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 the surrounding

eyes, I started to feel flustered. I did not know what he would do next, but I

His techniques are better

at Michael, I suppressed my panic and replied

I regretted it the second after I said that. Michael started moving violently and I could barely

lessen the pain. However, it was

You’re…

by how passionate Michael was, my body would not be able to take it for a prolonged

take it anymore? 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 you enjoy it tonight. Let’s see who can make

to me, his body did not slow down

At that moment, I regretted saying those words to provoke him—I was digging my own grave. If

time to rest. Michael

much that my throat became hoarse. Michael

my bed like a ragged doll, my limbs spread wide apart. When Michael gazed at my face, a look of

and demanded frostily, “Did it feel good last night? Did you

fury. According to my understanding of him, he was furious about what I

at him. There was no energy left within

my personality, I would never give in to him. However, I knew clearly that if I continued to provoke him, I

of someone like Michael, especially when it came to their skills in bed. Otherwise, he would not let you off the

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