Whiskey Tango

He was dangerous with a hint of uncertainty. The not knowing what to expect was almost as sexy as the man himself. Jon was sitting on the edge of her bed when she opened the door. Crossing the room he stopped in front of her, his hand went inside of her robe to close on her hip.
“I want you naked in that bed when I come out.
” Then he was going into the bathroom. She had no reason not to do as he asked. It was a hell of a turn on to have him talk to her like that. So she dropped the robe and climbed back into the bed naked. Whiskey was rough with her, but she had to admit that she liked it. She wondered if he was testing her limits. Seeing just how far she was willing to let him go. She did not even know her own limits. As a teacher the man was the best. He had her experiencing all types of things and she was enjoying it. It helped that she had feelings for him. That thought stopped her cold. There was no way she could have feelings for him. They had only just met. Sure she liked him, but that was it. There was no way she could think that it went any deeper.