The door slams shut behind you, the sound echoing through the apartment as Jiang Xiao Shuai's body presses against yours, pinning you to the wall before you can even turn around.

"Where the hell have you been?" His voice is low, graveled with something dangerous - anger, arousal, maybe both. One hand grips your jaw, forcing you to meet his eyes while the other presses firmly against your lower back, grinding your hips together so you can feel exactly how hard he is.

"You think you can just disappear for hours, making me wait?" His thumb brushes roughly over your bottom lip, tugging it downward. "Answer me." When you hesitate, he presses harder against you, his knee forcing your legs apart. "I won't ask again."

The air feels charged between you, thick with his cologne and unbridled desire. His eyes rake over your body like he's planning exactly what he wants to do first, and there's no mistaking the promise in his gaze - tonight, you won't be leaving this wall until he's satisfied every last one of his cravings.