Bad Guy My Boss (ENG)

Chapter 07

[ MARK MASA ]

'Sex without a name?'

I looked at the person in front of me, the one I loved deeply, with indifferent eyes. I couldn't figure out how much I was feeling. It was a heavy feeling, like there was a lump stuck in my chest that I didn't know how to get out. But all I could do was force a smile without showing how fucking hurt I was. I closed my eyes to avoid the hungry gaze that was fixed on me. Although those clearly showed a desire to possess me, they didn't reflect any affection. He was just another man who wanted to have sex with me. That's all.

How should I feel? Angry, sad, or just deservedly bitter about my own insanity? Sometimes, I felt like doing something completely crazy just for the fun of it. I usually thought things through carefully, did everything in my life based on what was right, and never acted on a fleeting emotion except for this moment.

What Vee said triggered a defiant. feeling in me, a desire to respond to his negligence so that he would finally understand. I wanted it all to end. Since I had already decided to leave the job I loved so much, I wanted to try something stupid once or twice.

"Mark..." Vee called softly when I was silent and stiff for quite some time. "What are you thinking about?"

"Is nameless sex the kind of relationship you want?" I asked. This time I looked at him directly. His gaze turned cold when he heard my question.

"You just want satisfaction, temporary fun, don't you?" I continued with the question, curious to know what dark sides this perfect man in front of me might have. I hoped he would open his eyes and allow me to finally lift his head.

"You like sleeping with someone but you hate attachments. You don't want anyone to claim ownership over you, do you?" I asked with a cold smile, trying to maintain a facade of indifference, although inside I wanted to scream at him for his selfishness. "If that's the case..." I revealed a wider smile and, as he brought his neck closer to me, I whispered, "Then let's have this sex without etiquette. I don't want any attachments with you either."

"Don't make fun of me." Vee's voice was deep, his eyes shining with something dangerous. Of course I didn't realize he was quite irritated, maybe I was just overthinking it.

"I'm serious." After saying that, I took the initiative to kiss him, acting quickly so my brain wouldn't have time to reconsider. Though I knew what I was about to do could simply be due to momentary excitement or my own blindness, I honestly didn't care.

The man beneath me also seemed surprised by my reaction. He stiffened for a moment but soon responded to my kiss with fervor, his grip on me tightening to the point where I could barely breathe. His strong arms lifted me up and I turned to face his robust chest, his hands spreading my thighs and pressing them into his lap to pull us closer. I wrapped my arms around his thick neck, one hand buried in his soft hair, my fingers gripping him tighter in excitement. As I played with his high quality black shirt, pulling it out of his pants, I thought, there's no time for pretense. Don't anymore, Patt. Go all out and have as much fun as possible. Elis immediately helped me, almost ripping off my buttons, revealing his broad chest and beautifully defined muscles that I was a little envious of. But before I could think any further, he had my old shirt off and in one swift movement, I was underneath him. Our eyes met and I felt my heart throb hard. His gaze was hotter and rougher than I'd ever seen.

Vee examined my upper body and smiled mischievously. "Pink." He said, then gently nudged my nipple with his rough thumb, teasing it rhythmically, making it hard for me not to moan. If I thought his fingers were evil, I'd say his tongue and teeth were truly special.

"Ah, don't bite." I gasped as he deliberately nipped at me. It was a mild pain but intensely pleasurable. And I was wrong to think telling him to stop would work. It was like the more I resisted, the more he persisted. His hot tongue continued its swork, alternating with sharp teeth in a relentless rhythm. I bit my lip to suppress my own sounds, my hands gripping his shoulders and hair as my desire grew with each moment. His strong hand pulled my jeans down my hips and within seconds they were off my legs with surprising ease.