The Trouble With Us: A Second Chance Love Triangle (The Forbidden Love 2)

“Come here.”

I crawl over to him on all fours until I straddle him. His hands fumbled with the belt of the robe, yanking on the knot until it springs open and my body is completely exposed.

“I’ve fucking missed you.”

I stare into his eyes, losing myself in him. As he leans forward, my pulse races, craving him so much. His lips graze against mine, soft and teasingly. He withdraws but stays a breath away, leaving the spot he kissed burning like the touch of a flame. It pulsates through me, spreading like wildfire as his stare deepens.

Kisses trail my skin, igniting every sense. My hands cup his face as I moan softly. I never imagined how passionate foreplay could be by the simple act of kissing. It’s all so juvenile, and I love every second of it. There’s no rush, no pressure, just two people learning how to become one again. And this time, we have the freedom to be ourselves

without the pressure of hiding our relationship.

Will’s hand slides down my arm, past the curve of my breast, and rests on my thigh. I continue to straddle him, watching his penetrating gaze fall onto my breasts as he bites his lip to restrain himself.

No words need to be said, the silence speaking volumes as my hands wander toward the edge of his pants, pulling the string to loosen the waist. Will groans in my mouth while I lean forward, allowing him space to remove his pants in one swift move.

My heart is beating like a loud drum, the anticipation too much for my aching body to handle. Our eyes can’t break the stare until he brushes against my entrance and enters me whole. My back arches, a delicious moan escaping me as his lips find their way to my breasts. His tongue rolls around my nipples with a slight tug, enough for the pleasure and pain to spread throughout my entire body.

We move in sync, but as he predicted, his commands came hard and fast. He wanted all of me, demanding I ride him faster while he rests his hands behind his head. His gaze feasts upon my breasts with a delicious lick of his lips while I lust over his perfectly defined muscles.

I lean back, spreading my legs wide to give him full view. My hand wanders to my mouth, where I suck on my two fingers then slowly slide them down between my legs. In a circular motion, I rub my swollen clit and let out a moan.

“Fucking perfect,” he strains, barely holding on. “Come for me, baby. Show me how you make yourself come.”

His dirty words send me over the edge, along with the continual grind against his cock. We both finish at the exact same time as if our whole life depended on it. The ripples of delight spread through every inch of my body, the euphoria a constant state of high I never want to come down from.

I fall on top of him, trying to catch my breath. It takes a few minutes to control my breathing, giving me the energy to remove myself and lay beside him. I pull the covers over us as Will turns the lamp off, holding onto me in the dark.

“So, when you said forever….” I trail off, unable to hide my smile.

“The whole package, Amelia.” Will kisses my shoulder, tightening his grip on me. “Why, you scared?”

“When have I ever been scared? You’re dealing with the original daredevil.”

“But this is different.”

I raise his hands to my lips, kissing them softly. “Hear me out before you get all jealous, and we get into a fight because we’re both stubborn. When I said yes to Austin, I hesitated. I knew it wasn’t right but didn’t know why either. I remember asking questions or saying something about being young. I can’t exactly remember. My point is, I was scared because I knew it was wrong.” Inside my embrace, I can feel Will tense. “But with you, there is no fear. I want it all too, Will.”

“It’s not going to be easy, though, you know that?”

“Because sometimes you’re a pain in the ass and think you know it all? An arrogant bastard, as such.”

Will digs his finger into my ribcage, causing me to yelp. “I mean, we still have the matter of your father.”

I didn’t want to mention my earlier call with Dad. When it comes to their relationship, the two of them need to build the bridge without me standing in the middle handing them the tools. They are both hot-headed, and despite Will arguing the said fact—he is exactly like my father.

“Will,” I mention softly. “There is my father, but what about us? You live here. I live close to campus. How are we going to make this work? I mean, I can visit, but the commute will be hard with some classes being later in the afternoon.”

“Shhh,” he whispers, holding onto me tight. “We have all the time in the world to figure that out. But for tonight, we need to make up for lost time. You ready for round two?”

I let out a small chuckle, turning myself around so we’re face to face.

“How many rounds are we talking about tonight?”

“Hmm…as many as you can handle.”

My lips graze his, tugging on his bottom lip with my teeth. “I’m always ready for you. The real question is, are you ready for me?”

I place both hands on his chest, kissing his neck to then trail down his body until I’m inches away from his hard cock. My tongue swirls around his shaft, desperate to take him all in as his groans come hard and fast.