Love from My Dominant Boss

Chapter 411 Venting His Desire

Michael moved quickly. He leaned close to my ear and spoke sensually.

When he spoke, I could feel his warm breath puffing against my ear, tickling it.

Michael grunted as his expression turned even more solemn.

“How desperate are you? Even words can make you feel aroused. Didn’t Nicholas satisfy you on the bed?”

Michael continued speaking beside my ear. However, when I heard what he said, I had an urge to punch him.

If he wants to do it, just do it! Why must he drag Nicholas into this? There’s nothing between Nicholas and me—absolutely nothing. Why is he saying this now? Does it feel good to insult me?

“I think that his is much bigger than yours. Also, he lasts longer than you. Compared to doing it with you, it felt much better and satisfying with him!”

Since he had already insulted me like that, there was no need for me to show him any mercy. Despite knowing how possessive Michael was, I went on to say that. I wanted him to experience how I felt.

When he heard what I said, he stopped mid-action. He propped his arms beside me while a dangerous glint appeared in his eyes.

“Did you say that you felt more comfortable doing it with him? That his is bigger than mine and that he lasts longer?”

a dangerous look in his eyes as he stared at me, making me feel like

flustered. I did not know what he would do next, but I did not want to give in. After all, he was the one who insulted

are

straight at Michael, I suppressed my panic

it the second after I said that.

pain. However, it was like he had gone mad—he did not even care that I

stop! You’re… hurting

frowned in agony. Although I was aroused by how passionate Michael was, my body would not be able to take it for

Didn’t you say that Nicholas’ was bigger than mine and that he lasts longer in bed? Since I haven’t satisfied you in the past, I’ll let

speaking to me, his body did not slow down

seen Michael act so crazily. At that moment, I regretted saying those words to provoke him—I was digging my own grave. If I did not say that and just

I barely had any time to rest. Michael kept wanting more

passed by in a rush of madness. I screamed so much that my throat became hoarse. Michael

Michael gazed at my face, a look of heartache flashed across his eyes before disappearing

good last night? Did

my understanding of him, he

closed my eyes, no longer looking at him. There was no energy left within me and

never give in to him. However, I knew clearly that if I continued to provoke him, I might

I learned a lesson—never praise another man in front of someone like Michael, especially when it

you’re silent, does it mean that you’re still unsatisfied? Do you want