonight, it’s doing things to me I’ve never experienced before—an out-of-body experience consuming me in unimaginable ways.

“If you tell me to stop…”

“Will,” she breathes, sliding herself on as her mouth parts slightly. I close my eyes, biting down as the sensation grapples my shaft and pleasures me without even the slightest of movement yet. “Fuck me, please.”

Her begging spurs on the beast within me. I grip her hips, watching her body ride me. Goosebumps cover every inch of her, and her nipples are hard as I pinch them softly. Her cries are mixed with moans, the sound fighting for attention with the grunts my body expels.

Shuffling my body, so I’m sitting up, it allows me to bury myself deeper within her.

Amelia’s face is in line with mine, so close as we lose ourselves in the heat of the moment, and kissing her becomes an addiction I don’t want ever to cure.

Pulling away while arching her back, she calls my name until I slide my hand behind her neck again and beg her to look at me.

And at this moment, our eyes connect so profoundly, my emotions run wild in fear.

This isn’t just a moment, and let’s say this is one time, how I do I even begin to forget how easily I’m willing to give up everything to be inside her. How desire drives me to make careless decisions because the smell of her skin is nothing like I imagined it to be. I’m lost, wandering the paths of hell because the taste of heaven is lingering on my lips.

But then she scrapes her thumb on my bottom lip, causing the feverish spell within me to intensify.

“Come with me,” I demand with a rasp. “I want you to come with me.”

Her lips crash onto mine, the taste so delicious. I beg my body not to release now, willing the restraint to last just a little bit longer, so we both feel the rush in sync. “I’m ready, Will.”

My hands lace around her neck, our foreheads touching as I thrust inside her. She rides my cock, a rhythm building momentum until all I feel is her muscles tighten around my shaft. My body jerks forward, a shiver following as a deep grunt escapes me, and my body basks in euphoria.

My eyes blink rapidly, sweat dripping off my forehead while I try to gather my bearings and gain visibility again. The momentary flash of lights blinds me, as does the pleasure overcoming every inch of my body.

Our breaths, uneven, echo inside the room.

Slowly, she slides herself off, collapsing beside me and pulling the sheet over her. I discard the condom, tossing it on the floor, and turn to face her.

“Now what?” I ask, breathless, spreading tiny kisses on her arm.

“I don’t know,” she answers truthfully. “I thought you were a one-time guy.”

Slightly hurt by her assumptions, I climb back on top of her to make her understand the truth. I’m held hostage to her deep stare, shades of green locking me in some sort of trance.

“We can’t be together,” I remind her.

“I know.”

“It’s forbidden.”

“Completely taboo. You’re like family.”

“You’re like a little cousin,” I tell her, my eyes falling onto her lips, the stir below awakening my desire again. “Though not so little… a beautiful, sexy, gorgeous…” I kiss her shoulder until I’m on her lips, “… woman.”

“Plus, I’m not actually related to you.”

“Still off-limits.”