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

yet I’m

little angry. We had already finished doing the deed. What else did he

you want to do it

for the man to take action. It must be because he was not satisfied. So, he did not want to

“It seems like I did not satisfy you even after trying so hard just now. Well,

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

thought that you’re not satisfied. Otherwise, why would you refuse to

on doing it again, why was he still laying on top of me? Did he really not know that I could

I think we’ll have to wait till tonight,”

heaved a long sigh of relief after he left. I got dressed as

insisted that he would fetch me to

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

a present for you,” he said as he tossed it

Michael had an awkward expression on his face. He was

the jewelry box at once. What

More importantly, it was a gift from Michael. However, I could not accept such

expensive. Please take it

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

best friend. However,

have given. If you don’t want it,