Wooing my Bodyguard Wife

Xue Ning cried out in frustration, bucking her hips desperately as Jingwei's words threw a gallon of oil on top of the fire of arousal she was already feeling. She felt her core ache with maddening longing, she grew wetter with every filthy word he murmured in her ear.

His words easily conjured a whole host of images in her head, she could just imagine herself spread out on Jingwei's king-sized bed, hands cuffed above the headboard while her legs were tied to separate bedposts, giving Jingwei unhindered access to her pussy. He could then tease and toy with it to his heart's content, all while she was helpless to stop him.

Why couldn't teleportation be invented yet? She needed the both of them back home on his bed, just so that he could deliver on his words.

"You're all talk and no action!" She gasped out, scolding him even as her legs instinctively parted further to encourage him to touch her. "Bet you suck in bed - ah - "

"I refused to be slandered on my area of expertise," Jingwei said pompously, a tad breathlessly as he watched Xue Ning writhe under his hand. He had finally decided to throw her a bone, rubbing at the folds of her nether lips slowly, taking great care to avoid her clit.

"You - ah - ah.." Sweet little mewls escaped Xue Ning's beautiful swollen lips as she bucked her hips, trying to hump his hand. So adorable, Jingwei thought fondly to himself even as she glared furiously at him in frustration. He decided to give her pussy a soft, quick spank to punish her for her insult, only to be rewarded with a wanton moan.

Oh. So Xue Ning liked things like this? Jingwei cooed consolingly and made a mental note to explore it further later.

Meanwhile, Xue Ning was seriously considering kicking him between the legs, and seeing that he was intent on not using his cock or his hands properly, it wouldn't be a huge loss.

This bastard had to be avoiding her clit on purpose. The terrifying alternative would be him actually not knowing where her clit was and what it did.

Oh god. Did he not know? Were all the women he had been with faking it?

p "Jingwei," Xue Ning asked, panting and half-panicking. "Do you know what a clit is?"

Jingwei stared at her, and laughed disbelievingly at her question.

"My dear Xue Ning, I assure you, I fully know what a clit is and what it does," Jingwei said smugly and he moved his hand, rubbing her poor clit with deliberate slowness. It had been neglected for far too long, and that tiny thing was swollen and aching, longing for stimulation. He gave it a few conciliatory pats too, for good measure, before pulling his hand away.

Xue Ning let out a needy, desperate whine at the sensations. His hand was gone too soon, but even the brief touch was enough to cause her legs to buckle from pleasure, and it was only Jingwei's arms that kept her upright.

"Insufferable shithead!" She cried out. Xue Ning vowed to get revenge for his behaviour. If not now, then someday. She was definitely going to pay back his teasing in full! "I'll divorce you - ah - ah  " Her voice broke into a wordless cry.

"Your insufferable shithead," Jingwei corrected, going back to softly pinch her clit, delighting in the full body shudder that wracked Xue Ning, and from the way she claimed she would divorce him. If she wanted a divorce, it would mean she already thought they were married!

(Of course, he would only agree to the divorce over his dead body.)

"And I guess I'll stop teasing my poor little wife," Jingwei said, smiling wickedly as he began to rub her clit with his thumb. "Do you want my fingers in you, Xue Ning?"

"Yes yes please oh god -" Xue Ning babbled, nearly incoherent with lust. His hand felt so good on her clit, just like she imagined it would after she saw him wash the dishes.

Now that he was given explicit permission, Jingwei smirked as he kissed her, one hand massaging her breast while he began to finger her with the other hand. Xue Ning was so wet that his finger slid in easily with no trouble at all. He swallowed her plaintive cries begging for more.

"Yes dear, whatever you want," he promised as he sucked a hickey on the curve of her neck, causing her to groan. For easier access, he got Xue Ning to wrap one of her thighs around his waist, giving him a better angle.

He inserted more fingers to feel the inside of her warm pussy, even as his thumb continued to rub at her clit. His fingers found that soft spongy surface that he knew was her G-spot and began to massage it, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. This, paired with Jingwei's rubbing of her clit, brought her to a new height of pleasure.

Jingwei felt her inner walls tighten around his fingers, and his entire hand was sticky with the sheer amount of slick Xue Ning was producing.

"Jingwei - I'm - I'm - " Xue Ning cried out, not being able to form any more words.

"I got you," Jingwei said, understanding what she wanted. She was so close to cumming, and he could feel it too - her inner walls had begun to clench tightly around his fingers, cloaking them in an addictive warmth, and by now she was so wet that Jingwei could slide his fingers in her with no obstruction at all.

His fingers made lewd noises as they slid in and out of her, and Xue Ning could only loop her arms helplessly around his neck as she let out wanton little moans that went straight to his cock.

If this was how good it felt for his fingers, it would be heavenly for his cock. He imagined that wet warmth enveloping his cock as her inner walls tightened around him, milking him dry. That thought was almost enough to make him come in his pants like a horny teenager, and he had to will himself to not get carried away!