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?”

gritted his teeth furiously. There was a dangerous look in his eyes as he stared at me, making me feel like the surrounding air

into Michael’s eyes, I started to feel 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 me

are

I suppressed my panic and replied

second after I said that. Michael started

pressed my hand against his chest, wanting to lessen the pain. However, it was like he had gone mad—he did not even care that I was in

You’re…

my body would not be able to take it for a prolonged period of

longer in bed? Since I haven’t satisfied you in the past, I’ll let you enjoy it tonight. Let’s see who can make you feel even more satisfied!” spat Michael

he was speaking to me, his body did not

my own grave. If I did not

time to rest.

my throat became hoarse.

doll, my limbs spread wide apart. When Michael

down beside my ear and demanded frostily, “Did it feel good last night? Did you hit climax many times? Is he better on bed

and fury. According to my understanding of him, he was

him. There was no energy left within me and I did not want

to him. However, I knew clearly that if I continued to provoke him, I might not be able to

in front of someone like Michael, especially when it came to their skills in

does it mean that you’re still unsatisfied? Do you want me to