Don't Annoy My Boss Daddy novel Chapter 47

Brandon's face darkened a little. He stared at me for a long time. It was only when I avoided his eyes that his expression relaxed slightly.

His thin lips curved into a sexy arc, and his perfect facial features looked sharper and more defined. It was hard to look away from his charming face.

"You can stare at me all you want in bed!"

I was stunned for a long moment. When I came back to my senses, I found myself in Brandon's arms. I was still wrapped in bedsheets. He carried me upstairs in front of the maids.

Putting me on the big bed, he reached out to pull the sheet that wrapped around my body away. I was shocked and pulled it closer to me.

"Hollie, are you rejecting me?"

Seeing that I had deliberately wrapped myself in the sheets, Brandon stopped and stared at me with a dark expression. His tone was filled with displeasure.

"We've had sex so many times last night, how about we take a break today? It's not good to overindulge, you know. You don't want to get erectile dysfunction at such a young age, do you?"

I smiled awkwardly. In the face of Brandon's questioning, I avoided looking into his eyes.

I wanted Brandon to give up this idea, but when I saw his increasingly darkened face, I realized that I had said something wrong.

Brandon stared at me angrily with his dark eyes. I looked at him guiltily, and the smile on my face became forced.

"Hollie, do you think I'm incompetent? Didn't I satisfy you last night?"

Any man would definitely be angry if they were told that they were incompetent in sex, especially a man like Brandon. The anger in his black eyes burned more and more vigorously. He approached me slowly, which made me even more flustered.

"Oh, no, I've offended this man again. What's wrong with me lately? Why can't I control my mouth?"

I chided myself silently. I knew that this man didn't like to be provocative, but I had to go and say the wrong thing! I had brought this on myself.

I looked at Brandon carefully and explained in a low voice, "That's not what I meant. You're good. I'm just worried that you might take it too far and hurt yourself. After all, you still have many years to live. It'd be bad if you had to give up pleasure too early."

I smiled brightly at Brandon, hoping that my words would make him feel better.

"It's not up to you to decide whether I'm competent or not. Just a few more times and you'll know about my competence!"

Brandon didn't calm down because of my explanation. His handsome face was still gloomy. He reached out to me, and I couldn't resist him because he was so strong compared to me. He pulled away the bedsheet on me.

"Brandon, are you serious..."