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.”

now confident he is.

be able to let

determined, there would be

process was

wash her hands, “It’s been a while

lift her arms; thankful she

take a shower, Melvin said, stripping

the durian on the table,

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no appetite, her body all limp. She headed to the bedroom and collapsed

naked, and slipped under the covers beside her.

to glance at him. “Aren’t you leaving?”

and hugged her shoulder, closing his eyes, “You

this endless cycle, so she tried to pull away from

she could move, he hugged her from behind, his voice sleepy, “Be good, stop fussing.

like a lover’s whisper, stirring deep inside

but she was tired too, and

moming. Jocelyn woke up to those deep, affectionate peach blossom

wanted to get up, but he flipped her beneath him.

are you

fixing her hair, “Let’s pretend nothing

to discuss

you agree,

wet the bed sheet, it’s on you,

there the first couple of days; just a move would

rolled off to let

appetite, just sipped some warmed-up milk and

the covers to her abdomen, gently massaging, “I’ve heard

at him lazily, “With you?”

“Dream on”

removed his hand, “You can

and then

just

she felt a bit hollow inside

the pain or something else that made

was Melvin, dressed in a casual white top and black bottoms, silting at her vanity, arms crossed, legs propped up,

left, hadn’t

he get back in?

in your sleep, Melvin grinned, smug and

Jocelyn was clueless.

‘Melvin, I want” His smile deepened.

face turned beet red.

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