Michael looked down at me from above and observed my reaction.
I was firmly anchored beneath Michael, and my body was weak from the unending orgasm. I could only spread my legs and groan uncontrollably. I could feel my lower body shaking one after the other, and some of the water was trickling out intermittently.
I felt as if I had lost my soul. I fell into the endless white light, and my eyes wandered.
When I returned to my senses, Michael had lifted me from my chair and walked to our bed.
There was also a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were burning with desire as he tried to hold it in.
I was still a little confused. I didnt know if Michael had just penetrated me. But, then, I subconsciously looked down and saw Michaels high-spirited member pressing against my lower abdomen, revealing a ferocious shape from his suit pants.
Could Michael not have wanted to have sex with me Otherwise, how was he resisting such an erection
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For a moment, I couldnt decide whether I should continue to seduce Michael or stop here.
I spoke and realized that my voice was hoarse.
Michael looked at me and said in a low voice, “Are you satisfied now”
I didnt know what he was asking and just nodded in confusion. My heart was still beating violently, and my entire brain was buzzing. I heard every word Michael said, but my brain couldnt process the content and analyze the meaning.
Michaels eyes darkened again. I didnt know that I was like a lost puppy in Michaels eyes. No, more like a she-wolf.
Michael reached out to touch my face. My slightly warm cheek made contact with his fingertips and unconsciously trembled.
“Youre done. Now its my turn.”
Michael reached out to hold my chin and suddenly moved his face closer. I thought he would kiss me, but he bit my neck just as I was waiting. I tried to turn my head away, but Michael grabbed me by the skin, and I felt as if he was going to tear me apart and swallow me.
Michaels hoarse, lustful voice rang out in my ear. “Im going to f*ck you to death today,” he said savagely.
It was only then that I realized what it meant to shoot yourself in the foot. I had intended to please Michael so he would be in a good mood for me to tell him about Robert.
But now, it seemed I was trying too hard to please him. In his current state, Michael would keep me up all night.
Michael took my hand and put it on my collar, saying, “Since you put it on yourself, you should take it off yourself.”
I gripped my collar tightly. I felt that Michaels request was too much.
Michaels patience had run out. He tore my shirt roughly, completely exposing my breasts.
Michael put his hands on them and rubbed them. “Why are you still acting so reserved Take it off quickly.”
I opened my mouth and felt that this Michael was incredibly sexy. His voice was strong and cold.
After a moment of silence, I slowly reached for the buttons on my shirt.
I said that I would take it off myself. In fact, with Michaels actions, this small servants uniform couldnt even cover my body. It was only half hanging on my body. However, voluntarily sending myself into Michaels hands and letting him do whatever he wanted made me feel a strong sense of shame.
I couldnt help but look up to see Michaels reaction.
There was no expression on Michaels face. There was even some coldness in his gaze when he looked at me. Finally, he looked at me and said, “Continue.”
‘Why was he so cold… I muttered in my heart as I tore off the last of my clothes and threw them on the side of the bed in a fit of pique.
I had just come down from orgasm and was sweating profusely. There was a slight chill in the air, and I saw that my nipples were erect, and Michaels eyes were fixed on them. Then, without saying a word, he raised his hand and squeezed them.
Michael did not move too hard. I watched as he played with the two pink nipples until they were all red.
It was a very erotic scene.
My chest heaved up and down more violently, and my lower body began to flow shamelessly again. Finally, I heard Michael chuckle before he came over to kiss me.
His cool, soft lips pressed against my breasts, cautiously testing them, then rubbing them.
His hair tickled my chest, and his long lashes brushed the tips of my breasts like tiny brushes, making my breathing quicken. Michaels movements roughened quickly. His lips pressed against the tips of my breasts, his tongue circling them as he was using his teeth more than ever.-