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.

but he did not budge at

such a hurry? I’m the boss, yet I’m

glared at Michael after he said that, feeling a little angry. We had already finished doing the

if you want

 It

before giving me 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,

two tight slaps after hearing his reply. Did I say anything to imply that my sex drive is high? Indeed, he

just thought that you’re not satisfied. Otherwise, why would you refuse to get off me? Do

laying on top

you again. But, I think we’ll have

of relief after he left.

the subway. However, since Michael insisted that he would

towards the office. When the car stopped at a red light, he took

for you,” he said as he tossed it into

his face. He was looking straight at the red

jewelry box at

the sun. More importantly, it was

too expensive. Please take it back as

least tens of thousands. How

Michael. Diamonds were a girl’s best friend. However,

I have given. If you don’t want it, I’ll