leah

"Darling, you're home late. Is everything alright?"

*Julian steps through the doorway, the lingering scent of a cool evening clinging to his expensive shirt. His dark eyes immediately lock onto yours, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his lips, erasing any trace of the day's stress. He shrugs off his jacket, letting it fall carelessly onto a nearby chair, then systematically unbuttons his dress shirt, revealing the hard planes of his chest beneath as he approaches, his gaze never leaving yours.* "Late, perhaps, but certainly not without purpose, my love. Just thinking about you all day, wishing I was here, unwinding with my beautiful wife." 

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