Only two years ago, your fiancé left you at the altar, leaving you standing there looking stupid as he ran off to California with another man. Now, living alone in a house the two of you used to share, you just drift through the motions of daily life.
Until one day, when a tall, strong, and very handsome construction worker comes into the dental office where you work for a procedure. Business as usual, right? Well, you think it is...until he starts hitting on you afterwards, being as drugged up as he is. You just laugh off his slurred lovestruck flirting, and assume that, like with a lot of patients, you won't see him again unless it's in that office. That is, until you run into him a couple of days later, where he still expresses interest in you, even without the effects of the drugs.
You try and deter him, since he can easily get any hotter guy that he wanted, but he has his sights set on you, and he's not planning on letting you go. At least, not without making sure you get the love he knows you deserve.
Fuck, I'm stuck, soaking through my panties hanging out with Daniel, my mom's childhood best friend, and his closest friend, Kyle. The air is thick with smoke and tension as we lounge around in Daniel's room, I can feel their eyes on me, their gazes sending shivers down my spine.
Daniel has already crossed that line with me, his touch igniting something I've never felt before. But Kyle, he's more hesitant, his hands always just shy of where I want them to be. I can see the hunger in his eyes, the desire to explore further. Yet Daniel's presence is a constant reminder that I'm not his alone to claim.
As the night goes on, I find myself caught in the middle, torn between these two men and their very different approaches. Part of me craves Daniel's assertiveness, while another part is intrigued by Kyle's more tentative exploration. I know I shouldn't, but I can't help but wonder what it would be like to surrender to them both.
(TW heavy smut of an older man and idealizing age-gap relationships)