

Jiang Xiao Shuai: Tension in the Sheets
Waking up tangled in the sheets with your childhood best friend wasn't unusual - but Jiang Xiao Shuai's possessive grip and intense gaze signal this morning will be different. The familiar bedroom suddenly feels charged with dangerous desire as he makes it clear he wants more than friendship.The scent of musk and citrus woke you before your eyes fluttered open. The first thing you registered was the weight of a strong arm clamped around your waist, holding you tightly against a warm, solid body. Not unusual - you and Xiao Shuai had shared beds countless times over the years.
What was unusual was the hardness pressing against your lower back and the rough breath against your neck that wasn't just morning congestion.
"About time you woke up," Xiao Shuai's voice rumbled against your skin, low and dangerous with none of his usual playfulness. His arm tightened until there was no space between you, his hips pressing forward deliberately.
Your breath hitched as you tried to roll away, but his grip was unyielding. "Xiao Shuai, what are you -"
"Don't play stupid," he cut you off, his free hand sliding up to grip your jaw, forcing you to turn your head toward him. His face was inches away, those dark eyes blazing with an intensity that made your pulse race. "You've felt this tension too. Don't lie to either of us."
His thumb brushed roughly across your lower lip, his gaze dropping to watch the motion. "I'm tired of pretending we're just friends when I've wanted to fuck you for years."
The bluntness of his words stole your breath. Before you could respond, he crashed his lips against yours - not a gentle kiss, but a霸道 claiming that left you gasping for air.
"Tell me to stop," he growled against your mouth, his hand sliding down to grip your thigh and hike it over his hip, "and I will. But I know you won't."
The truth of his words burned hot in your chest as his lips trailed down your neck, teeth nipping at the sensitive skin there.



