The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 7

Jocelyn remained unyielding

As Melvin kissed her lips, his breathing heavy, “Don’t push me”

“Do you really want to keep things this way with me forever?” Jocelyn tried to keep her cool.

Melvin’s hands roamed over her body, masterfully taking control, “Forever” works for me”

Early in her period, she was too touchy to resist.

That volcanic rush of sensation had her shamefully squeezing her legs together, he knew just how to get her going.

“What am I to you without a name, without a status?” Jocelyn was losing her mind, probably because she hadn’t worked out in a while, and her desires were easily stirred by him.

A lifetime was indeed tempting.

Melvin bit through the thin nightgown, and upon hearing her gasp, he looked up proudly at her misty eyes, “Why do we need a name or label? We’re in sync and life’s good; isn’t that enough?”

He was so bad.

Bad enough to leave Jocelyn at a loss for words.

She had even convinced herself that his good stamina and skills were a point in his favor.

In the adult world, that really mattered.

“I want a real relationship, marriage, and kids,” Jocelyn said with a fast-beating heart, “If you can’t give me those, then stop leading me on.”

Melvin took her hand and placed it on his lower half, his voice rough, “You know you’re the one who really turns me on.”

Jocelyn’s breath was erratic. She wanted to pull away but was held down firmly.

“You love me, and I’m with you, isn’t that what you want?” Melvin’s seductive voice was magnetic.

She loved him, and he knew it all too well.

It was because of this unfair love that he dared to toy with her.

A moment of clarity pierced Jocelyn’s muddled thoughts, “What about you? Do you love me?”

Melvin held her hand, “If I’m all fired up just for you, doesn’t that mean you’re the one for me?”

Never saying love, that was Melvin.

Jocelyn knew that tonight, without making a move, there would be no end. Her grip tightened, her palm burning. “After tonight, I won’t love you anymore.”

Melvin had already closed his eyes in contentment, holding her hand as if undergoing physical therapy, swallowing hard, and making a sound that could make one blush, “We’ll talk after tonight.”

confident he is.

Jocelyn would never be able to let

she was determined, there

process was

her hands, “It’s been a while since I’ve

arms; thankful she

shower, Melvin said, stripping off his pants with a look of

he pointed at the durian on the table, “Eat it

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no appetite, her body all limp. She headed to

slipped under the

head to glance at him. “Aren’t

naturally slipped his arm under her head and hugged her shoulder, closing his eyes,

your problem,” Jocelyn didn’t want this endless cycle, so

could move, he hugged her from behind, his voice sleepy, “Be good, stop fussing. Let’s sleep.”

lover’s whisper, stirring deep inside her.

but she was tired

next moming. Jocelyn woke up to those deep, affectionate

wanted to get up, but he flipped her

are you

softly, fixing her hair, “Let’s pretend

to discuss this, “Move. I need to use the

you agree, I’ll move.”

on you, Jocelyn said without a

volcanic eruption down there the first couple of days; just

frowned but rolled off to

some warmed-up milk and curled up in bed

the covers to her abdomen, gently massaging, “I’ve heard that women don’t get menstrual

looked at him

“Dream on”

“You can

up, left the bedroom, and then she heard

he just leave

felt a bit hollow inside as he

or something else that made her tears

a casual white top and black bottoms, silting

had left, hadn’t he?

did he get back in?

your sleep, Melvin grinned, smug

Jocelyn was clueless.

said, ‘Melvin, I want” His

turned beet

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