Love from My Dominant Boss

After what seemed like an eternity, Michael rested on top of me while panting heavily.

I could feel his heart racing due to the vigorous exercise we had just done.

After a while, he propped himself up on his hands and looked down at me.

“Did it feel good?” Still flushed from our passionate entanglement earlier on, it made his question sound extra amorous.

A blush of embarrassment flashed across my cheeks immediately as I turned to face away from him. How was I supposed to answer such a straightforward question?

“Nope,” I answered.

That was the only answer I could give as I couldn’t possibly have told him that I enjoyed it. That would be too embarrassing.

“Really? You were moaning in pleasure just now. Were you faking it?”

Michael was not upset with my answer. Instead, he cocked his brows as the corners of his lips curled into a sexy smile. In addition to his topless body, he looked extremely seductive.

After hearing what Michael said, my face turned as red as a ripe tomato and I was too shy to continue looking at him.

Was there anything that the man did not dare to say? Who would be able to fake those moans in the middle of doing it?

“It’s getting late. We should get up and get ready for work,” I said in a fluster. Michael’s intent gaze was making me uncomfortable.

push him away, but he

yet I’m still here.

already finished doing the deed. What

you want to do it one more

action. It must be because he was not satisfied. So, he did not want to let

a puzzled look. After he processed my words, he raised his brows and replied, “It seems like I did not satisfy you even after trying so hard just now. Well, I really can’t tell that you have such a high drive. Does it mean that I need to

slaps after hearing his reply. Did I say anything to imply that my sex drive is high?

you refuse to get

top

can pleasure you again. But, I think we’ll have

of relief after he left. I got dressed

since Michael insisted that he would

stopped at a

said as he tossed it into my

expression on his face. He was looking straight at the

at him in surprise and opened the jewelry box

sparkled under the rays of the sun. More importantly, it was a gift from Michael. However, I could

Please

at least tens of thousands. How could I accept it when I already owe him so

best friend. However, I really should not accept any

have given. If you don’t