Love from My Dominant Boss

Love from My Dominant Boss Chapter 411

Venting His Desire

Michael moved quickly. He leaned close to my ear and spoke sensually.

When he spoke, I could feel his warm breath puffing against my ear, tickling it.

Michael grunted as his expression turned even more solemn.

“How desperate are you? Even words can make you feel aroused. Didn’t Nicholas satisfy you on the bed?”

Michael continued speaking beside my ear. However, when I heard what he said, I had an urge to punch him.

If he wants to do it, just do it! Why must he drag Nicholas into this? There’s nothing between Nicholas and me—absolutely nothing. Why is he saying this now? Does it feel good to insult me?

“I think that his is much bigger than yours. Also, he lasts longer than you. Compared to doing it with you, it felt much better and satisfying with him!”

Since he had already insulted me like that, there was no need for me to show him any mercy. Despite knowing how possessive Michael was, I went on to say that. I wanted him to experience how I felt.

When he heard what I said, he stopped mid-action. He propped his arms beside me while a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes.

“Did you say that you felt more comfortable doing it with him? That his is bigger than mine and that he lasts longer?”

his eyes as he stared at me,

know what he would do next, but I did not want to give

His techniques are

straight at Michael, I suppressed my panic

regretted it the second after I said that. Michael started moving violently and I could barely

his chest, wanting to lessen the pain. However, it was

stop! You’re…

was aroused by how passionate Michael was, my body would not be able to take it for

lasts longer in bed? Since I haven’t satisfied you in the past, I’ll let you enjoy it tonight. Let’s see who can make you feel even more satisfied!” spat Michael

he was speaking to me, his body did not slow down

to provoke him—I was digging my own grave. If I did not say that and just endured his mocking comments, I would not have to suffer like

I barely had any time to rest. Michael kept

madness. I screamed so much that my throat became hoarse. Michael only spared me when morning arrived, but

Michael gazed at my face, a

beside my ear and demanded frostily, “Did it feel good last night? Did you hit climax many times? Is he better on bed

to my understanding of

was no energy left within me and I did not want to argue with him

However, I knew clearly that if I continued to provoke him, I might not be able to withstand what would come

I learned a lesson—never praise another man in front of someone like Michael, especially when