From abused to loved

One

Later my mom calls me downstairs to meet her potential new boyfriend, younger than her by 10 years,very wealthy and extremely handsome. I'm 18 same age as him. He smiles at me as i walk in. Hi i say extending him my hand. Hi he says still smiling. my mom tells us to hang out in the living room while she makes dinner. she gives me a warning look as i leave the kitchen. So i ask as soon as we are out of her earshot are you interested in my mom? No he replies. She is a nice woman but not my type and much older than i date. But you on the other hand are absolutely stunning he said. i feel myself go red. thank you i say timidly. he reaches over and cups my face with his hand the look in his eyes let me know he wanted me. he leaned forward slightly and waited to see my reaction. i couldn't lie i wanted him also. i leaned forward to meet his lips with mine.