After Marrying My Boss

Michael slid his hand down my chest and stopped at my stomach. There, he brushed his fingers gently across it. Although I had given birth before, I recovered my figure pretty well. Also, due to how busy I was over the past year, there was barely any fat on my tummy at all.

As he circled his finger around my navel, the lust within me gradually intensified. I couldn't wait for him to enter me any longer.

“Michael...” I called out his name, inviting him to satisfy me.

“Mmm-hmm,” he grunted in acknowledgment with a deep voice.

When there was no further action from him, I began to feel anxious. All this while, he always couldn't wait to enter me. But today, he seemed to be holding back, causing me to wonder if he was doing it on purpose. After all, he knew how unbearable it felt for me.

“Michael...” I called out his name again and rubbed myself against him. At that moment, my intention couldn't be any more obvious.

“Do you want it?” he asked with a gruff voice.

From his tone, I knew that he was already trying hard to suppress his desire.

“Mmm-hmm,” I moaned in response.

At that moment, I had set aside all sense of decency. After having a few drinks, I became a different person where my lust had overwhelmed my rationality.

Michael didn't give in to me. Instead, he leaned into my ear and whispered, “Tell me that you want me, and I will satisfy you.”

“I want you.”

Without holding back, I did as he asked. After that, I wrapped my arms around his neck to invite him to come on top of me.

Having heard what he wanted, Michael stopped hesitating and went on to ravage me.

Due to a night of wild passion, I awoke the next morning with my body aching all over.

When I opened my eyes, I could feel my head hurting, as if the hangover had yet to pass. Moreover, the pain I felt throughout my body seemed to be particularly excruciating.

Just when I struggled to move my body, I realized that I was in the arms of a man. Jolted by the thought, I turned around to look. The moment I saw Michael, my heart skipped a beat. Furthermore, I was puzzled as to why he was lying in my bed.

“Why are you in my bed?” I looked warily at him.

Considering where he was, what happened last night couldn't be any more obvious.

When Michael heard my voice, he opened his eyes slightly and responded in a languid tone, “What do you think?”

Upon hearing his answer, I tried hard to recall the events of the night before. As fragments of memory flooded into my mind, I remembered that both of us had made love...

In fact, I seemed to be the one who lead him on. Embarrassed by the thought, I couldn't help but wish that the ground would open up and swallow me whole. Every time I declared that I wouldn't sleep with him, my lust would end up overwhelming me. It was so bad that I began to suspect that I was a nymphomaniac.

“G-Get out of my bed!”

Regaining my memory of the events caused me to be filled with frustration. Feeling embarrassed, the last person I wanted to see then was Michael.

“Anna, are you trying to get rid of me after using me? Last night, you refused to let me leave when you needed me. And now, you're kicking me out after I have satisfied you,” Michael sneered.

Furrowing his brows, he looked at me with displeasure.

After being accused of being heartless, my cheeks began to blush as I glared at him.

“Since when did I say that I wanted you? You're just putting words into my mouth. Obviously, you're the one that tried to seduce me, for I was already asleep!”

Despite the fact that I couldn't hide my feelings when I was drunk, there was no way I would admit that I wanted him when I was sober.

To be honest, I couldn't believe that I behaved in such a callous manner. All this while, I had assumed that I was a conservative woman. However, my memories from the night before and the sensations my body felt were real. They undoubtedly indicated to me that I was the one who requested Michael to make love to me.

“I took the initiative? Last night, you were the one who asked me for it. Anna, I even managed to record it down. Do you want to take a listen? It contains your sensual moans too.”

He didn't care for my denial at all. At that moment, he took out his phone from underneath the pillow and broke into a mischievous smile.