Forbidden First Times: A Contemporary Romance Collection

by Sofia T Summers

  Bridging the gap between our bodies, I leaned in and kissed her. As soon as my lips touched my sweet girl’s mouth, she moaned softly and arched her back, pressing her body against mine. Instantly, my hands were on her, holding her tightly and roaming her curves. Annie and I stepped back without breaking the kiss, until she was pressed against the counter. Feeling her soft body against mine was driving me wild, and I slid my tongue into her mouth, tasting the wine and sweetness of her natural taste.

  “Oh my god,” Annie breathed into my mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck and clung harder to me, undulating her hips between my body and the counter. I was already feeling like I was going to explode, but I didn’t want this to be the fast-paced fuck that we’d had before. I wanted to take my time with her, to show her how much I desired her and wanted her.

  How much I needed her.

  I sucked Annie’s lower lip into my mouth and nibbled it while running my hands up and down her arms, caressing her softly. She whimpered with pleasure as I broke the kiss and moved my mouth lower to taste her neck and collarbone and shoulder. Her skin was slightly damp from sweat, and she tasted deliciously salty and sweet at the same time. I trailed kisses her down her delicate neck, nudging her chin up to expose even more of her creamy skin as I did so. Annie tangled her hands in my hair and thrust her hips harder against mine as I moved lower, nudging the neckline of her sundress to the side and biting her shoulder.

  “Elliot,” Annie moaned. Hearing her say my name was magic. The urgency and passion in her voice sent red-hot lust flowing through my body, and I groaned as I sucked her neck and collarbone.

  “Don’t leave a mark,” Annie panted. “My, my parents—”

  I silenced her with a kiss, sensually moving my lips against hers. Annie whimpered and moaned into my mouth and ran her hands down my back, gripping my muscles through my shirt. I broke the kiss and dropped to my knees, nuzzling her soft belly through the thin, flimsy material of her dress. Through the fabric, I could already smell her musky arousal, and knowing that she was soaking wet for me drove me insane. The temptation to rip the dress from her curvy body was insanely strong, but instead, I lifted the skirt to her waist and pulled her panties down with my free hand.

  “Spread your legs,” I growled.

  Annie was trembling and shaking with excitement and anticipation as she obeyed, standing a shoulder’s width apart and exposing her beautiful pink pussy. Her blonde pubic curls were soaked with her juices, and I spread her pussy lips and buried my face between her legs.

  As soon as my mouth fastened on her clit and began to suck, Annie let out a wild howl of pleasure. Her thighs quivered and shook, and she braced herself with one hand on my head and the other hand on the counter, arching her back and spreading her legs as wide as she could while still remaining upright. I slid a finger inside of her pussy and gently rubbed her G-spot, causing her to cry out and shake even harder. She tasted so fucking amazing – musky and sweet, and her juices ran down my lips and chin as I suckled her clit and pushed another finger into her tight little body.

  “Elliot,” Annie moaned loudly as she ground her pussy against my mouth. “Oh my god, please, please don’t stop!”

  Nothing in the world is gonna make me stop wanting you, I thought as I closed my eyes and licked her.

  I’m going to want you for the rest of my goddamned life.

  9

  Annie

  The feelings coursing through my body were so strong, so intense, that I couldn’t believe I’d actually been with Elliot before. Hot shivers were running up and down my spine and I bucked my hips and gasped, so eager for more that I could hardly stand it. My heart was racing in my chest, and I reached down and tangled my hands in Elliot’s hair, grinding hard on his mouth. Pleasure burst and exploded in my lower belly, and I held my breath and whimpered as Elliot slid a third finger inside of my pussy. I could feel that I was close to the edge, but I didn’t want to come without him inside of me, and I twisted my hips away.

  “Please,” I begged. “I want you.”

  Elliot wiped his mouth on the back of his arm and got to his feet, wrapping his arms around me and giving me a passionate kiss. As I tasted myself on his lips and tongue and chin, a deliciously naughty idea came to me, and I blushed hard. Gently, I pushed Elliot back and stepped away from the counter. We locked eyes, and I took the hem of my sundress in both hands and without breaking eye contact, lifted it over my head. My whole body was tingling and flushing as I unhooked my bra and let it fall to the ground. Standing completely naked in front of Elliot, I watched the lust and passion in his emerald eyes blaze fire.

  “I want to please you,” I said softly, dropping to my knees and reaching for the fly of his pants. Elliot groaned as I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers, pulling them down in one smooth motion. His magnificent cock, veiny and throbbing, sprang free and I moaned softly just at the sight of it. The thought that he was the one who had taken my virginity, that he was the one who had filled me so thoroughly and completely, made me swoon, and I wrapped my hand around the base of his shaft and began to pump my fingers up and down. Elliot groaned loudly and thrust his hips forward. His cock was so massively thick that I could hardly wrap my hand around it, and I moaned softly before licking my lips and opening my mouth to taste him.

  As soon as my tongue and lips touched Elliot’s soft skin, he groaned again and arched his back, pushing his hips forward and filling my mouth. My lips were stretched around his perfect dick, and as I continued moving my hand up and down, I bobbed my head, taking as much of his beautiful cock as I could with every movement. He tasted so good – salty and clean – and I closed my eyes and moaned on his dick as I swirled my tongue over the head. I could taste his delicious pre-cum and Elliot grunted as he thrust his hips harder, pushing his cock deep into my mouth and down my throat until my lips were sucking the base of his shaft.

  “Fuck, Annie,” Elliot groaned through clenched teeth. He buried a hand in my blonde curls and gently pulled my hair, just hard enough to mix a touch of pain with the pleasure still coursing through me.

  Elliot pulled away and looked down at me with lusty intensity in his beautiful eyes. He unbuttoned his shirt as I got to my feet. As soon as I was standing, he pulled me into a passionate kiss. His tongue flicked against mine, and I whimpered into his mouth as he put his hands on my hips and walked me back to the counter. Without breaking the kiss, Elliot moved his hands to my waist and lifted me into the air, setting me down on the counter where I spread my legs and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

  When his cock slid inside of me, it was pure heaven. I gasped loudly into Elliot’s mouth as he filled me, burying himself inside of me to the hilt. For a moment, we stayed together without moving. Then, Elliot slid his hands down to my thighs and spread them almost painfully wide before driving into me hard, again and again. Every time his body slammed against mine, he rubbed against my clit and I gasped as intense, hot pleasure flooded me again and again. I whimpered and moaned and closed my eyes, pushing myself to the edge of the counter. Waves of ecstasy washed over me, and I put my hands on his shoulders, pulling him close and kissing him hard as he drove into me.

  Elliot groaned into my mouth and sucked my lower lip. His hands moved to my breasts and cupped them, rubbing my nipples with his fingers and pinching them. He dipped his head to my chest and sucked them, one by one, and the sensation was just enough to push me over the edge. As my orgasm mounted and crested inside of me, I kissed him desperately hard, biting his lips and sucking his tongue.

  “Fuck, Annie,” Elliot groaned. Passionate waves of sheer bliss washed over me, and I had no choice – I had to surrender, had to let him take me, and make me his. The sensations only grew stronger by the second, and as I screamed and shrieked with ecstasy, I felt Elliot’s begin to come hard inside of me, filling me with his seed.

  “Yes,” I gasped loudly. “Yes, Elliot, god!”

  Elliot bucked and gasped, grunted, then plowed hard and du
g his fingers into the cheeks of my ass. As we came together, it was like nothing I had ever experienced in my life.

  It was only as the shockwaves of pleasure began to fade inside of my body that I noticed my thigh muscles were straining and shaking and aching. The edge of my ass hurt from the hard edge of the counter, and as soon as Elliot pulled his soaking cock out of me, I slid down to my feet. My legs were as shaky and steady as a newborn colt’s, and I barely felt that I could stand as I reached for my panties and bra.

  “Wait,” Elliot said. He grinned at me, then brushed my sweaty curls away from my face before leaning in for a kiss. The touch of his lips against mine made me tingle all over again, and I moaned softly as we pulled away.

  Elliot reached for my wine glass and handed it to me. Then he took his, and we clinked.

  “Don’t go yet,” he said. “Lie down with me for a while, okay?”

  I nodded. I was exhausted – he’d completely worn me out, but the thought of going home and lying in my Elliot-less bed was almost physically painful.

  Still naked, Elliot led me out of the kitchen and through the living room, up his massive staircase and into a luxurious bedroom with a large bed. The décor was tasteful and masculine, just like Elliot himself, and I wasn’t surprised to see that he had silk sheets when he pulled back the duvet.

  “This feels good,” I purred as I lay down in bed, carefully setting my wine glass down on the nightstand.

  Elliot nodded. He lay next to me and draped an arm around my belly, pulling me close.

  “I’m so glad you came over tonight,” he said in a husky voice. “Thinking about you has been driving me insane. I haven’t been able to get anything done.”

  I giggled softly. “Same,” I admitted. “Well, not like I have a job or anything. But maybe soon.”

  Elliot nodded, and I propped myself up on my elbows to reach for my wine. The dry, crisp drink was the perfect thing after the insane orgasm from Elliot had just rocked my world, and I sipped it, closing my eyes and savoring it.

  “I’m not much of a drinker,” I said, feeling almost shy as I set the glass down on the counter. “But this is perfect right now.”

  Elliot nodded again. “So,” he said. “Are you seeing anyone?”

  I burst out laughing. “Oh my god, no,” I said. “Like I’d ever do something like this if I was!”

  “It’s just, what your parents said ...”

  “Oh, God, I know,” I said, putting my face in my hands and groaning. “I don’t know why they brought it up. I kept sweating like, oh my god, they totally know! And then after dinner, my mom actually asked me if I was gay. She said that she always expected me to fight back more when my dad forbade me from dating.”

  “So ... you’re beautiful,” Elliot said. He ran the tips of his fingers down my arm and I shivered. “Why don’t you have a boyfriend?”

  I shook my head. “Guys my own age are a lot more interested in my best friend, Beth,” I confessed. “And it sounds cheesy, but I always wanted to make sure that I did well in school. I double-majored.”

  “I did, too,” Elliot said. He lay back down on the pillows, and I curled up with my head on his shoulder. We fit perfectly together like we’d been made for each other, and I closed my eyes as his hand began to stroke my hair. The combination of the wine and the lingering pleasure radiating through my body mingled with the thrill of being in Elliot’s bed was almost too much to handle, and I sighed happily.

  I wasn’t sure how it happened, but the next thing I knew, I woke up and there was daylight streaming in through the windows. Elliot was snoring quietly beside me, his muscular body half-tucked under the silky sheet. I nearly gasped when I realized that we’d fallen asleep together.

  Oh, fuck, I thought as I leapt out of bed and raced downstairs to the kitchen, where I pulled on my still-damp panties, bra, and dress.

  My parents are going to kill me!

  Just as I was about to leave and rush home, I spotted Elliot’s phone charging on the counter.

  “Password to this phone – 2020.” There was a slip kept right near the phone! It could be for me, right? He wanted to have my number, and this was a nice way to ask.

  I bit my lip and hesitated, then reached for it and typed in my number, texting myself so that I’d have his.

  I knew it was wrong, but there was no way I was going to let another week pass without seeing him again.

  Then, I left, shutting the door behind me as quietly as possible.

  My parents’ car was in the driveway, and my heart sank as I opened the front door and found my mother in the living room. She raised an eyebrow at my disheveled appearance, and I racked my brain as quickly as I could for an excuse.

  “Um, it was Beth,” I lied. “She and this guy broke up, and she needed some company. We ... um, we went to a bar, and then she got really drunk and didn’t want to be alone, so I stayed with her.”

  My mother eyed my wrinkled dress and I blushed hotly. I wondered if she could smell the traces of Elliot on me, if our passion and lust for each other was obvious on my face.

  “Well, I hope she feels better soon,” my mom said in a neutral tone. I could tell that she was hurt I’d gone out without telling her, but it wasn’t like I’d intended to surprise her like this.

  “I’m really sorry,” I said. “I should’ve told you that I was going out.”

  My mom softened a little bit. “It’s okay,” she conceded. “You are an adult now, after all.”

  I nodded lamely.

  “And we did talk about you starting to date,” she said, sounding a touch more skeptical. “So, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.”

  I didn’t reply.

  “Just ... be careful, Annie,” Mom said.

  But now, I knew.

  It was too late to be careful.

  I was falling madly for Elliot, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

  10

  Elliot

  When I woke up, I reached across the bed before even opening my eyes. My fingers yearned for the feel of Annie’s soft, curvy body and when they landed on nothing but bare cotton, my eyes flew open.

  The bed was empty, and I sat up, rubbing my eyes and frowning. Beams of bright yellow morning sunlight were streaming in through my bedroom window, and the air was dusty, warm, and not unpleasant. But my head ached, and my mouth tasted terrible, like stale wine, and my teeth felt furry and unclean.

  I groaned and put my face in my hands. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep at all – much less, not for the whole night. Annie had clearly woken before me and bolted, and I couldn’t blame her.

  After all, it wasn’t like I wanted to face the wrath of her parents. Moving here had clearly been a mistake, even if it had led me to Annie, but moving had also been a colossal pain in the ass. Things were so busy at work, it wasn’t like I could just pick up and move somewhere else. I wouldn’t be able to even think about doing that for several months.

  Still, even thinking about Annie’s parents and how they’d rip me limb from limb if they knew what I’d done with their daughter wasn’t enough to wipe the grin from my face. I rolled out of bed and stretched, then got to my feet and padded down the hall, and the stairs buck naked. My clothes were still in the kitchen, but Annie had folded them and left them on the table – the detail made me smile. I half-expected to find a note tucked inside, but there was nothing. I yanked on yesterday’s boxers and pants and pulled my creased shirt on over each arm. It was late in the morning, almost eleven, and I was still feeling groggy and drugged with the after-effects of amazing sex and sleep. I could still smell Annie on my lips and fingers, could still taste her in my mouth, could still remember exactly what it was like to run my hands over her body and hold her tightly. A shudder of lust ran through me. and I suppressed a groan. I crossed the floor and picked my phone up from the counter where it had been charging.

  When I looked down at the screen, I frowned for a moment. There was an unread text, and when I opened it, I saw Annie’
s name.

  She put her number in my phone, I thought. My frown faded, replaced by a smile, and suddenly I felt like a lovesick teenager.

  After our first night together, I hadn’t thought that anything would have been able to top that delicious experience. But last night had been heavenly in a way that I’d never been able to conceivably imagine. Annie had completely rocked my world. The worst thing was, I didn’t feel sated at all – not in the least. I wanted her again, and just thinking about how she’d moaned and twisted and sucked my cock, like her life had depended on it was already making me hard again.

  I had been planning on spending the day in my office, working, but now I knew that would be impossible unless a cold shower was in order first. With a sigh, I walked to my bathroom and stripped, standing under the spray and forcing all thoughts of Annie out of my head until I was shivering and my teeth were chattering. Getting out from under the water, I wrapped a towel around my waist and brushed my teeth. After getting dressed and slowly slurping down two cups of coffee, I felt that I was ready to work.

  Except, I wasn’t. As soon as I sat down at my desk, I groaned and put my face in my hands. I had been out of the social scene, the dating circuit, whatever you want to call it, for so long that I knew I was rusty. Worse than rusty – I was twice Annie’s age, and I imagined that things had changed significantly in the years since I’d been single. I’d been a young man in my twenties when I’d married Tamara, full of stupidity and naivete and optimism.

  All things I’d since grown out of.

  Or rather, all things that I’d been forced out of. When I had been growing up, I’d been a good person, if a bit on the mild-mannered side. But marriage – and my subsequent brutal divorce – had changed me. My heart had frozen into a dark block of ice, and until I had met Annie and her big blue eyes, I’d thought that I was going to stay that way forever. I had successfully avoided relationships of all kinds, save for the odd one night stand here and there, and I had been sure that I was going to spend the rest of my life in bachelor solitude.