After Marrying My Boss

Chapter 347

Michael would have gone to the office at this hour. Is it because of the wedding last night that he is too tired to follow his routine today?

I was still lying in Michael's arms at the moment. My clothes had long been stripped off. I felt speechless when I looked at my naked body and Michael, who was also in the nude.

I wondered why he took off my clothes despite the fact that we couldn't have sex. Wouldn't it be more unbearable?

I shifted slightly. It seemed that I had slept in the same position for the whole night. My body felt unusually heavy and sluggish.

Michael was a light sleeper. Following my single movement, he opened his eyes and looked at me. There were traces of fatigue in his gaze.

“Why are you up so early? Don't you usually sleep until noon?”

His voice was hoarse with morning tiredness.

“Why are you still sleeping? Isn't it time to wake up and head to the office?”

I looked at the time. It was already ten in the morning. Michael would already be at the office around this time in the past. Strangely enough, he was still here with me. Has he decided to skip work?

“Office? We just had our wedding yesterday, and now you force me to head to work? Don't tell me you want to give up our honeymoon?”

Michael raised his brows. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed through his eyes as he looked at me.

“Honeymoon? Are we going to have a honeymoon?”

I looked straight into his eyes and threw the question at him in surprise.

I thought he would get busy with his work after the wedding. Unexpectedly, he actually wanted to go on a honeymoon.

“Do you think I would want to end my wedding hastily like that? My woman deserves the best. Where would you like to go on our honeymoon? I will spend a month together with you.”

Michael stared at me with a grin. The tiredness had already disappeared from his face.

“I want to visit Pillere. What do you think?”

Without a second thought, I spoke up and looked at Michael excitedly. The thought of going on a honeymoon with him was exhilarating.

He had always been occupied with work. So when he suggested that we go on a honeymoon, I felt like I was in a dream.

“Okay, we will go wherever you want.”

An affectionate smile played around his lips as he spoke. The next second, he pulled me into his arms.

“Michael, it's great to have you around.”

Lying in his arms, I somehow felt that the happiness came to me too quickly and unexpectedly. I had never thought that I would have such a happy life.

“Since you're happy with me, don't you think it's your turn to satisfy me? I've been suppressing my desire since last night. And you've had enough sleep now.”

I expected to hear some romantic words from him. However, his whole mind still revolved around the fact that I hadn't satisfied him last night.

I was at a loss for words as I looked at him. After all, I failed to gain the upper hand each time we discussed this kind of topic. Closing my eyes, I pretended that I didn't hear him.

“Since you're not saying anything, I will take it as a 'yes.'“

He wasn't mad at my silent treatment. Instead, he broke into a smile. The next second, he leaned close to me. My heart skipped a beat as I felt his breath. I immediately opened my eyes, only to find that his face was inches away from mine.

Distancing myself from him, I stared at him warily. My silence didn't constitute a “yes.” I just didn't feel like talking to him.

“Michael, could you please think of something else other than filling your head with sex? Are you addicted to it?”

I was lost for words as I looked at him. To be frank, I can barely stand his lust for me.

“Do you want me to lose interest in you? You should be happy now that I can please you every night. What do you hope to see from your husband then? Do you want me to act like trash? Will that make you happy?”

Michael raised his brows with a smug look on his face. Funnily enough, he regarded my criticization as a compliment. Again, I was left speechless.

Technically, women are not into men with sexual dysfunctions. Despite that, being with a person who has a strong sexual desire is, in fact, stressful. Besides, I'm pregnant now.

“What? Cat got your tongue? Or are you just waiting for it?”

Seeing that I remained silent, Michael broke into a suggestive smile and threw the shameless remarks at me. As always, he liked teasing, especially when he was in bed. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Can't you restrain yourself? Don't you know that overindulgence is bad for your body? What if you become impotent several years later because you have too much of it now? It's not worth it, right?”

All men were concerned about this aspect. Of course, Michael was no exception. At this moment, I could only make him aware that it was all for the sake of our harmonious future. Otherwise, I would definitely be ravaged by him later.

“Are you really worried that I would lose my ability to enjoy my sex life? Don't fret! It's all about your future happiness so I will take good care of it. Moreover, I have been restraining myself for two months now. Can't you tell?”

I thought my words would raise his concern. It seemed that I had underestimated him. He met my gaze and smiled devilishly. It was clear that he couldn't care less about what I said.

“Michael...”

Looking at his handsome face, I expected him to say something. However, he locked his lips with mine the next second.

My heart was racing. What's wrong with this guy? Despite everything I told him, he still didn't let me go. I should decide whether to sleep in separate rooms in the future.

His kiss was gentle. A long time passed before he pulled his lips away from mine.

I opened my mouth, gasping for air.

More often than not, he would take the next step in this situation. I sighed helplessly. If he really wanted to go all the way, it would be impossible for me to stop him. Thus, I closed my eyes and was ready for what was coming to me next.

However, I didn't feel his next movement after waiting for some time. Opening my eyes, I looked at him in puzzlement. He stared at me suggestively with a smile on his face.

His expression made me confused. I couldn't seem to find the usual desire he had in the past.

“You...”

I wanted to ask him why he ceased to continue. On second thought, it might make me seem to have longed for it if I threw such a question at him. In the end, I decided not to ask.