Chapter 180: Don't Tell Me You Want More
After what felt like forever, Arthur finally collapsed on top of me, breathless and flushed.
I could feel his chest rising and falling against mine, his heartbeat still racing from the intensity.
"That good for you?" he asked, voice low, lips brushing my ear. His face hovered above mine, still warm from the afterglow. The cocky and satisfied way he looked at me made me want to hide under the covers.
My face turned crimson. I shifted my head to the side, refusing to look at him.
"No."
There was no way I could say yes to that question. It was too embarrassing.
Arthur just chuckled. "Really? Because you were moaning like crazy. What was that, just good acting?"
I felt my whole body heat up. I didn't dare respond. This man really had no filter. And honestly, who fakes that in the moment?
"It's late. We should get up. Work doesn't wait," I said quickly, trying to push him off me.
He didn't move.
"What's the rush? I'm the boss. I haven't left yet, so you're not late either."
I shot him a loo

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