The Unwilling CEO’s Love Game

Chapter 53

After coming to her senses, Jocelyn was sprawled all over him, panting for breath.

Melvin’s hand caressed her back, planting occasional kisses on her shoulder, “What did you want to say just now?”

“Huh?”

“You called out for me. Didn’t you want to say something?”

Jocelyn didn’t lift her head. She wanted to say that she loved him.

The two of them were quite something. No matter how engrossed or passionate they were, they never dropped the “L–bomb.”

Every time they got it on, it was serious business. They were totally immersed in feeling each other’s body heat, chatting too, but it was all about whether it felt good or what they craved.

Pillow talk was about the comfort of positions and the intensity, never really about the heart.

“I wanted to say, I love you.” Jocelyn felt like those words were stuck in her throat, she couldn’t find peace.

Melvin looked up at her, “You want more?”

Jocelyn let out a long, deep sigh. She wasn’t too bummed out; it was all expected.

“Tired, wanna sleep.” She rolled off him.

Melvin sat up, lit a cigarette, and seeing her back turned to him, he said, “Drive me tomorrow.”

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“My driving sucks. Maybe you should get Zephyr to take you.” She really doubted her driving skills, afraid she couldn’t get him to his destination on time.

“Get up early, and drive slow.” Melvin was dead set on her taking him.

Jocelyn lazily retorted, “Don’t wanna.”

Melvin took a fierce drag. “I’ve put my life in your hands, and you don’t want it?”

Who asked for his life anyway?

It would be a real hoot if he had the guts to say that when it actually came down to life or death.

Bright and early the next day, Melvin woke Jocelyn up.

“What time is it?” Jocelyn, still groggy, could barely open her eyes.

Melvin’s hand was stirring under the covers, “Seven o’clock.”

it, I need to sleep some more.” Jocelyn tried to stop his hand.

his breath warm, “I won’t be back

head away, annoyed,

you’ll miss me.” Melvin wasn’t stopping anytime soon; he was already on top of her, kissing her lips, “One last time.

straightforward, not taking no for an answer, and just took

back fiercely, her throat let out

rush or the thrill, it was over in

and she suddenly bit

while

go for

just let her bite.

on me?” He asked

filled with resentment, “Were you

the covers to check, and Jocelyn, embarrassed, quickly

*Just checking.

Jocelyn was speechless.

be so shameless?

seriously, “Does it hurt?”

Jocelyn

supposed to

but this heartless comment was a

himself, “It’s my keepsake

grab him, but Melvin was quick, hopping out of bed, “If you’d caught my dick just

to throttle this man, see if he would

one hole;

Jocelyn didn’t want to banter with him; she just pulled the covers over her head.

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to get up. Melvin said, “Have some breakfast, then it’s off

muffled voice came from under the covers,

nervously making her way to the airport parking lot, managing to arrive without a hitch..

his seat belt, “Practice some

got out, slammed the car door, and

are these for?”

to drive when

it’s

parking fees, scoffing at how

away, a couple was heading their way, a man carrying

them, “Hi, we’re doing a street interview about farewells and reunions at the

felt like taking part in

‘Not available.” He

couldn’t catch up.

you camera shy or just