Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

She subconsciously grinded against it, letting out desperate mewls. Xue Ning grabbed at the hem of her own T-shirt, trying to achieve some semblance of stability while doing her best to stifle the whimpers that were threatening to escape. She wanted to grind against Jingwei’s face, but she was worried – what if she accidentally cut off his air supply? Broke his neck?

She shifted and took a quick look at Jingwei below her, only to get a glimpse of his mischievous eyes as he stared up at her, dark with desire and greed. That sight of Jingwei wanting more even as she was already on top of him made even more wetness dribble out of her – how lewd!

Jingwei knew that Xue Ning was still hesitant, afraid of hurting him. But she needn’t worry – he wasn’t bragging when he said he knew what he was doing.

He gazed up at Xue Ning, from this angle, he could see her face scrunched up in pleasure, the way she was trying to stifle her moans by covering her little mouth. Her face was red, most likely from embarrassment and from exertion.

Oh no,  that wouldn’t do. He wanted her to lose control.

“Come on, kitten, let me hear you,” Jingwei coaxed, his honey voice half-muffled, but the meaning was as clear as day.

Xue Ning shook her head with a little whine! Definitely not! If they made too much noise, someone might stumble upon them and she’d have to commit murder.

Jingwei smirked; fine, if that was how his wife wanted to play it, he would indulge her.

He redoubled his efforts, devouring more of Xue Ning’s intoxicating taste as his tongue explored her cunt, licking up all her slick as though he was a man in the desert dying of dehydration, and Xue Ning was an oasis. He grabbed at her hips with his hands, fingers digging into her skin to press her deeper.

A lewd whine escaped unbidden from Xue Ning’s lips as she understood what Jingwei was trying to do. She glared down at him, but it didn’t have any effect – instead, she could feel Jingwei’s mouth smirking against her core as he continued to lick and suck at her. Xue Ning could hear all the sounds he made with every lick and suck, and all of Jingwei’s deep guttural groans, even when they were muffled by her slit.

The sound of Xue Ning’s desperate panting soon filled the area, and her hands went from clutching at her own shirt to grabbing his hair instead, tugging it harshly. She was sure she was dripping enough to coat his whole face, but Jingwei had only hummed in delight, the vibrations shooting more pleasure throughout her body and she cried out, helpless at the onslaught.

She grinded down on his face, rocking her hips with helpless abandon as she felt pleasure curl within her with every long swipe of Jingwei’s tongue. His handsome nose stimulated her clit with every grind, adding even more pleasure that sent her thighs shaking.

Jingwei knew he got Xue Ning now. She was close. Now he had to pay attention to the little bud that was still begging for attention. His tongue slowly circled it, delighting in the shudder he felt course through Xue Ning. His lips encircled it and he gave it a sharp suck, hearing Xue Ning cry above him. Excellent.

(Also, it didn’t escape his mind that Xue Ning was already gushing wetness even when he wasn’t paying her clit special attention before. Perhaps this scenario was something his wife liked. He made a mental note to try it again.)

Eventually, the wave crested and broke. Xue Ning came with a series of high-pitched moans, shuddering as her body sank fully on Jingwei’s, too overwhelmed by the sensations to hold herself up for a moment longer. Jingwei lapped at her juices, feeling incredibly satisfied while she trembled above him.

Xue Ning thought about moving, but then her legs were still shaky – and more importantly, Jingwei’s mouth had no intention about letting her free!

“You’re… such… so greedy…” Xue Ning mewled out helplessly while Jingwei’s mouth was still latched to her clit, intent on bringing her to another orgasm.

Of course Jingwei still wanted more. Jingwei would scoff, but he had better things to do with his mouth. He was always a very greedy man, and Xue Ning knew it too.

But she didn’t know the extent of his greed when it came to her. He wanted all she could give, and more.

Jingwei continued to suck and swirl his tongue around Xue Ning’s sensitive little bud, lapping at all the wetness that continued to flow without stopping while Xue Ning continued to moan, being forced to come again and again. Her eyes were bleary with overwhelmed tears as she continued to ride his face, far too gone to care about propriety.

Finally, it seemed that Jingwei was done. He gave Xue Ning’s slit one last long lick and planted a gentle kiss on her nether lips, loving how Xue Ning shuddered and squirmed in his hold. Xue Ning quickly got up and nearly stumbled – so Jingwei pulled her so she could sit on his chest, purposely spreading her legs so that he could see her bare pussy.

Wetness dripped down from her red slit, dirtying his shirt.

Jingwei swallowed. His entire mouth and tongue tasted like her, yet his mouth still felt dry. He still wanted more.

“Xue Ning, how about a  -“

Xue Ning caught that look in his eyes and smacked him, purposely moving away to put on her clothes. Jingwei could only sigh in regret, but even when Xue Ning was clothed, she was still magnificent after the throes of pleasure.

“No, haven’t you had enough?” She groused, her face red as she saw the shine in his eyes and the wetness coating the lower half of his face. She did that to him, and he loved every minute of it.

“Do you have something to clean yourself with?”