Love from My Dominant Boss

I glared at Michael’s cheery expression. His grin soon turned wicked, and I scoffed, burying my head into his chest. He placed his mouth right next to my ear and whispered, “Someone seems enthusiastic.” The sensation of his warm breath grazing my ears sent goosebumps all over my skin.

I would be lying if I said I was not the least bit tempted to give in to desire. Right on cue, my face became as red as a tomato. I turned my head away to avoid meeting his eyes. Michael knew me as well as I knew him.

Instead of getting upset at my silence, he merely let his hands do the talking. His teasing touches were driving me crazy, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy before retreating and leaving me hanging. Is he going to mess around with me like this the whole night? Annoyed, I shoved him away and prepared to turn around and sleep. Michael seemed to have caught on to my intention. He upped the ante before I managed to push him away.

lose myself in a web of desire. Hazily, I saw Michael admiring my facial expression with

it off,” Michael groaned into my ear. Always a sucker for his low and rich baritone voice, my heart tingled with need. My hands started moving on their own accord and fumbled

of lust overwhelmed me. I knew without a doubt that Michael was the fittest and most attractive man I knew. My ogling seemed

just as I thought I was about to collapse in exhaustion. We were both panting heavily at the end. Michael stared at my flushed cheeks

rapid heartbeat. Slinging my arm over his waist, I sighed in satisfaction. As our wedding day approached, I spent my days suspended in a sort of anxious anticipation. Despite my concerns over how the wedding would turn out, I knew that I would be happy as long as I could be with