Love from My Dominant Boss

I was past the age of blindly pursuing love, but my parents wished to see me get married, and I could not bear to let them down. I wanted to settle down with a good man too.

I had wasted seven years of my youth on Justin, and I could not afford to squander my remaining youth. My ex-classmates were all married with kids. Even Natalie had found herself a boyfriend, so I was the only singleton left. Sometimes, when I was feeling down, I realized I had no one to confide in. That made me feel like I was the loneliest person on earth.

I did not have the wishful dream of being swept off my feet by a prince charming. All I wanted was a reliable man who could spare me a listening ear when I needed one.

I decided I had to find the opportunity to discuss this issue with Michael. Although he had proposed an open relationship with me, I had no plans to stay in such a relationship for long.

Just as my mind was wandering, the sound of running water stopped, and Michael walked out of the bathroom.

He was topless and only had a towel wrapped around his waist, his sculptured chest in full view.

He had water droplets on his tanned chest, and his hair was dripping wet too. He looked wild and sexy.

Much as I had a conservative upbringing, I could not help but stare at this alluring sight.

I had to admit Michael was a gem, both in terms of looks and built. Countless women in Avenport would be delighted to sleep with him.

He was drying his hair with a towel, and he had this gift of making every little move mesmerizing.

He walked toward me and threw the towel he was using next to me.

He had a sly smile on his face. He bent down and whispered flirtatiously in my ear, “You no longer hide the fact that you are ogling at my body, do you, Anna?”

skip a beat. I hurriedly turned

already played with that body of yours multiple times, so what

despite being deeply embarrassed by myself. Although I was conservative, I had a sharp tongue and would

his wicked

both should get our needs met. If you wish to, I can let you look to your heart’s

stretched out his hand to remove the

and instinctively covered my

or say

a while but sensing something was

still had the towel around his waist, and he was looking mockingly at me. I

never knew an intimidating monster like him had

talking. You are like a dead fish when it comes to the real act. You could not even manage to do it in a

turned to embarrassment

with him, hoping that the promiscuous impression would turn him off and

to see

by the dead

never seen a dead fish with such a beautiful body as

Imagine being turned on by

but it was maddening to be called

right. It would take a lot to make you an expert, but I am impressive in my sexual skills, so