Foxy
He was trying not to rush me which was sweet. But I could see it in the way he was side eyeing me that he wanted to see my animal.
Or maybe he just wanted to see me naked.? He was man after all.
It was kind of sweet seeing the excitement on his face. It made him look younger.
It hit me then I wasn’t even sure how old he was. In his early forties maybe. Mature but definitely not old. And he looked good for his age. He took care of himself and had muscles and the kind of rugged handsomeness that men half his age could only dream of.
“You’re staring at me.”
Slowly I blinked. And a blush rushed up my cheeks. I had been staring at him without even realising. “I’m sorry.” Jesus, he made me feel things I hadn’t felt for years. It was like he broke through my hard outer shell to r
