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.

She had curves in all the right

parched. He swallowed in anticipation. Then, he reached his hand

onto

heavily, gulping his desire. "That's a beautiful nightgown," he remarked. "Are you sure you

and asked, "Weren't these clothes bought by

I had the stylist pick them out for

Sienna liked

him

gulping again. As he gazed

very badly. She placed her

to kiss him,

an avalanche, stirring up Daniel's emotions. He lost

in the room gradually rose,

left them both utterly captivated and unable

who initiated it, she still felt nervous and afraid of pain. Daniel's kiss slowly traveled from her lips to her face, then her neck.

took out two condoms, placing them by the bed. Sienna knew what they were. She buried her