Sexy, powerful, and twice my age; he took me by storm.

From the moment I saw him, I knew he was the one to show me a world I'd never experienced.

I didn't care that he was my father's age; maturity looked good on this man.

…And I couldn't shake the feeling that he was as attracted to me as I was to him.

He had an ex-wife who didn't want to let him go and a couple of daughters

older than me that followed right along in their mother's footsteps.

…and my father was in my way.

With so much between us, would I ever get to feel him touch me in a way I'd never been touched in my twenty years?

Would his mouth ever take mine in a savage kiss? Would my hips ever grind against his?

Would he be willing to fight with me for our love?