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Chapter 10: Morning After the Mask
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2026-06-05 21:56:26Sienna's POV
Morning light warmed the sheets. I woke first, still wrapped in Andrea’s arms, his body spooned tightly against mine. His morning wood pressed hot and heavy against my ass, and the memory of last night flooded back—his confessions, the way he’d touched me like I mattered beyond any contract. I shifted slightly, grinding back against him. Andrea stirred, his hand sliding possessively over my hip. “Morning,” he rasped, voice thick with sleep. He didn’t pull away. Instead, he kissed the back of my neck, slow and lingering. Andrea Voss POV I remembered fragments. Whiskey. Words spilling out that I never meant to say. *I don’t want you to leave.* Heat crept up my neck. Had I really admitted that? Sober now, the vulnerability felt dangerous. But her body against mine felt right. Too right. I tightened my arm around her waist. “Last night… I said things.” “You did,” she murmured, turning in my arms to face me. Her eyes were soft, searching. I avoided full eye contact, embarrassed in a way I hadn’t been in years. “Ignore most of it. Whiskey talks too much.” But my cock betrayed me, twitching against her stomach. Sienna's POV He was retreating behind the mask again, but slower this time. I wouldn’t let him hide completely. I pushed him onto his back and straddled his hips, my palms flat on his chest. “Then let me remind you without words,” I whispered. I leaned down and kissed him deeply, taking control for once. He groaned into my mouth as I rocked my wet pussy along the thick length of his cock, coating him in my juices. No rush. Just teasing friction that made us both breathe heavier. Andrea’s hands gripped my thighs but didn’t guide me. He let me set the pace. I reached between us, wrapped my fingers around his impressive shaft, and stroked him slowly from base to tip, thumb circling the sensitive head where precum was already beading. “Fuck, Sienna…” he hissed. I positioned him at my entrance and sank down inch by inch, taking every thick inch until my ass rested against his balls. The stretch was perfect. I paused there, clenching around him, watching his face. His eyes were half-lidded, jaw tight with restraint. Instead of riding him hard, I rolled my hips in slow, sensual circles, grinding my clit against his pelvis with every movement. My hands explored his chest, tracing the dark wings tattoo as I rode him deep and lazy. Andrea’s hands moved to my breasts, thumbs brushing my nipples in time with my rhythm. “You feel incredible,” he said hoarsely. “So tight and warm around me.” I leaned forward, changing the angle so he hit that perfect spot inside with every roll. Our mouths met again in wet, open kisses. Sweat slicked our skin. The pleasure built gradually, deep and intense, until I was trembling. “Come with me,” I gasped. His hips bucked up to meet me, finally losing some control. I clenched hard around him as my orgasm hit, pulsing waves milking his cock. Andrea groaned deeply, hands gripping my ass as he spilled inside me, hot thick ropes filling me completely. We stayed connected, breathing together. He pulled me down to his chest, stroking my back almost tenderly. Andrea Voss POV She felt too good. Too right. The things I’d confessed last night lingered like a hangover. I remembered enough to feel exposed. I wasn’t ready to name what this was becoming, but pulling away completely felt impossible now. My phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached for it reluctantly. New message from an unknown number. ‘Unknown: The groundbreaking ceremony this afternoon will be entertaining. Elena has stories to share about the real reason Vance Architecture was targeted. Bring your new wife. Let’s see how long the happy marriage lasts when the truth comes out. — JB’ No edited photos this time. Just a direct threat. Sienna's POV Andrea’s body tensed beneath me. He showed me the message silently. His hand kept stroking my back, but the softness from moments ago was already fading. “Blackwood is bringing Elena to the ceremony today,” he said quietly. “In front of everyone.” I kissed his chest. “We face it together. Fake marriage or not… last night felt real.” He didn’t answer right away. But he held me a little tighter before we finally got up to face the day. As I showered, another text arrived on my phone from a different unknown number. ‘Unknown: Ask Andrea what he offered Elena five years ago in exchange for her silence. The company wasn’t the only thing he wanted from your family. Careful who you trust in that penthouse.’ I deleted it, heart racing. Andrea was letting me in, piece by piece. But how many secrets was he still guarding? The groundbreaking ceremony this afternoon would test everything. And I was starting to fear that our thirty days might not be enough time to survive what was coming. ---
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