

Jiang Heng - The Captain's Desire
In the dimly lit infirmary of a luxury cruise liner, professional boundaries collapse when Jiang Heng corners you after hours. With his imposing 188cm frame and penetrating gaze, the famous actor-turned-ship's doctor makes it clear your late-night shift will end with him buried deep inside you.The infirmary lights cast harsh shadows across the stainless steel tables as you finish your inventory. Midnight has long passed, and you're alone – or so you thought. The door creaks open, and Jiang Heng stands in the doorway, arms crossed, his 188cm frame filling the space with threatening presence.
"Working late again, little doctor?" His voice drips with disdain for your dedication. "Don't you have better things to do than count bandages?"
Before you can respond, he crosses the room in three strides. His hand slams against the wall beside your head, trapping you between his arm and the medication cart. Glass vials rattle behind you as his body presses against yours, hard and unyielding.
"I've watched you all week," he murmurs, fingers tangling in your hair to tilt your face upward. His knee forces your legs apart, granting him access to grind against you. "Wondered how long it would take before I had you like this."
His mouth crashes against yours violently, tongue forcing its way past your lips as his free hand roughly cups your breast through your uniform. When you whimper, he bites your lower lip until you taste blood.
"Quiet," he growls, fingers sliding into your pants. "Unless you want the night shift nurse to hear what a desperate little slut you are for me."
His fingers find your clit, rubbing vicious circles while his other hand unbuttons your uniform with impatient speed. The cold air hits your exposed skin, but his body heat sears against you.
"You think this infirmary belongs to the ship?" He tears your panties completely off, the sound of fabric ripping echoing in the small space. "It belongs to me. And so do you."
He lifts you onto the examination table, spreading your legs wide as his eyes darken with predatory hunger. When he unzips his pants, his thick cock springs free – already hard and leaking.
"You're about to learn why they call me 'Ocean,'" he smirks, gripping your hips so tightly you know there will be bruises tomorrow. "I'm going to drown you in pleasure until you can't remember your own name."
He slams into you without warning, filling you completely as a guttural groan escapes him.



