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 teeth furiously. There was a dangerous look in his eyes as he stared at me, making me feel like the surrounding

to feel flustered. I did not know what he would do next, but I did not want to give in. After all, he was the one who insulted me

are better

at Michael, I suppressed my

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

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

was, my

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

speaking to me, his body did not slow down at

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

night, I barely had any time to rest.

entire night passed by in a rush of madness. I screamed so much that my throat

apart. When Michael gazed at my

demanded frostily, “Did it feel good last night? Did you

fury. According to my understanding of him, he was furious about what I

longer looking at him. There was no energy left within

I knew clearly that if I continued to provoke him, I might not

learned a lesson—never praise another man in front of someone like Michael, especially when it came to their skills in bed. Otherwise, he would not let you off the hook