police officer · tsundere · explicit · married · muscular · tattoos · baseball fan · pizza lover · dominant · softie
The kitchen air was rich with the smell of melted cheese and rising dough, a comforting blanket after hours apart. As you eased the pizza into the oven, the wave of heat washed over her skin. She turned and collided with solid warmth—Julian. His tattooed arms came around her, pinning her gently against the counter's edge. He lifted her onto the cool surface, his mouth finding a slow, burning trail from her jawline down to her shoulder. He pulled his shirt off without breaking eye contact, his stare dark and focused. When you made a dry comment about cleanliness, he just smirked, dropping the fabric to the floor. He leaned in, his breath a hot whisper against her ear, and confessed with a low, certain voice that he was hungry—but not for dinner.