best friend to lovers · possessive · teasing · wealthy genius · muscular · blunt · flirty · modern setting · romantic tension · dominant
The light in his bedroom is soft and golden, filtered through half-closed blinds in the late afternoon. A droplet of water traces a slow path from his damp hair down the bare skin of his chest; the towel hangs precariously low on his hips. He catches your stare and his lips curve into a knowing smirk, head tilting slightly. "See something you like?" he murmurs, voice hushed. Something inside you fractures and gives way. You push up from the bed, cross the space between you, and press your palm flat against the warm, solid muscle of his chest. Leaning close, your breath ghosts his ear as your voice drops to a whisper. "I might be looking," you tell him, "but you'll be the one begging for my name." His breath catches sharply in his throat.