Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

Meanwhile Xue Ning found herself on the brink of orgasm, it was as though her entire body had tightened, and Jingwei smirked down at her and nipped at her breasts while finger-fucking her even more deeply, paying even more attention to her swollent clit.

Before she knew it, she came with a broken, whining keen that reverberated in the bathroom, her head nearly banging against the wall as she shuddered in his arms, leaking all over his pants and the bathroom floor.

It had never felt this mind-blowing when she pleasured herself!

“Gods, Xue Ning, you’re so sexy,” Jingwei said breathlessly as he gazed at her shuddering body worshipfully. Xue Ning was gorgeous in the throes of orgasm, a pink flush all over her body with her mouth slack with pleasure as she cried out wordlessly, her eyelashes fluttering shut as she was overcome with sensation.

Now that he got an idea of how she looked like when she came, it was taking all his efforts to not fuck her into oblivion while she was still feeling loose and languid. Instead, he decided to gently stroke her inner walls while they clenched repeatedly around him, pushing slick out.

To say Jingwei was satisfied would be a huge understatement. He preened internally at the thought of satisfying his wife so well that she would never think about looking at anyone else.

Xue Ning blinked slowly, she was still trying to recover from experiencing one of the, if not the most intense orgasms in her short life. It felt like all her limbs were made out of malt candy melting in the sun, and all she wanted to do was lean against Jingwei like a lazy cat.

His fingers were still in her, but strangely enough, she didn’t want them gone. He was still gently massaging her inner folds, sending brief ripples of pleasure coursing through her body. She purred, satisfied.

“Don’t stop,” she murmured.

“Feeling good?” Jingwei asked, “do you think you can come again?”

‘Why not?’ She thought to herself, a relaxed smile forming on her face. When she was pleasuring herself, she had never bothered to go for more than one, simply because it was too much trouble, and she was always afraid that a family member might catch her touching herself in the middle of the night.

Now with Jingwei here, she didn’t need to lift a finger, and no one would dare to barge in.

“Yes,” Xue Ning said agreeably, tugging him even closer towards her. Jingwei went easily and she leaned on him, delighting in his warmth, even as she pawed at his shirt and oh, there was something that was still hot between her legs, below Jingwei’s expert hand.

She looked down to see the outline of Jingwei’s hard cock still in his pants. With newfound bravery, she reached an inquisitive hand and stroked it through the cloth, and Jingwei let out a guttural groan in response, his fingers in her suddenly pausing in their ministrations.

Xue Ning paused, before her eyes brightened at this new development.

“So…I’m guessing you like this?” She palmed his crotch, feeling him throb in her hands. She had never touched a cock before, and she couldn’t help being curious about the package in Jingwei’s pants.

Surely there had to be a good reason why legions of women were fantasising about him and this particular part of him in bed!

(Now that she had a brief experience with his bedroom skills, she had to admit that he wasn’t just blowing hot air.)

Jingwei let out a strangled moan, protesting weakly. “Xue Ning, you don’t have to touch me. I didn’t… ah… give you an orgasm for you to … ah… feel like you owe me.”

“But what if I want to repay you anyway?” Xue Ning asked teasingly, watching as colour crawled up Jingwei’s face as she held his cock through his pants. This was a chance for Jingwei to experience a taste of his own medicine! “You should take off your pants, you look uncomfortable.”

Jingwei raised an eyebrow, before a deliberate smirk crossed his face. Was Xue Ning trying to play him? He looked forward to seeing her try.

“But one of my hands is busy,” Jingwei pointed out cheekily. Just in case she forgot what said hand was doing, Jingwei rubbed circles around her G-spot, causing her to gasp into his neck. “If you want me naked, you should strip me yourself.”

“…Fine,” Xue Ning said, narrowing her eyes even as Jingwei continued to stroke the fire of her arousal. Challenge accepted – she would definitely be able to undress him and begin her quest to wipe that smug smirk off his face.

She reached up and started undoing his buttons. Meanwhile, Jingwei smiled adoringly at her as his fingers continued their rhythmic stroking… and then he proceeded to play with her little button, aka her clit.

Xue Ning gasped, her thighs instinctively clamping down on his hand. She looked up to glare at Jingwei’s deceptively innocent face. Her clit was still red and swollen even after coming once, but now it got a lot more sensitive!

“Aren’t you going to continue? You only undid one button.” Jingwei said with all innocence.

“You…”

Jingwei smiled and rubbed circles around her clit, causing a breathy mewl to escape her lips as she felt a stronger wave of pleasure slowly coursing through her. Xue Ning shook her head – this man was really the insufferable bastard she called him earlier!

But she was determined to not let him get the better of her. She wasn’t going to be so easily distracted by his skilled fingers and his stupidly handsome face that was still gazing at her lovingly even has he continued to tease her.

Xue Ning steeled her jaw and unbuttoned the next button, ignoring how she was half-grinding on his hand.

Meanwhile, Jingwei chuckled at how stubborn his wife was being! This was so much fun – he loved watching Xue Ning try to resist succumbing to her pleasure, all for the sake of getting back at him. One day she might, but today wasn’t that day, for he was leagues of experience ahead of her.

She deserved a reward for trying though. Jingwei smiled wickedly to himself… now, how could he tease his stubbornly darling wife?