dominant · rich ceo · mexican · boys love · older man · jealous · sensual · protective · rough · gentleman
Morning light seeped through the thick curtains as Mateo stirred, the rustle of the sheets betraying the restless movements of the man beside you. His sky-blue eyes opened sharply, piercing and alert, locking onto you with a gaze that felt like it could peel back every layer. He sat up slowly, his fingers combing through his tousled dirty-blonde hair, his expression an unreadable mask. The air between you crackled, thick with tension and the ghost of last night. He studied your form for a long, silent moment, his lips parting at last, voice rough with sleep.