Forbidden First Times: A Contemporary Romance Collection

by Sofia T Summers

  “I’ve let this thing go on for so long that we haven’t even had a chance to talk about it,” I continued. “And I don’t want that. I want you – all of you. I want a relationship, but I don’t want to sneak around anymore. And if I do that independent study with another professor, there’s no risk of either of us getting in trouble.”

  I took a deep breath. “I’m responsible for the poor choices I’ve made,” I said. “For a long time, too long, I tried to ignore them and avoid them, but that’s not right. That’s what a kid would do. And I’m not a kid – I’m an adult, and it’s time I started acting like one.”

  “You can’t drop out because of me,” Will said finally.

  “I’m not dropping out,” I shot back. “I’m just putting things on hold. I’ll work for a month or so, until the end of the spring semester, and then work my ass off over the summer so I can graduate.”

  Will stared at me for a long time. His face was so still and hard to read that for a second, I actually wondered if time had frozen. Was I dreaming this?

  Had I really just spoken to him so confidently and decisively, the way I’d wanted to since we’d first met?

  I wasn’t blushing, shy little fat Eden Cooper anymore – I felt like a new woman, like someone who had found her own power seemingly overnight.

  Of course, that wasn’t the way things had happened. I had found my own power and strength – and a large part of that was because of the love that Will had for me, the love had made me realize how to be confident in myself and my actions.

  “I want to redo my senior year,” I added softly. “Properly this time – and not be your student.”

  Will nodded slowly.

  My heartbeat began to quicken as I realized I only had one thing left to tell him.

  “I love you,” I said, as plainly as I could. “I love you so much, and I want to be with you, and I don’t want to worry and hide. Being together at first was fun because it was dangerous ... but then as I fell in love with you, that all stopped.”

  The look in Will’s dark eyes changed, and I saw love grow there. Real love, mixed with admiration and lust and excitement. My already-fast heart began to race and I felt my palms get sweaty with anticipation.

  “I love you,” I repeated. “I just needed you to know that, Will.”

  “Eden,” Will said in a low growl as he put his hands on me. He pulled me into a deep kiss, swirling his tongue against mine and making me melt against his body. When he pulled back, he was staring deeply into my eyes.

  “I love you,” he said. “And I always will.”

  Then, we were kissing again, pawing each other, climbing over each other and pushing each other down on the couch. I moaned softly as Will’s cold hands slid under my hoodie and stroked my back, then down to my ass where he squeezed my cheeks until I whimpered with lust and ground against him. I could feel that he was hard, and I sighed with happiness and arousal as Will nuzzled me into another deep, romantic kiss that left my whole body shaking.

  I knew it was wrong – we were on the couch! – but everything was out in the open now, and I didn’t care. I didn’t care what happened – all I knew was that Will and I were together, and that we would be forever, and that our love was real.

  Nothing could have been more real than Will kissing me, then him pulling my hoodie over my head and tossing it to the floor. I wasn’t wearing a bra and he put his hands to my breasts and stroked and rubbed them, pinching and playing with my nipples until white-hot arousal was swarming my body. My pussy was wet and tingling and Will pushed me down and climbed on top of me, grinding his pelvis against mine. I could feel his stiff erection through his trousers and the knowledge that he was always so hard for me made me moan softly into Will’s mouth.

  “I love you,” I whispered, nuzzling Will and kissing his neck. He groaned with pleasure as I nipped him, moving my mouth lower and pulling the collar of his sweater to the side to expose his shoulder. My clit was throbbing with desire and I whimpered, nearly to the point of begging him to take me. We tussled and shifted and rolled until Will was on his back and I was straddling him, slowly grinding my hips against his body until he growled with pure lust.

  “You tease,” Will groaned as his eyes rolled back in his head.

  “You love it,” I whimpered. “You know you want it.”

  Will looked at me with intensity and desire. “I love you,” he said, grabbing my hips and moving them faster on his body. We locked eyes and I crossed my arms over my chest and pulled my hoodie off, exposing my tits. Will moaned at the sight of my bare chest and put his hands to my nipples again, rolling them and playing with them until I shook and cried out for more. I pulled his sweater over his head and threw it to the side, then bent over and brushed the ends of my hair against his bare skin. Will shivered at the sensation and I kissed his chest, licking my way down to his navel and the perfect ‘V’ of his hipbones. My hands undid his belt and his pants and I rose my hips up slightly for a moment to tug his pants and boxers down. When Will’s cock sprang free, I wrapped my hand around it and began to pump up and down. His pleasured response was immediate – he groaned and thrust his hips up towards me, fucking my closed fist, and closed his eyes.

  I moaned happily at the sight of his ecstasy. Pleasing Will was almost better than letting him pleasure me, and I kept moving my hand up and down, rubbing my pussy against his balls as I jerked him off. Will grunted and reached forward, tugging my sweatpants down my hips. I was wearing the skimpy red panties that he’d given me underneath and I moaned with delight as he pulled the crotch to the side and stroked the lips of my pussy with his fingers.

  “So wet for me, baby girl,” Will groaned. I purred and whimpered as he slid a finger inside of me and rubbed my hard little clit with his thumb, sending intense vibrations of pleasure through my whole existence. It felt so good that I stopped moving my hand on his cock, gave into the pleasure, gave into the sensation of him touching me.

  We were being so open, so brazen – and it was such a turn-on that I nearly came. But Will yanked his hand away and I gasped and pouted, wanting more.

  He grinned at me. “I want you to ride me, love,” he ordered.

  Blushing hotly at his dirty talk, I used my hand to guide his massive dick into my pussy. As he impaled me, I gasped with delight and began rocking my hips back and forth and riding him hard. It felt so delicious that I abandoned myself completely, rolling my hips and undulating my body on his. With one hand, Will kept rubbing my clit and with the other, he squeezed and played with my breasts, holding me captive with ecstatic sensations. I rode him faster and faster, letting his cock slide in and out of my tight body as we moved together, naked on the couch.

  “Fuck yeah, baby,” Will grunted. He strained and bucked underneath of my frame and rubbed my clit faster and faster. The golden hot pleasure inside of me was almost too much to bear and I held my breath as a tremendously powerful orgasm exploded inside of me. It felt like I had died and gone to heaven as the waves of bliss washed over my head. I cried out and begged and screamed Will’s name, sweating profusely as we fucked.

  When Will exploded deep inside of me, I was still throbbing and pulsating from my intense orgasm. Feeling him come hard was so delightful, so perfect that I opened my eyes and locked my fingers with his, leaning down and kissing him wetly right as his cock began to gush. Our tongues danced and played with each other and I’d never felt as close to him as I did in that moment, locked together in a sensual, erotic embrace.

  Afterwards, my chest was heaving with big deep breaths and I lay my head down on Will’s torso. He was hot and sweaty and his delicious musk filled my senses as I breathed in deep and kissed his pectorals. Will wrapped his bare arms around me and held me tightly.

  I had spent so long worrying about future – how it would unfold, how it would change, if I would be alone for the rest of my life, missing Will.

  But now, I knew the truth.

  We were destined to be together – and now, things
were going to be perfect.

  Epilogue

  Eden – Six Months Later

  Six months doesn’t seem like a very long time on paper. It’s just longer than a semester – which practically feels like nothing once you get out in the real world. It’s not long enough to make a new best friend, or long enough to sublet your apartment if you’re trying to get out of your lease without paying for an extra month and have any hope whatsoever of trying to get your security deposit back.

  And yet, it flew by for me. The first three months were crazy – I was doing an independent study in English (antiquities ... not my favorite topic, but far preferable to spending another semester with Professor Marks) with the ancient Professor Merton, who at the age of eighty-five was practically an Oakbrook institution, withered and carved in stone. It wasn’t much fun to spend four hours a week sitting in his musty office, going over which translation of The Iliad was more accurate or better suited to understanding in a modern age, but I didn’t care. I got it done. I didn’t miss a single meeting, not even when I had a bad bout of the flu, and I wrote my paper.

  Professor Merton, mercifully, gave me an ‘A-’ ... which for him, I’ve heard, was pretty darn good.

  Not only that, I had to make up two more classes. Normally, I would have had the luxury of a full semester to do that. But I was so determined to graduate at the end of August that I spent eight hours a day in class, four hours in one, then lunch, then four hours in my makeup tech seminar.

  I passed both classes with ‘A’s.

  I should have been proud and happy to be done, but I was mostly just relieved. I’d finally done it – I’d graduated college.

  And now, I was living with Professor Marks – Will – in his house, off campus, while I decided to do what next. At first, I’d thought that I would resume my goal of hunting for a job in publishing. The job ads were discouraging: it seemed that to do anything, I was going to have to at least get a master’s degree just for an entry-level position doing data entry.

  In the end, I decided on grad school. Will couldn’t have been happier for me. His eyes had shone with love and light when I’d broken the decision to him. I’d settled on Worth University, which was about an hour away. It was just far enough where I wouldn’t run into any Oakbrook students, although thankfully everyone else in my class had graduated.

  If there was any whisper or rumors of a scandal, it never reached my ears. Who knows – it’s always possible that such things had happened. Maybe Will caught wind of it, as he was still teaching at Oakbrook. With every day that passed, he inched closer to his tenure review.

  Professor Gina Grant had been unceremoniously yet quietly fired from her own tenure-track position. She’d basically disappeared. Will had blocked her on social media and although I had the occasional nightmare about her popping back up to ruin our lives.

  Will was always there to hold me, though.

  And hold me did.

  All night long.

  That evening, I sat in traffic for nearly two hours on my way home from Worth. I was majorly stressing about it – it was the six-month anniversary of that fateful day when Will and I had finally confessed our love to each other and decided to be together, for real. The anniversary of that day when I’d made the decision to leave Oakbrook for the semester, and the anniversary of the day when I truly felt that I had come an adult. I wished that I could call Petra, but she was in California, four hours behind. I knew that she was working as a vet tech and living with Evan, who was trying his hand at law school.

  I missed her desperately.

  I had my life here in Connecticut though, and I wouldn’t have changed anything for the world.

  Well, except for this damned traffic, I thought, groaning as I pressed my foot down on the brake to avoid rear-ending the SUV in front of me.

  By the time I got home, it was fully dark outside. The house smelled delicious, and I groaned with hunger as I stepped into the foyer and kicked off my flip-flops.

  Will appeared immediately, looking at me over the trendy glasses he’d begun wearing out of necessity.

  “Are you okay?” I asked as panic flared in my eyes. “You got my text about the traffic, right?”

  Will nodded.

  “So, what’s wrong?” I asked. “Is it Gina again?”

  Will shook his head. “No,” he said shortly. “Thank fuck.”

  He walked closer and approached me, sending a pleasurable flare of arousal through my body. Just as I reached for him, wanting more, Will stepped back and immediately, my stomach began to twist nervously.

  I swallowed hard. “Will?” I asked.

  When he dropped to one knee, I gasped.

  “Oh my god,” I whispered. “What is this?!”

  “Let me not to the marriage of true minds,” Will began, and my heart seized with happiness at the opening of my favorite Shakespearean sonnet. He recited the whole thing, staring up at me with intense devotion and adoration in his dark eyes.

  When he finished, I was nearly about to cry. No one had ever done something so romantic for me, and just as I was about to drop down to the ground and kiss him, Will reached for my hand.

  “Eden,” he said, reaching into his pocket with his free hand. He pulled out a red leather jewelry box and opened it to reveal a sparkling diamond solitaire set in rose gold, flanked with emerald baguettes.

  I gasped. It was the most beautiful ring I had ever seen – made all the lovelier by the man holding it.

  “I love you, and I want to spend the rest of our lives together,” Will said. “Will you marry me? Make me the happiest man on Earth?”

  I gasped again, yanking my hand free and covering my mouth. Tears came to my eyes and all I could do was nod frantically as Will grinned and slipped the ring onto my finger. It fit beautifully and a tear of sheer bliss rolled down my cheek as the diamond sparkled in the dim lighting of our living room.

  “Oh my god,” I cried. Will got to his feet and pulled me into a tight embrace. He kissed me deeply and I melted against him, whimpering happily as his tongue slipped into my mouth and danced with mine.

  “So, I take it that you’re saying yes,” Will teased as he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.

  I collapsed into his arms and nodded furiously. “Yes!” I shrieked into his sweater. “Yes, of course!”

  Will’s hands slid down my body and cupped my ass. Hot arousal bloomed in my lower belly and I moaned softly into his neck as he kissed me again, more sensuously this time. I could feel him getting hard against me and a shiver of excitement ran down my spine.

  “Yes,” I repeated as we broke the kiss and stared at each other, panting hard.

  Will grinned. “Good,” he said in a low voice that made me tremble with desire. We kissed again, tasting each other, and he nibbled on my lower lip.

  When we parted, all I could do was stare into his eyes and marvel that this perfect man was mine, mine, mine, and that he would be for the rest of my life.

  “Let’s go celebrate,” Will growled.

  As he scooped me into his arms and carried me to our bedroom, I knew that I had a lifetime of perfection ahead of me.

  And I looked forward to every single moment.

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  Baby for Brother’s Best Friend (Excerpt)

  Description

  I felt like my life was slipping out of my hands when I made the mistake of sleeping with my brother’s best friend.

  Can you blame me?

  I’m divorced and alone.

  And I dream of having a family.

  A baby.

  So I went to the only person who I thought could help me.

  My fertility doctor.

  Who, in fact, is my younger brother’s best friend.

  The age gap should’ve been enough for
me to keep a distance.

  But my heart didn’t listen.

  Playing by the rules had never gotten me anywhere.

  So I wanted the forbidden fruit this time.

  I wanted his strong arms to hold me tight.

  And his gorgeous eyes to look into mine.

  I knew what was coming.

  It was the one thing I didn’t want.

  Love.

  Prologue

  Lyssa

  As our bodies writhed and tangled together, I was seized with such an intense feeling, such an overwhelming passionate lust, that I could hardly breathe. Dan’s skin, slick against mine, pushed me harder and harder against the dark wood of his desk. I panted and moaned, arching my back and pushing my round hips against his body, eager for more.

  “You like that, baby?” Dan growled in my ear. His hot mouth found my earlobe and his lips and tongue teased me before he began to suck and lick at the sensitive place. Intense, amazing sensations raced up and down my spine, thrilling and chilling me, and I moaned again as my whole body began to shake and quiver.

  It had never been like this. Never. Dan wasn’t my first or my only, but being locked in his arms in a passionate embrace made me feel like we were the last two people on earth. Like we had made it through the apocalypse together, like we were the sole survivors.

  Like we were more than just that.

  Like we were soulmates, I thought as Dan slipped his fingers into my body once again. He was behind me, holding me tightly. My skirt was bunched around my waist and my pantyhose and underwear had been yanked down, exposing my ass and my pussy for the whole world to see – if the whole world could look into the windows of Dan’s thirty-third floor office, that is. My tits strained at my blouse and I gasped as Dan reached a hand around my body and fumbled with the buttons, pulling the material open. My tits popped out and I moaned as Dan’s hand began stroking my hard nipples, then pulling and pinching them until I squealed with delight. He knew just how to touch me, knew just how to paw me.