Iris smiled at her husband’s words. She believed him when he said that he had never been with other women before her. Just based on what she heard from other people describing his bachelor life before the two of them met, she learned that there were many who thought that he was gay including his family members.
Three decades of v.i.r.g.i.nity was quite impressive for a man of Jin Liwei’s appearance, wealth and status. Now that he had tasted the joys of s.e.x with her, he became insatiable. She knew that if possible, he would do it with her every day. Despite his awakened high libido, however, Iris appreciated his thoughtfulness and caring nature towards her. He would restrain his desire if needed and also become gentle to accommodate her.
She ran her fingers through his damp hair and pulled his head up for a deep, slow kiss. Their tongues intertwined, exploring each other’s hot mouths. She m.o.a.ned, feeling as if she was floating high up in sensual bliss, or maybe it was sinking in a burning ocean of thrilling sensations. Or maybe both.
He broke the kiss to move downwards once again. His full attention returned to her b.r.e.a.s.ts which he always loved to pleasure and play with. They were his favourites. Her b.r.e.a.s.ts felt swollen and full, more sensitive to every touch. She released a soft yelp when he gently bit a n.i.p.p.l.e.
“Too painful?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
She panted before shaking her head. “It’s okay.”
“Good.”
He continued pleasuring her b.r.e.a.s.ts with his mouth and hands, making sure that he was as gentle as possible. She closed her eyes and let him do all the work while she lay down on the bed enjoying all the pleasure that he was giving her.
The pleasure built up slowly, like gentle waves laving against her entire body. Soft m.o.a.ns escaped from her slightly open mouth as a delicious heaviness began to press down on her.
He took her time pleasuring her b.r.e.a.s.ts, not touching her anywhere else, and wanting to make her climax in this simple way. This was just the appetizer. Although he couldn’t wait for the main course, he wanted to prioritize her pleasure tonight since this was the first time that they were making love since his accident a few weeks ago.
Her m.o.a.ns became more desperate and her fingers tightened on his hair. He knew that she was close to the peak. Despite this, he continued to patiently torture her with his slow and gentle ministrations, fondling, licking and sucking her b.r.e.a.s.ts.
“Oh, Liwei,” she whimpered.
She began to tremble as if a gentle earthquake was occurring deep within her body. Jin Liwei m.o.a.ned, feeling completely aroused as he watched his wife climaxing from his tender loving. He didn’t stop his wet kisses, however, and instead continued to bring her higher pleasure through her b.r.e.a.s.ts.
When she was done riding her climax, she lay weakly on the bed with her eyes not opening even once. A contented sigh escaped from her luscious lips.
Jin Liwei gave each of her n.i.p.p.l.es a last nibble before moving downwards, leaving a trail of wet kisses on her flat and silky-smooth abdomen. He opened her legs wide and positioned his body in the middle while running both his hands on her soft inner thighs. He could already smell her arousal, causing his hot, pulsing rod to harden even more.
His tongue swirled on her belly button before moving his head even lower. Finally, he came face to face with her wet core. He spread it open with his fingers and rubbed it, instantly soaking both his hands. His eyes darkened as he took a deep inhale before pressing his mouth against his wife’s glistening opening. A deep groan vibrated in his throat as he savoured his woman’s taste.
He continued pleasuring her before noticing that something was amiss. She was too still and too quiet. Where were her s.e.xy m.o.a.ns? Her restless movements? There was no reaction from her. Did his skills worsen during their abstinence?
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“Love?”
No answer.
“Baby, are you awake?”
Still no answer.
His eyes widened in disbelief upon realizing the current situation. The deep and regular rise and fall of her chest indicated that she was fast asleep.
He touched his forehead and began chuckling. There was amus.e.m.e.nt but also pain in his light laughter. Then he looked down at his painful erection and sighed deeply.
What to do?
Should he pleasure himself?
He quickly rejected the idea. He wanted his first orgasm after several weeks of abstinence to be while deep inside his wife.
Sighing, he crawled up the bed and gave his wife a soft, lingering peck on the lips. Then he caressed her face and watched her beautiful, sleeping face.
Was he disappointed that he wasn’t able to fully make love with his wife tonight?
Not really.
It was a fact that his wife needed a lot of sleep during this time. Her body was expending a lot of energy to grow not one but two human beings inside of her after all. Besides, she didn’t get pregnant by herself. He was also responsible for her pregnancy.
“I’ll let you off today,” he murmured as he continued to caress her peaceful sleeping face. “But tomorrow, I need you. I won’t let you escape then.”
Iris didn’t reply.
He chuckled again before giving her lips another quick peck. Then he tucked her under the blanket, climbed off the bed, and headed straight to the bathroom.
Although he was determined not to touch himself tonight, it was too dangerous to lie down beside his s.e.xy wife while he was still rock-hard. It was best to let his burning desire subside naturally under a cold shower first.
He gritted his teeth while enduring the almost freezing-cold water raining down on him. This was only for tonight.
“Our honeymoon just started. I’ll make sure to thoroughly collect interest for the times we didn’t make love in the following days,” he vowed.
It was a long and torturous night for Jin Liwei.
