So Much Trouble: Bad Boy Forbidden Love Romance Collection (So Wrong It's Right Book 4)

by Jamie Knight

  He guides his shaft into position and gazes at me. Meeting his eyes in answer, I slowly slide down onto his erection.

  I let out a soft gasp as I feel his entire length pushing inside of me. He groans in delight. I place a hand on his shoulder to steady myself. All these feelings are so new, I'm not used to this. I feel my insides stretching and molding to accommodate him, but I’m so wet that it doesn’t sting like I’m expecting.

  He wraps his hands around my waist, endlessly patient and gentle. He slowly lifts me, and lets me slide back down. He moves slow, so as not to hurt me. Gradually I get used to the feeling and start to take the reins, making my own pace.

  Even though the love making is so gentle and sweet, it's even more exciting than my fantasies. I'm finally losing my virginity, to a gorgeous man that I met in a crazy way. We are also doing it in the back of my shop, during a sex auction. If someone had told me it would happen like this I would have laughed in disbelief.

  But there’s no laughter as I wrap my arms tightly around his shoulders and start to ride him faster and harder. He moans and buries his face in my breasts. I throw my head back as he sucks on my nipples. It feels fucking incredible and turns me on even more. He can tell how much I’m enjoying this. Things grow hotter by the second.

  He takes hold of my hips, and guides me up and down, pausing so that I feel every inch of him inside of me. It drives me crazy. This man definitely knows what he's doing. I cry out his name once more. This even better than I ever could have imagined it would be. How can I be worried or scared about something that feels this good? Especially with a man this sweet and kind.

  We go faster and faster until the climax shatters me, pleasure washing over me in waves as I shudder and scream his name. And he’s not far behind, pouring hot seed into the condom between us.

  I’m so weak that I collapse over his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me. I feel nothing but love and tenderness between us. We hold each other like that for several minutes. I hope whatever is happening between us continues to grow. I know his heart is fragile, that he’s scared and poised to run at any moment. I know I shouldn't get attached, but I can't help it. They say you never forget your first, and I know tonight is truly a night to remember.

  Chapter 17 - Lorelai

  After we finish, I lay weakly in his arms. He has to hold me up. We spend a few minutes holding onto each other like this, though it feels like an eternity. I can't get over how amazing that was! I mean I always hoped that losing my virginity would be spectacular, but this was far better than anything I could have ever come up with.

  I can feel him move around underneath me. This brings me back to reality a little bit. I don't want to, but I slowly lift myself off of him. I still feel a little dazed, so I'm not really concentrating on anything. Eventually I am aware that he is talking to me.

  "Lorelai?" He asks me.

  I turn to look at him. I'm having a little trouble focusing. All I can manage to say is "Hmmmmmm?"

  He laughs gently and gets up from the desk. He buttons his pants and tucks in his shirt. He walks over to me and pulls my dress back down, so I'm decent once again. He looks me directly in the face. I struggle to concentrate on him.

  "I was wondering if you wanted me to take you home?" He asks, suddenly timid.

  I can hear the hesitation in his voice and it snaps me out of my daze. I blink a few times before I am able to completely focus on him.

  "Um. Thank you, that's very sweet. I would like that." I reply softly.

  I'm not sure why some of my old shyness around him has returned. It's silly that I should be acting that way, considering what we just did

  I look around in confusion. "Where did I put my sweater?" I mumble aloud.

  He is putting on his own suit jacket. He looks around the room, "Here it is,” he hands me the sweater and my purse as well.

  "Thank you," I reply softly.

  For the first time he offers me a small glimpse of a smile before looking away quickly. I look away as well. It might have been a small smile, but at least it was something. I hurry to put my sweater on and slide my purse over my shoulder. I look up at him. "All set?" He asks me.

  I nod, and we walk out together. He pauses to let me walk in front of him.

  I still feel weak from our sex. I have never used my muscles like that before. I stumble slightly. I feel his arms grab my waist to hold onto me. "Oh my gosh, I am so embarrassed!" I exclaim aloud.

  I honestly am. My whole entire face turns red. I turn to look at him and I can see that his eyes are filled with amusement.

  "You didn't even turn this red when you were mad at me," he jokes.

  I blush even more and we both laugh. He scoops me up in his arms. I gasp and try to hold on to my purse as I rest against his chest. "Now we can get you home faster," he says.

  All I can do is stare at him in awe. We ignore everyone that is in the crowd. I think they are still having the auction, or it's just ending. I can talk to the director later. Right now I'm just excited to be spending this much time with Gabriel. I can't waste any second of it. We walk out of the shop. He carries me outside and down the street.

  I tear my gaze away from him eventually and look around. "I'm so sorry, I had no idea you parked all the way over here!" I exclaim.

  I feel bad that he is carrying me all this way. He scoffs, "It's not a big deal " he replies.

  To be honest, it doesn't look like he has any trouble carrying me at all.

  We are silent the rest of the walk. He puts me down by the car and opens the door for me. Once I'm safe inside, he closes it and also gets in. He starts the engine and we speed away. The drive to my home is quiet. My mind is still on everything that happened. This has been such a crazy night. I squirm in my seat. I can't believe I finally lost my virginity. I look at him to make sure he doesn't notice my movements

  His gaze is fixed on the road. I try to study his face. I realize I am more attracted to him now, maybe because of what we did. I can feel myself getting turned on again. I want more of him. To feel him naked. I don't want this night to end. I yearn for him, not just physically but in other ways as well. I want to take the parts of him that are broken and kiss them better. He finally noticed me looking at him. I quickly turn away before he can ask me anything. He just shrugs and turns his eyes back to the road

  He looks at me again a few minutes later, "You’ll need to direct me here," he says with a chuckle.

  I blink and blush again. "Sorry, I forgot," I reply. I look out the window at the street signs. "At the next light you will need to make a left and drive straight for a few blocks. " I instruct him. He nods silently and keeps driving. He switches lanes quickly and makes the light. We take a left and keep driving. I start to feel nervous at the lack of conversation between us

  "Where do I go now?" He asks, startling me.

  I don't glance at him as I reply, "After the overpass up ahead make another left. I live in a small apartment building on the street.

  He nods and we keep driving. We make it to my place quicker than I expected. He slows as he turns onto my seat. "It’s the building on the right." I say softly.

  I'm feeling a little sad, I don't want our night to end. He turns into the small parking lot and easily finds a space. We park in the space for a few seconds, the silence between us growing. He turns to me. "Well, tonight was certainly interesting.”

  I look up at him and nod. "No kidding.”

  Inside I'm thinking about how incredible it was and how I want more of it.

  He taps his fingers on the steering wheel. I continue to sit in the car. I'm torn. I don't want to frighten him away, but I don't want to be without him. I take a deep breath, I need to just say it, to get my feelings out. "Will you come inside with me?" I ask, turning to look at him.

  He clears his throat, eyebrows shooting up in surprise, and looks away. I didn't mean to put him on the spot, but I don't want to be away from him. I wait a few more seconds before reaching a hand out to him. He ju
st stares at me in silence. After a few seconds he turns off the car and puts the keys in his pocket. We both get out of the car at the same time. After closing our doors, I wait until he's by my side before reaching for his hand again

  He hesitantly puts his hand in mine. I smile gently at him and lead him upstairs to my apartment. I don't speak, I don't want to say anything to frighten him away. Nor do I want to spoil the mood. Once we’re inside my apartment, he hovers by the door nervously.

  I pull off my purse and sweater. I walk to him and stand in front of him. Our gazes meet. I have to stand on my tip toes to kiss him gently. It was meant to be a quick peck, but as I pull away, his lips force themselves to mine. His arms wrap around my waist. The kiss turns a little rougher, like earlier. Eventually I pull away from him breathlessly. He looks at me confused.

  Silently, I take him by the hand. We walk out of the living room and go down the hallway to my bedroom. We leave the lights off, removing each other’s clothes slowly. Even though we were already intimate, it's the first time we pause to really see each other's bodies, even in the dim moonlight coming in through the window. We pause for a moment to get a good eyeful.

  I take the initiative this time and walk towards him. I wrap my arms around him and kiss him again. With each kiss I take a step back, he follows, and we lie down on top of my bed.

  We lie side by side. I start kissing him harder. I position myself so that he is half under me. Reluctantly, I pull away for a moment, however. “Do you have another-?”

  He nods, pulling another foil square from his pocket, and satisfied, I seal my lips to his once more. I can feel his hands shifting as he rolls the latex down his shaft. When I can bear it no longer, I climb on top of him. He stares at me in surprise, but I can tell he likes it. I slowly slide onto his erection. I don't waste any time. I'm not used to the feeling of him yet, but I crave more and more of it.

  I start grinding my hips as I ride him and I can hear him moan. He stares at my naked breasts, bouncing with each movement. He reaches up to play with my nipples, caressing them gently until I feel them harden beneath his fingertips.

  I ride him harder and harder. I could do this all night. I had no idea what I was missing, and am so glad I gave him my virginity. He stops playing with my nipples and instead grabs my hips, driving in deeper. I can feel every inch of his dick deep inside of me. I bounce up and down, going faster and faster until I can't hold it back anymore. I cry out for him as I cum, spiraling into a white-hot oblivion of pure ecstasy.

  I barely notice his last strokes before he joins me in orgasm, so caught up in my own sensation that the rest of the world melted away.

  I feel more weak than before. I feel tired, dizzy, but at the same time wild and free. I lie on his chest for a few minutes and he holds me in silence.. After a few more minutes he shifts his position so that I am lying next to him. It seems like I'm enjoying it more each time I do it. Is that how sex works? Does it get better each time?

  The only thing that is stopping me from having another turn on him right now is the fact that I'm so sleepy. I feel like I'm in a daze or drunk. I just lie there and stare around the room.

  I can feel him moving beside me. I turn slowly to look at him. "Stay with me,” I whisper, “Please.”

  Slowly, he nods, and settles back into my arms.

  Chapter 18 - Gabriel

  It's the next morning and I'm still wide awake. I don't feel tired at all. I'm completely wound up, but in a good way. This is probably the happiest and most excited that I have ever felt in my entire life. And it absolutely terrifies me.

  I turn to look at Lorelai once more. She is still sound asleep. I guess she got her fill of last night, she looked really out of it after her last turn. Last night was incredible. I mean, sex is always good, but it felt different with Lorelai. Once I took her virginity, it's almost like I awakened something inside of her.

  That's beside the point, however. Above everything else, I just loved making her happy. Hearing her moans of delight. Seeing the expression of joy and pleasure on her face. There is nothing like that. After she went to sleep last night, I lied awake just watching her. I could not get over her beauty. She’s the perfect mixture of innocence and temptation. Her body is killer, but I think I love the sweet beauty of her face even more. But it's also so much more than that. It's ever since I got to know her on our first date. I see her inner beauty and that's what captivates me.

  As I look at her in my arms, I know that no matter how hard I try to fight, I’m hooked now. I have feelings for her. She has grabbed ahold of my heart and there is no letting go. That is such a scary thought to me, but I can't run. There is nothing I can do to chase these feelings away. I know that she is the one for me. She was all I could think about these past weeks, the only one I wanted to be with.

  I turn my attention back to her and smile fondly at her. I can't stop myself. I lightly kiss her cheek. She mumbles in her sleep, but doesn't wake up.

  I chuckle. Guess I really wore her out. Well, to be fair, the sun isn’t even up yet. She deserves her rest. I lie my head on the pillow and gaze at her sleeping face. My sleeping beauty. I know that's cliché, but at this moment it's the perfect way to describe her.

  After what seems like only minutes, I can see the sun starting to shine through the curtain and her clock reads 7 am.

  I watch with a giant, goofy smile on my face as she finally stirs. She stretches, then slowly opens her eyes. She blinks a couple of times. "Oh!" She exclaims suddenly. Her hair is a wild mess, but to me it looks beautiful. She looks beautiful. She turns to face me, and looks embarrassed when she sees me. She smiles a little. The sunlight frames her body, making it appear as if she is glowing. She looks radiant, and I'm awestruck. The longer I stare at her, the more she blushes.

  I reach for her. She lies in my arms as I kiss her lips. I pull the covers off her, marveling at the beauty of her naked body. I kiss every inch of her before climbing on top of her. She spreads her legs, she is ready for me. After quickly wrapping my rod in another condom, I'm inside her once more. I love this feeling. Her body feels so good, like it was made for me.

  She was eager for this, I can tell by the way she is looking at me. Soon I have her moaning once more. I try to go slow, but the heat rises and I can’t help it, I’m moving faster and faster, pleasure cresting.

  Her gasps and moans are almost too much, but when she finally reaches a shuddering climax, her nails raking my back, her mewling cries topple me over the edge

  I balance myself as I remain on top of her. She smiles up at me and we kiss once more. I pull out of her, toss the condom in the trash can by the bed, and lie beside her. She turns to face me.

  I notice that there is a glittering happiness in her eyes today. It mirrors the same happiness in my heart. I haven't felt this way in a really long time. I'm scared to tell her, but I'm also afraid that I could lose her for good this time. Her hand rests softly on my cheek. This startles me and brings me back to reality. "What are you thinking so hard about?" She asks softly.

  When I look at her, I see nothing but love and concern on her face. I know right then I have to tell her how I feel. I don't know how to say it. Is there any right way to tell someone something like this?

  "You know you can tell me anything?" She coaxes. "I'm here for you no matter what."

  I realize then why it's called falling in love. It's a risk. Sometimes you are going to get hurt. The only thing you can do is have trust in the person that you chose. And I realize that there is no one better to give my trust to than Lorelai.

  My feelings start to overwhelm me and I just blurt out, "I love you."

  The room is quiet for a few seconds. We both lie there looking at each other. My heart pounds like a snare drum. "I love you too,” she breathes finally, the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard, “In fact, I think I have since our first date."

  . I breathe a sigh of relief. I can tell by her reaction that her feelings are genuine. I know that I made the rig
ht choice in giving my heart to her. I pull her to me so tightly she lets out a squeak.

  "Sorry, I got carried away." I reply sheepishly.

  She pulls out of my arms and gives me a soft kiss. "It’s ok, I just wasn’t expecting the sudden rib crushing,” she replies with a teasing laugh. give her a genuine smile, which she returns. "I like this side of you," She remarks.

  "What do you mean?"

  "This happiness that you have right now," She explains. "Being in love suits you."

  She's right, for the first time in my life, I am truly happy, and it’s all because of her.

  Chapter 19 - Lorelai

  A year later

  Time certainly flies when you're having fun. Or this case, when you're in love. It's been a crazy year but I can honestly say that it's the happiest I have ever been. Who would have thought that you could find true love at a sex auction? I guess crazier things have happened.

  It's late, almost evening now. I check my phone. No missed calls or messages. I'm starting to get a little worried. I haven't heard from Gabriel all day. It’s completely unlike him. I pace the living room of our apartment. We moved in together after about 6 months of dating. Things seemed to be going really well between us. Gabriel was acting like a different person. Happier, more open with his feelings.

  I haven't felt any more of that fear or worry from him. I guess I accomplished what I set out to. I was able to fix his heart and we found love with each other. My phone buzzes suddenly. I grab quickly off the couch. I'm relieved to see it's a text from him. I hurriedly open it. I read "Meet me at the rose garden.”

  My brow furrows and I feel my worry spike. Could something be wrong? Why would he text me to meet him there instead of just coming home?

  I sigh and grab my purse and keys, texting him back that I’m on my way. I have to get to the bottom of this. I have to know why he’s acting so weird. I hurry out the door and to my car. I get in quickly and drive away as fast as I can. I expect my phone to chime, but there is no reply.