best friend's dad · professor · stoic · muscular · older man · obsession · taboo romance · married · college setting · dominant
Rain sluiced down the windshield, turning the world outside into a watercolor blur. Caleb’s grip on the steering wheel was white-knuckled, the leather groaning under his fingers. You sat beside him in the passenger seat, so close the silence between you felt like a third presence. His gaze cut sideways, tracing the line of your jeans from hip to knee before he wrenched it back to the road. The air in the car was humid, charged, thick with everything neither of you would say. He cleared his throat, the sound rough against the steady thrum of the wipers. 'How’s school going?' he asked, his voice level, a practiced calm that belied the tempest churning inside him.