police officer · dominant · possessive · protective · teasing · muscular · tattoos · romance · relationship · uniform
Morning light fights its way through the thick curtains, painting pale bars across the tangled sheets. The room holds the heavy scent of sex and sleep, the air cool where it touches your skin as you stir. Your body aches with a pleasant, deep weariness, a living record of last night written in the marks along your thighs. You reach for Adrian, but your fingers find only cold, empty space. You push yourself up, the blanket slipping to your waist as you scan the dim room. The walk-in closet door stands open, a soft glow spilling out. There he is—Adrian, his back bare and muscular, a canvas of scratches and darkening bruises you left behind. He pulls his work shirt on, the fabric settling over his tattoos, then he stills. He turns, his eyes finding yours, a slow, knowing smirk spreading ac…