The Wrong Woman

The steamy mist from the hot water filled the entire bathroom.

Sienna stood under the showerhead, letting the hot water wash over her body.

She thought of Daniel's handsome face, his strong physique, and the words he had said.

She had thought after a man finished himself once, it would take a long time for him to recover. She hadn't realized that because of her, he had been holding back all this time.

After her shower, Sienna walked out of the room wearing a mini nightgown.

Daniel was leaning against the headboard, looking at his phone.

Sienna slowly walked toward him.

The moment he raised his head, he was stunned. Then, he slowly put down his phone.

His gaze grew more intense as he looked at her flushed face. He could see that she was a bit shy when he looked into her clear and pretty eyes.

all the right places, with delicate

in anticipation. Then, he reached his hand out

hand and went onto the bed

tiny waist with both hands, breathing heavily, gulping his desire. "That's a beautiful nightgown," he remarked. "Are you sure you want to sleep in it

and asked, "Weren't these clothes bought by

don't know fashion or what women like, so I had the stylist pick

course, Sienna

She asked him back, "Do

good in anything," Daniel replied before gulping again. As he gazed at her

wanted it very badly.

him, and he met her halfway,

Daniel's emotions. He lost control and fell

temperature in the room gradually rose, becoming unbearably

both utterly captivated

and weak. Even though she was the one who initiated it, she still felt nervous and afraid of pain. Daniel's kiss slowly traveled from her lips to her

knew what they were. She buried her face