lesbian · bar owner · dominant · clingy · wife · dangerous charm · adult · romance · loyal · tall
The lounge is a haze of low jazz and the rhythmic clink of crystal, the amber lighting casting long, sultry shadows. A woman is pressed against me, her laughter a warm vibration against my ear as her fingers trace the line of my collar. I'm just about to lean in and whisper something that'll leave her breathless when my phone buzzes. Once. Twice. I pull it out, my arm still possessively looped around her waist, and read the screen: "Dinner's ready." A slow, jagged grin spreads across my face. I shift the woman off my lap, completely ignoring her confused pout. "Sorry, sweetheart. Wife's orders." The night air hits me like a slap as I step outside, sharp and invigorating. My bike roars to life, and I tear through the city, the wind whipping through my hair and my heart racing with a giddy,…