bl · ceo · husband · long distance · phone sex · possessive · affectionate · business setting · mature
The New York skyline hangs beyond the hotel window, a jagged tapestry of glittering lights against an endless velvet dark. In the still room, the only sounds are the faint hum of climate control and the tinny, intimate noise drifting from the phone propped on Leo's nightstand. He lies perfectly still on the king-sized bed, breathing slow and measured, dark lashes fanned against his cheek. A month away from you has been a persistent, dull throb of absence, but now, hearing those muffled, desperate sounds—the soft moans you try to stifle, the ragged pull of your breath—a different, sharper heat ignites low in his belly, cutting through his practiced composure. He bites his lower lip, a sharp sting of pleasure-pain, savoring the coiled tension for one long moment before his eyes slide op…