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

The days when we returned, we spend most of the time in my apartment in bed because I can’t get enough. I should’ve been working, and while I tried to pull my laptop out on several occasions, her body proves too much of a distraction.

“Do you realize we have been in bed for two days?” Amelia lazily mumbles in the pillow. “Why is there no search party for me?”

“Because you made up some pretty sweet lies,” I remind her with a smirk, trying to type an email to some moron in London. “And besides, it’s not like I’m holding you captive.”

She snorts before shuffling her face to the side. “I quote, ‘I’m holding you captive,’ end quote. I believe those exact words left your lips yesterday morning when I arrived here.”

Distracted once again, I slam my laptop shut and run my fingers along the curves of her spine. Her skin is smooth, flawless even. Just a simple touch, and I find myself hard, again.

“Are you complaining about the multiple orgasms you’ve received over the last day?”

With a wide grin, she turns around, her tits exposed, making me groan at the beautiful sight. They’re fucking perfect.

“Now, why would I complain about that? If anything, I’d encourage you to continue to make me come as you please.”

I climb on top of her, kissing her deeply before entering her without warning. Her back arches, her chest at my complete disposal as I tug on her nipples and suck them softly. She winces slightly, only because I ravaged them last night while fucking her in the shower.

Her moans become an addiction, a beautiful sound I’m desperate to hear each time my hands touch her skin. It doesn’t take us long before we both end on a complete high.

“That was…” she stammers, out of breath.

“Breathtaking?” I laugh, kissing the side of her neck.

“Amongst many things.”

“So, listen, I have to go into the office to get some work done,” I tell her, looking at the time. “You’re welcome to stay here, naked.”

“Nice offer. I’m going to head back to my parents’ place. I need some new clothes to change into. A few friends want to catch up tonight for dinner.”

I still my movements. “Which friends?”

“Girlfriends, you jealous freak. Well, tiny lie. Andy and girlfriends.”

“I never said I was jealous.”

“Uh-huh…” She nods with a knowing smirk. “By the way, we haven’t spoken about tomorrow night. I mean, that’s if you want to do something, or is the Boston thing true?”

Tomorrow night is New Year’s Eve. I don’t want to break it to her that Boston is, in fact, true. I’ll need to leave early to make it back here before midnight.

“There’s something I want to do with you,” I tell her teasingly.

“Is it dirty?”

“It depends on where you’re standing?”

“Huh?”

I kiss her lips, tasting her once again. “Come back here tonight, please?”

“It’ll be late,” she informs me.

“That’s okay. You know I barely sleep.”

Hopping out of bed, I find appropriate pants and a business shirt to wear. Once I’m dressed, I lean in to kiss her one more time before heading to the office.

As I sit at my desk, my fingers tap against the glass tabletop while I try to concentrate.

My mind begins to drift, and I find myself opening Insta and scrolling through Amelia’s photos. With the smiles and laughter, a typical young woman is living her life. Am I selfish for holding her back? I remember all the years I spent in college, the careless behavior, and the wicked parties. For me, not being in a relationship meant I could study and party. There was no one to occupy my time or fight for attention. This gave me the ability to dream big and complete my Master’s in Business.