Xue Ning pounced, laying her hands on Jingwei's aching cock, and Jingwei could only groan as the warmth of her palms touched his cock.
"Oh god," Jingwei moaned as Xue Ning began moving her hands more confidently than before. The first time she touched him, she had no idea what he liked or the best way to proceed. But now she knew better, and proceeded to use the knowledge to drive him absolutely insane.
"No god here, just me," Xue Ning replied smugly, loving the way Jingwei was desperately rutting into her hands. She could have stroked him off quickly, with the long hard strokes that he loved, but part of him wanted him to suffer the same way she did.
So she took her own sweet time sliding her hands up and down his shaft, watching him shudder and moan while precum beaded on the tip of his cock. Feeling braver, Xue Ning quickly leaned down and gave it a small lick. His precum tasted saltier than expected, and more flowed after her first lick. She gave another, longer, lick, wanting a second taste.
Jingwei let out a strangled whimper at the sensation of her warm tongue on his tip, not once but twice. If this was how a simple lick felt, Xue Ning was going to kill him when she finally learnt how blowjobs worked. He subconsciously bucked his hips, causing his cock to enter the soft warmth of her mouth. Xue Ning's mouth fell open in surprise and she choked.
Oops. This was not how he wanted her first blowjob experience to go! He immediately pulled away, but he ended up accidentally smacking Xue Ning's face with his cock.
Jingwei despaired. He was going straight to hell!
"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" Jingwei immediately pulled away, his hands cradling Xue Ning's face in concern, thumb brushing against her lips as he stared into her eyes in panic. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine, stop fretting," Xue Ning said, waving off his concern. She was surprised, but it wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. "You should be thanking your lucky stars I didn't bite down even when you surprised me."
"Thanks for not castrating me with your teeth," Jingwei replied sincerely, shivering as he imagined how painful that would be. "But are you sure you're alright? My cock did smack you by accident."
Xue Ning scoffed, lips breaking into a smile.
"Your cock isn't as hard as a metal pole, so of course I'm fine."
"How would you know? Does your face get hit by metal poles often?" Jingwei asked warily. If she said yes, he would hire a team to eliminate the people responsible by shoving said poles up their ass.
"Of course not," Xue Ning rolled her eyes, and proceeded to stroke his cock, which was not as hard as a metal pole (but still quite hard) more vigorously. She preferred him gasping and moaning under her hand than worried about her, even if her heart (and some other parts) warmed at his worry.
Maybe she won't make him suffer for now. Yet.
In no time at all, Jingwei spilled his seed all over her hands with a mighty, guttural groan.
"Gods, Xue Ning, you're so perfect. Love you," Jingwei said breathlessly, immediately reaching out to embrace her, kissing her deeply. If he focused, he could taste himself on her tongue, and that satisfied the possessive monster living in his heart. Xue Ning's mouth was used to pleasure him, no one else!
Meanwhile, Xue Ning sighed, even as she enjoyed the kiss. She could feel his sticky fluids smear onto her clean body. Guess they were going to take another shower!
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Wei Yan and Ming Guang could only stand outside the bathroom door. Wei Yan's ears burned a bright red as he heard the loud moans echoing through the house, and there was an uncomfortable tightening of his pants as he heard Miss Xue Ning's cry of pleasure. Jingwei's answering groan also conjured scenarios in his head, each more perverted than the last.
"Calm down," Ming Guang scolded him, even as his face was slightly red. This wasn't the most uncomfortable thing his clients had done, and it would not be the last.
"How long do you think they are going to take?" Wei Yan asked curiously, just to make conversation, because it was highly awkward to stand in front of a bathroom door in silence, listening to a young couple go at it like horny teenagers.
"I don't care." Ming Guang replied curtly.
"Well I do! It's already been 45 minutes. Senior, do you want to bet that they'll be done in the next 15 minutes?"
Ming Guang shot him a disapproving look. "No. I do not. Stop gossiping about our clients."
"I think they could spend hours in there," Wei Yan continued, as though Ming Guang said nothing. Ming Guang shifted away, shaking his head.
Initially, the both of them had gone over the safety precautions that they now needed in light of Sun Jingwei's confession. They conducted a more thorough sweep of all rooms in the apartment, taking more care to search for bugs or hidden cameras now that they knew their enemy was a hacking mastermind.
Then Ming Guang had even done a security sweep on the entire floor, taking note of the security cameras and possible blind spots. There were sadly too many of them - clearly the residents, architects and building management expected the gate to stop all threats, and hence didn't bother with increasing security inside the building!
In the span of that time, Sun Jingwei and his wife were still fucking in the bathroom. They could (regrettably) hear the moans and cries from outside, and it didn't seem like it would be stopping anytime soon. Were they actively trying to make a baby in there?
The romantic deep down in Ming Guang's heart thought it was sweet that Sun Jingwei's wife could still accept him hiding such important information about himself from her, while the cynic inside him suspected that she was just enduring it to get his inheritance.
"Just leave them alone," Ming Guang said.
Then, the sound of a mobile phone ringing echoed through the house, from Jingwei's bedroom. The owner of said phone was Miss Li Xue Ning, and she was still stuck in the bathroom, so of course they weren't going to interrupt them. She could call that person back when they were finished.
She missed the first call. She also missed the second. But then after the 10th missed call, something had to be done! Who could be so ridiculously persistent and not realise the person was busy?
Unless… the caller was trying to harass her?
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