**Chapter 61**
SIENNA'S POV
He didn’t ask again.
The belt came open with a sharp sound. He shoved his jeans down just far enough, dragged me to the edge of the bed by my thighs, and pushed inside in one hard thrust.
The stretch punched the air out of me. Thick. Deep. No time to adjust. He bottomed out and stayed there for a second, jaw clenched, eyes locked on mine like he was daring me to look away. Four years of distance collapsed into the single, brutal fact of him inside me again.
“Still a stranger?” he muttered.
I didn’t answer. My hands fisted in the sheets. He pulled almost all the way out and slammed back in—
A knock cut through the room.
Three light taps.
My mother’s voice. “Sweetheart? You awake?”
We both froze.
His c**k was still buried inside me. My legs were still
