The Wrong Woman

Daniel's kisses were unlike any Sienna had experienced before-deep, consuming, almost devouring, with a sense of plunder.

She couldn't help but sense his desire, feeling his tense body tremble ever so slightly.

No matter how insecure or scared she felt, Sienna couldn't change the fact that she was Daniel Morrison's wife.

This was an inevitable path she had to tread.

Daniel's kisses were no longer satisfied with just Sienna's lips. They traveled to her neck, ran across her shoulder, and then gently brushed her earlobe.

His voice, rough and intimate, whispered, "Don't be afraid, Sisi."

Sienna's breathing grew erratic, her nervous hands clutching the bedsheets.

The sound from the movie abruptly faded into silence, and the projection screen dimmed, plunging the room into darkness.

A faint glow filtered through the curtains, casting a murky, shadowy atmosphere over the space.

Despite the darkness, Daniel's kisses persisted. Slowly and tentatively, he began to remove her clothes. In a gentle voice, he asked, "Are you okay with this?"

Sienna bashfully closed her eyes, turning her head to avoid facing him. Her cheeks flushed red, her skin warm and quivering, while her chest rose and fell rhythmically with each breath. Anxiety overwhelmed her, leaving her too nervous to speak.

Sienna's first time, and she didn't dare to open her

to run down her spine. This new and unfamiliar feeling

tightly, suppressing the urge to moan,

moment, Daniel couldn't contain his desires any longer. He hastened his pace,

embrace, lost in the intensity of the moment. Sienna's mind went

Daniel murmured in

long, intense foreplay that heightened her desire to its peak. She completely surrendered, eagerly responding to his every move. Suddenly, Daniel firmly gripped Sienna's wrist, pinning it against the headboard. He silenced any potential cries by sealing her lips with his

in agony, her eyes forced open as tears streamed down her cheeks. Her body trembled with pain as

to cry out, to fight,

me

kiss deepened, muffling her voice. Her whimper turned into a choked

Sienna finally understood why Daniel had rejected her offer to administer the

drugs, it was

was incredibly gentle, moving so slowly that it drove him to the Brink of madness.

and voluptuous body in his embrace, left him feeling overwhelmed and infatuated, unable to

his indulgence grew, pushing the

Sisi..." Daniel whispered repeatedly in

he had brought