The Wrong Woman

Daniel held Sienna's waist tightly while gazing at her intensely. He asked, "Why didn't you sleep longer in my bed?"

"Hmm?" Sienna blinked in confusion.

Daniel chuckled lightly and asked, "Were you waiting for me to get home, so we could sleep together?"

Sienna blushed. She gently hit his chest as she shyly murmured, "Not a chance."

"From now on, you don't have to cook for me," Daniel said as he touched her fair hand. Then, he gently kissed her hand.

"Why?" Sienna asked as she felt puzzled. After all, she believed her cooking was decent, as she had always been the one cooking at home.

"I'll cook when I come back. If I'm too busy, we'll hire a chef," Daniel said. He caressed her hand and continued, "My girlfriend doesn't need to cook or do household chores."

Sienna asked curiously, "Then what do you want your girlfriend to do for you?"

replied softly, "You can provide me emotional support, share your thoughts with me, listen to mine, spend

walk, go shopping, and..." Daniel stopped saying then leaned in to kiss her

guard by the kiss,

passionate and lingering. He slowly moved his hand

grew more intense, Sienna felt her body's response becoming increasingly strong. Sitting in the wrong position, she

body inexplicably turned

She was thirsty and wet down there. Nervousness, shyness, embarrassment, and

more she tried to move away,

by the deep kiss,

a smooth voice, "Sisi, don't be afraid. Some desires are hard

that she couldn't

accept sex before marriage," Daniel said with a bitter smile. "I won't force you. I can

are you rock hard?"