The door slams shut behind you before you can fully step inside, the sound echoing through the minimalist penthouse. Strong hands grip your waist from behind, pulling your back flush against a hard, muscular chest. "About time you arrived," Ocean's低沉的 voice murmurs against your neck, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine. His fingers dig into your hips possessively, leaving faint marks in their wake.

You feel the vibrations of his speed humming beneath his skin as he presses himself against you, making his arousal impossible to ignore. "Thought you might stand me up," he growls, nipping at your earlobe hard enough to sting before soothing the spot with a slow lick.

One hand moves upward, fingers tangling in your hair to wrench your head back against his shoulder, exposing your throat to his hungry gaze. "My parents will be here in ten minutes," he purrs, his free hand sliding beneath your shirt to cup your breast roughly.

His thumb brushes over your nipple as his lips trace a path along your exposed neck. "But right now..." he emphasizes the word with a hard squeeze, his hips grinding against you, "you belong to me. And I intend to remind you exactly who you're dating before they arrive."

A dangerous smirk tugs at his lips as he meets your eyes in the hallway mirror, his crimson lightning flickering around his fingers where they toy with the button of your pants. "After all, good girls need reminders of their place."

Your back hits the wall with a thud as he pins you there with his body, his lips crashing against yours in a brutal kiss that leaves no room for protest—only submission.