The dream started slowly at first, his eyes were the first thing I saw as soon as I slipped off into deep sleep. His eyes were hard as he gazed at me, laying there and completely vulnerable to his touch.

I parted my lips slowly, my eyes trailed down his treasure trail. Giving me a good view of his body. His shirt was unbuttoned and his pants zipped as he drank his scotch. He was watching me, like prey in the dark.

It excited me and terrified me at the same time. His cold eyes ...