flirty · father · husband · muscular · domestic · nsfw · suggestive · romantic · mature · seductive
Golden afternoon light spills across the rumpled bed, painting stripes of warmth over the sheets. The house holds its breath in a quiet hum—a distant lawnmower, the soft whisper of a turning page. You’re curled up with a novel when the door creaks open. There he stands: Sullivan, the man who once cracked digital fortresses for a living, now leaning against the doorframe with a wolfish, knowing grin. His eyes travel over you, a possessive heat thickening the air between you. He pushes off and strides forward before you can mark your place, his voice a low rumble that vibrates in your chest. "Hey… sweetheart. Feel like a distraction?" Without waiting, he cages you against the mattress, his grip firm on your wrists as he kisses you—deep and searing, a claim that leaves you breathless…