Jingwei was pretty generous with his time and money, but the thought of sharing Xue Ning, letting other people feast their eyes on her cute little face scrunched up in pleasure, her breasts heaving in exertion, the her swollen juncture between her legs and her delicious thighs sent an ugly possessive rage through his veins.
He refused to let other men, even men who had been sworn to ensure his safety, men whose jobs were to shield him from bullets with their own bodies, witness this heavenly sight in his arms.
Meanwhile Xue Ning cried out in breathless gasps as Jingwei's fingers didn't stop their exquisite torment. In no time at all, she felt herself coming on his fingers with a loud moan, slumped against his body as tension drained out of her.
Jingwei didn't let her slip; he cradled her with the warmth of his body, tucking her close.
"How are you feeling?" Jingwei asked as he cuddled her. "Good I hope?"
Xue Ning let out a pleased hum in agreement, her eyelashes fluttering shut. Jingwei found it so adorable that he had to kiss her eyelids. Just because.
"I'm just glad you didn't decide to torture me again," Xue Ning said with a huff as she caught her breath. She tried to seem calm and unaffected, but then Jingwei turned to her and looked at her with so much love and desire in his eyes that she wanted to sink into the water in embarrassment.
How was someone so handsome loving her so much still? Xue Ning had heard of men that lost interest the moment they slept with the women they were chasing, but she had let Jingwei bring her to orgasm thrice now and he still wanted more.
"What are you looking at me for?" Xue Ning mumbled, turning away from his eyes. "Do you want my hand on you?"
"Why can't I look at my wonderfully sexy wife?" Jingwei retorted as he pulled Xue Ning so that she was now firmly sitting on his lap, his cock right in front of her pussy.
She whimpered, her legs automatically parting wider for him, subconsciously inviting him inside her. The lust and longing that briefly abated with her first orgasm was coming back with a vengeance.
"Shhh, there's no need to part your legs so wide for me baby," Jingwei chuckled warmly into her ear, before licking the sensitive skin at the shell of her ear and kissing down her throat. "But I'm so happy that you want me inside you, to fuck you into oblivion until forget your own name."
"Like I'd ever develop amnesia because of your cock." Xue Ning retorted, even as she flushed at the mental images Jingwei's filthy words conjured. How would that kind of overwhelming pleasure feel? Suddenly, she had to find out.
"Do you have condoms?" Xue Ning asked, her mouth dry as she felt the heat of his cock right in front of her. She hoped so, but then Jingwei dashed her hopes.
"Sadly no," Jingwei said. He wanted Ming Guang or Wei Yan to help him buy a packet, but then thought better of it. Firstly, Xue Ning might get embarrassed, but more importantly, he didn't want them to think of his wife and sex in those heads of theirs!
"But don't be disappointed! Let me show you a new trick," Jingwei said mischievously, gently shifting her legs so that her inner thighs were cradling the two sides of his cock, while her pussy was still rubbing against the shaft, coating it with her juices.
"Your new trick is just thigh-fucking." Xue Ning pointed out in a deadpan voice, even as heat curled up her spine at the realisation. This was promising, because it didn't seem like she would feel toe-curling pleasure. She could then use the time to recover from her earlier orgasm while Jingwei chased his own.
"Oh, you know about it?" Jingwei asked, pleasantly surprised. "I see that you are a woman of culture. Are you…alright with this?"
Xue Ning snorted. She had never heard 'woman of culture' used like this.
"You and I must have very different notions of 'culture'. But yes, I'm fine with this."
"You'll like this," Jingwei promised, with a fervent gleam in his eyes. He had arranged their positions with the single-minded determination of architects trying to build a functional building, and he was sure this would work.
"I'm sure," Xue Ning replied, an eyebrow raised in amusement. Jingwei sounded so serious about this.
And then he began thrusting against her, and Xue Ning's mouth fell open in surprise.
She expected that her inner thighs would feel him slipping in and out of her, but she didn't expect that with every thrust, his cock would be brushing against her clit, giving her pinpricks of pleasure!
Every thrust was too short to give her enough pleasure to come, and even as his cock rubbed her nether lips, it just wasn't enough. Add the motion of the water currents caused by his moments, and Xue Ning was moaning helplessly again.
Sun Jingwei was teasing her! And she gave him permission! Jingwei's hands were also busy, one was pinching and tweaking her nipples, while the other had an iron grip around her waist, making sure she couldn't move.
Xue Ning cried out, her mind slowly dissolving into a fog of pleasure as Jingwei used her. She was quickly realising she had a thing for being manhandled, but only by one man.
Water sloshed everywhere as Jingwei continued to thrust between her thighs. In what seemed like no time at all, Jingwei came with a guttural moan, his seed spilling out in a hot rush. Xue Ning could feel the sticky warmth on her inner thighs and it coating her pussy lips, even as his cum quickly spread throughout the bath water.
The bath water they were both sitting in! This was filthy, but what did it say about her that she wanted more? She still wanted to come!
She had clearly unlocked some new level of depravity, and it was all Sun Jingwei's fault!
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