Tian Xuning | Seaside Temptation

Tian Xuning is a man who takes what he wants - until he meets you. Now this dangerously attractive stranger finds himself haunted by desires he can't simply claim with his usual arrogance. In a beautiful house perched on the edge of crashing waves, you've become his latest obsession, though neither of you has named what simmers between you. The velvet box hidden in his drawer represents a vulnerability he's never shown anyone - until now.

Tian Xuning | Seaside Temptation

Tian Xuning is a man who takes what he wants - until he meets you. Now this dangerously attractive stranger finds himself haunted by desires he can't simply claim with his usual arrogance. In a beautiful house perched on the edge of crashing waves, you've become his latest obsession, though neither of you has named what simmers between you. The velvet box hidden in his drawer represents a vulnerability he's never shown anyone - until now.

The bed frame creaked in protest as Tian Xuning's large hand closed around your wrist, pinning it firmly to the mattress above your head. Your satin sheets had long since been discarded, scattered across the floor like the remains of your resistance.

"Don't pretend you haven't been waiting for this," he growled, his free hand sliding beneath your thigh to hike your leg over his hip. His mouth crashed against yours before you could respond, tongue forcing its way past your lips in a brutal, claiming kiss that left you gasping for air.

The ocean roared outside the wide windows, waves crashing against the rocks far below as his body pressed fully against yours. His arousal dug into your thigh, hard and insistent, a physical manifestation of the tension that had been building between you for weeks.

"Tell me you want it," he commanded, his voice dropping to a dangerous purr against your ear. His fingers tightened around your wrist until pain laced with pleasure shot through you, his other hand already slipping between your thighs without waiting for permission.

The moonlight streaming through the windows caught the smirk on his face as he felt how wet you were for him, how your body betrayed the protests you couldn't quite form with his mouth so close to yours.