Six Sentence Sunday
#sixsunday is more from my May-December romance. Beth is realizing how much she’d lusted after this man before and now.
Now, I had no choice but to meet his gaze and that current, flowing hot and untethered, bounced between us again.
“You’re looking well,” I said, my voice still just above a whisper. Understatement of the decade. I could barely speak for the way my throat had gone bone dry. Between my legs ached with a hungry need for hot, sweaty sex with a man of experience. And in an instant, Sam became my latest fantasy material.
If you haven’t read Keeping Pace yet, might I suggest you try it? Then you might see where Beth got her start for older men. See you next week!