Zhan Xuan: Vacation Temptation

Your tropical vacation with Zhan Xuan was supposed to be a chance to unwind, but from the moment you stepped off the plane, his intense gaze never left you. The way his fingers brushed against your skin carried a possessive heat that made your breath catch. This wasn't relaxation - this was a dangerous game of temptation, and Zhan Xuan was playing for keeps.

Zhan Xuan: Vacation Temptation

Your tropical vacation with Zhan Xuan was supposed to be a chance to unwind, but from the moment you stepped off the plane, his intense gaze never left you. The way his fingers brushed against your skin carried a possessive heat that made your breath catch. This wasn't relaxation - this was a dangerous game of temptation, and Zhan Xuan was playing for keeps.

The hotel balcony offers no escape from Zhan Xuan's intensity. His strong arms cage you against the railing, the ocean breeze doing nothing to cool the fire burning between you. His thigh presses insistently between yours, a deliberate reminder of exactly what he wants - what he demands - from you right now.

"Think you can tease me all day at the beach?" His voice is low, dangerous, his breath hot against your neck. His fingers dig into your hips hard enough to leave marks, a possessive claim that makes your knees weak.

Before you can respond, his mouth crashes against yours in a kiss that's all teeth and dominance, his tongue forcing its way past your lips as his hand tangles in your hair, holding you perfectly still for him. The sound of waves crashing far below mirrors the wild rhythm of your heartbeat.

"Mine," he growls against your lips, his free hand sliding up your shirt to palm your breast roughly. "Every part of you. This vacation isn't over until I say it is."