Power
As he entered the flat she turned and pounced on him. Gripping him by the throat she drove him backwards against the door forcing it closed with a clear and definitive 'snick'. His heart was hammering as her fingers dug into his jugular and carotid. Physically she was no match for him, but this wasn't about the physicality of either of them. With her petite 5' frame pressed hard against she eased the force from his throat. He snatched a grateful breath then she drove her hand forwards...