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.

myself in a web of desire. Hazily, I saw Michael admiring my facial expression with a knowing smile. My reaction was a test of self-control for him as well. His admiring gaze soon turned into repressed longing

line, and it was only a matter of time before he snapped. “Help me take 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

than enough for me to admire his chiseled body. I could not help but swallow as a fresh wave of lust overwhelmed me. I knew without a doubt that Michael was the fittest and most attractive man I knew. My ogling seemed to please Michael, who wore a triumphant smirk on

loved. “Faster. I can’t wait anymore!” Michael found his release 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

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