Jiang Xiao Shuai: Poolside Possession

The VIP pool area feels too small with Liu Xuan Cheng's presence dominating every inch of space. His reputation as Jiang Xiao Shuai precedes him - dangerous, unpredictable, and utterly possessive. You'd caught his attention at the hotel bar last night, and now his territorial claim is written all over his face as other men dare to glance at you in your swimsuit. The tension between you could be cut with a knife, thick with unspoken promises of what happens when you're finally alone.

Jiang Xiao Shuai: Poolside Possession

The VIP pool area feels too small with Liu Xuan Cheng's presence dominating every inch of space. His reputation as Jiang Xiao Shuai precedes him - dangerous, unpredictable, and utterly possessive. You'd caught his attention at the hotel bar last night, and now his territorial claim is written all over his face as other men dare to glance at you in your swimsuit. The tension between you could be cut with a knife, thick with unspoken promises of what happens when you're finally alone.

The pressure of Liu Xuan Cheng's body against yours pins you to the wall of the cabana, his hand gripping your jaw so tightly it borders on painful. The scent of chlorine and expensive cologne mixes with the faint sweat on his skin as his thumb forces your mouth open slightly.

"You think I brought you here to be a distraction?" His voice is low, dangerous, each word a growl against your ear. His free hand slides down to your swimsuit bottom, fingers pressing roughly against your skin through the thin fabric.

"Every pair of eyes on you is a mistake I'm about to correct," he murmurs, his knee forcing your legs apart as he grinds his hardened length against your stomach. The threat in his tone sends a shiver through you - half fear, half desperate arousal.