Chapter 324 Want Me To Bed You
Michael stared down into my eyes, his black eyes sparkling. I couldn’t help swallowing, finding him incredibly handsome at such a close distance.
“What do you think I’m doing?”
Michael didn’t answer my question, but the words out of his mouth had my mind going into the gutter.
My heart raced, and my mind wandered. Is he referring to physical intimacy? But his arm is so seriously injured. It must be hurting badly, so could he really be in the mood to do something else right now?
“Are you sure you can manage?”
For some reason, I inadvertently blurted that question out. Perhaps it was because I was too nervous that I forgot about Michael being a competitive man and would definitely be irked by my question.
No man wanted their woman to question their prowess in bed, especially a man like him. Sure enough, his expression immediately turned chilly when my words fell, and a hint of displeasure crept into his gaze.
“You’ll know the answer soon enough. I’ll make you beg for mercy later.”
Michael’s eyes were pinned on me as he spoke in a deep voice. Then, his uninjured hand started roaming all over me.
His sudden action startled me. Good Lord! He’s really savage! Can’t he be a tad gentler? After all, we’re both injured.
“Uhm…”
“Just moan aloud. I want to hear you,” Michael murmured beside my ear suggestively, his voice a mere whisper.
I covered my face with both hands to shield my current expression from him. Gah! His teasing is making me mortified!
“Michael…” I called out his name softly and gazed at him with glazed eyes.
“Hmm? What is it?”
Michael deliberately feigned ignorance this time and didn’t satisfy me at once. Instead, he even stilled and stared at me while asking that placidly.
Upon hearing that question, I wasn’t quite sure how to answer for a moment. I shot him a resentful glance. He knows full well that he has turned me on, yet he’s feigning ignorance! This is obviously intentional!
“Why aren’t you saying anything?”
When Michael received no reply after an eternity had passed, his lips curved into a wicked smile, and his voice sounded all the more titillating.
As he pressed me for an answer, I realized that he purposely wanted me to utter those embarrassing words. I glared at him, but the emptiness within me impelled me to yield before him.
“Michael, I want you…”
Biting my lower lip, I finally said those words.
“You want me to bed you?” Michael inquired suggestively, gazing into my eyes.
“Yeah…” I replied frankly.
I had let go of my reservations then, so it felt right to say that. I’ve been with him for a long time, and we share the same bed every night. While it’s slightly embarrassing, he’ll probably be over the moon to hear me saying that.
“Call me ‘Hubby,’ and I’ll satisfy you.”
Michael shifted the topic back to addressing him as “Hubby.” Only after hearing him say that did I finally realize the meaning of him ensuring that I would willingly call him “Hubby”—he had set me up.
Indignation inundated me, and I turned my face away from him to indicate my stance.
He actually set me up! If I were to do as he wished, I’d only be humiliating myself when I’d previously insisted that I’d never call him “Hubby!”
