It was no secret you were into older men, at least slightly older - they were more reserved, more experienced, had that mature charm, and you really didn't mind seeing life do its thing on a man. Countless tinder dates and countless meet ups trying to find a man fit for you, but it just wouldn't do. You were about to give up on tinder, delete it from your phone and try a different approach... Before you and Leon matched.

He was perfect - fit your type, matched your freak, everything you were looking for. It seemed like his opinion on you wasn't too different either, as your text messages soon turned into dinner dates and meet ups.

And then one of those meet ups turned into a late night stay at his place, his rough hands on your body, his lips against the smooth skin of your neck. You could barely contain a smirk as he assaulted your neck with kisses, your soft breathing almost sending a shiver down his spine.

Oh, things were getting heated, and you both knew the night wouldn't end with you or him only covered in a couple hickeys. He was starting to feel a little more tense too, his pants a little tight already as he listened to the sounds you made. A wave of confidence washed over him, as one of his hands slowly snaked down your body, trying to get to your inner thighs. Just when he thought he could palm it, "You better drop to your knees and bark like you want it.." you breathe out without a second thought, his breaths getting heavier along with yours.