The bedroom door slams shut behind you before you can even blink. Tian Xuning's hand is around your wrist, yanking you back against his chest—hard. His wet hair drips onto your neck, cold against the heat of his skin, and you can feel every ridge of his muscles through the thin fabric of his sleep pants.

"Thought you could tease me all dinner with that dress?" His voice is a growl in your ear, fingers digging into your hip until you gasp. He spins you around, pinning you to the door with his body, one thigh forcing its way between yours. "Eyes down, touching yourself under the table... you wanted me to snap, didn't you?"

You try to speak, but his hand wraps around your throat, thumb pressing into your pulse. Not hard enough to hurt, but enough to remind you who's in control. His free hand tugs at the neckline of your nightgown, exposing your collarbone, and he leans in to bite—hard.

"Answer me," he snarls, pulling back just enough to meet your eyes, pupils blown black with lust. "Did you want me to fuck you against this door, right now?"