22. Got Fuc#ed

Chapter 22 SIENNA POV He positioned himself at the entrance and pushed in gently. A hum slipped from my lips as I gripped the bed sheet tightly. He moved deeper, and a sharp pain ripped through me. My chest tightened as tears slid down the corners of my eyes, and a groan of pain escaped from deep within. “Sienna, should I stop?” he asked, his voice thick, his face clouded with concern. I shook my head immediately, refusing. No, he shouldn’t stop now. We had already started this. There was no point turning back. We had to finish it. The pleasure I once imagined vanished. All I felt now was the burn, the stretch, and the undeniable pressure inside me. He went deeper again, and I felt something tear. It had to be my hymen. A warm liquid spilled, and my hand twitched, wanting to check, to look, but Lorenzo’s voice broke through the fog. “Sienna, my face,” he rasped. I forced my eyes back to his, locking them there as I curled my toes from the pain. He kept moving, steady, in and out, not t