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 did

such a hurry? I’m the boss, yet I’m still here.

We had already finished doing the deed. What else did

if you want to

the man to take action. It must be because

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

resisted the urge to give him two tight slaps after hearing his reply. Did I say anything to imply that my sex drive is high? Indeed, he had a strange way of

refuse to get off me? Do you know how heavy

laying on top of me? Did he

we’ll have to wait till

after he left.

to take the subway. However, since Michael insisted that he would fetch me to work,

at a

he said as

an awkward expression on his face. He was looking straight at the

jewelry box at once. What greeted

of jewelry was stunning as it sparkled under the rays of the sun. More importantly,

too expensive. Please take it back as I can’t

cost him at least tens of thousands. How could I accept it when I

box and handed it back to Michael. Diamonds were a girl’s best friend. However, I really should not accept

back what I have given. If you don’t