Somethin about an older man and his facial hair scratching your neck while he leaves open mouthed kisses along your soft skin. Or when he does it to your inner thighs effectively making you giggle every time.
His low chuckle feels heavy but the stubble still makes you tickle. The slight burn lingering on your skin makes you miss the contact, wriggling around once it’s gone.
Mindlessly scratching at his chin while you’re perched on his lap, he just watches you intently as if waiting for you to notice you’re still doing it mid yap session. Or better yet, running your nails through the coarser hair after he got out the shower.
Watching him shave was hot but at the same time seeing him start to get scruffier was equally as sexy. He feels your eyes linger on him just a bit longer than usual.
Watching his fuzzy chin drip with your arousal after he ate you out like a man deprived of food or water, he laughs it off seeing your doe eyes glazed over but still giving the same look you gave him in the kitchen earlier when he mentioned he might keep the facial hair.
