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?”

teeth furiously. There was a dangerous look in his eyes as he stared at

eyes, I started to feel flustered. I did not know what he would do next, but I did not want to give

are better

at Michael, I suppressed my

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

my hand against his chest, wanting to lessen the pain. However, it was like he had gone mad—he did not even care that I

stop! You’re… hurting

frowned in agony. Although I was aroused by how passionate Michael was, my body would not be able to take it for a prolonged

Nicholas’ was bigger than mine and that he lasts longer in bed? Since I haven’t

to me, his body did not slow down at

seen Michael act so crazily. At that moment, I regretted saying those words to provoke him—I was digging my own grave. If I did not say that and just endured his

time to rest. Michael

I screamed so much that my throat became hoarse. Michael only spared me when

lay on my bed like a ragged doll, my limbs spread wide apart. When Michael gazed at my face, a look of heartache flashed across his eyes

feel good last night? Did you hit climax many times? Is he better on bed

to my understanding of him, he

no longer looking at him. There was no energy left within me and

never give in to him. However, I knew clearly that if I continued to

someone like Michael, especially when it came to their skills in bed. Otherwise, he would not let you off