Well. There was nothing for it. Xue Ning leaned further back, determined to relax and ignore that extra organ of his. She reminded herself that she had already touched it, and it was now nothing new to her - and if she accidentally squashed it, surely Jingwei would say something about it!
"That's it?" Xue Ning asked.
"What do you mean that's it?" Jingwei asked innocently. "Are you expecting more… intimate bathroom activities?"
His hands drifted to wrap around her waist, pressing her plump ass against his cock.
"I was referring to the bath bomb." Xue Ning replied, pretending to be calm and unaffected while his fingers gently rubbed at her sore back, his other hand idly stroking her stomach, dangerously close to her womb.
Xue Ning stared at his big hand, fighting the instinctive urge to part her legs and pull his hand to her pussy. She wasn't some brainless horny woman who couldn't control her baser desires! She managed to survive 25 years without throwing herself at a man, she could survive a bath!
She turned her head slightly to glare at him.
"You bragged about it so much, but all I see is a bunch of glitter in the water. Won't I need to bathe again to wash it off? How disappointing."
"What a pity," Jingwei said casually to her critique, not sounding upset at all. "I think it smells very good though, don't you think so?"
Jingwei asked casually as he stretched out his legs, settling Xue Ning between them. Her pale muscular thighs fit perfectly between his, and he longed to get his hands on them, pry them apart with his hands to make her scream from pleasure.
He remembered all too well how they felt in his hands when she had them wrapped around his waist, and he had to force himself to rein in his baser instincts that just wanted to grind his cock against her until he came. That wouldn't be any good for her!
Meanwhile, Xue Ning didn't know the extent of the filthy thoughts Jingwei had rolling in his head. She swallowed, her mouth feeling strangely dry and her heart began to beat faster. Strange, why was she feeling nervous about this? She wasn't even facing him!
Maybe it's because she wasn't facing him, so she couldn't look into his eyes and figure out what he was thinking. She'd have to look in the mirror, and she didn't want to - she didn't want to see her own face contorted with lust as she remained at his mercy.
Her pussy grew wetter, as memories of the last time she was at his mercy decided to helpfully resurface in her mind. Jingwei wasn't very merciful at all, and she loved it.
"Xue Ning?" Jingwei prompted. Was Xue Ning daydreaming, or did she doze off already?
"Huh? I'm fine!" Xue Ning startled, snapping out of her lewd thoughts. Water sloshed and swirled around her as she accidentally grinding her plump ass against Jingwei's cock.
Jingwei's moan reverberated through the bathroom. The bathroom was expertly designed, which was why it had excellent acoustics. One could hear a pin drop in surround sound, let alone a guttural moan that was so loud!
"Sorry," Xue Ning said, sinking deeper into the water. So much for ignoring that extra organ of his! She wanted to turn into seafoam.
"It's fine," Jingwei said, delighting in the way the shell of Xue Ning's ears turned red. She was embarrassed! How cute! He purposely leaned closer to murmur in her ear. "You can make it up to me by letting me touch you. How about it, baby?"
He added a playful nip, and smirked at the little gasp Xue Ning let out.
"Fine," Xue Ning said, turning her nose in the air, a pout on her face. Jingwei laughed, Xue Ning was like a haughty kitten that pretended that it didn't want cuddles even as it plopped on your lap, meowing expectantly. "You are such a pervert."
It was so cute that he had to pull her even closer to him, slanting her body so he could press her soft wet chest to his own as he leaned down to kiss her, his tongue quickly slipping into her mouth to meet hers. Xue Ning kissed back just as eagerly, all earlier thoughts about not being brainlessly horny leaving her brain, as though they were never there to begin with.
As Jingwei continued to kiss her, his hands began drifting down to massage her breasts, making sure to tease her sensitive nipples with his fingertips.
Jingwei clearly paid attention to what she liked! Xue Ning tried to remain quiet, but she couldn't help but let out sweet desperate moans as Jingwei redoubled his efforts to make her cry with pleasure.
Could Xue Ning come just from him playing with her breasts? He wanted to find out, but that could wait for when they were in bed later. There were too many things he wanted to do with her in the bathroom.
After the need for oxygen became too pressing, they were forced to part, but Jingwei still kept his hands on those round breasts of hers, squeezing them playfully.
"Xue Ning, just relax. I'll give you a massage." He promised, licking the shell of her ear and kissing down her neck. "You deserve it for being my best wife."
Xue Ning let out an amused laugh that turned into a gasp when Jingwei's hands began to wander downwards. "I'm your only wife, you idiot," She pointed out. "And I'm not even your real wife! But I guess that's fine. Since your massage isn't going to be a real massage anyway."
Jingwei's eyes darkened at her words. Not his real wife? Not if he could do anything about it!
"Oh? I wouldn't say that if I were you," he said warningly, before he tugged Xue Ning hard.
"What - ah!" Xue Ning cried out in surprise as she fell back, her head hitting Jingwei's chest. But Jingwei only smirked in response, dropping a quick kiss on her forehead.
He used the slight distraction to part Xue Ning's outstretched legs with his own thighs, delighting in the skin-on-skin contact, but he wasn't content with that.
Jingwei wanted to lovingly bully this wife of his, just a little more!
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