His Genius Wife is a Superstar

A sweet wet heat woke up Jin Liwei a couple of hours later. His mind was still fuzzy from sleep, but his body was already burning and thrumming with overwhelming desire.

He gasped and moaned as a strong sucking force sent a delicious surge of electricity directly from his loins to the rest of his body. His hand fisted the long, soft hair above his groin and gently guided the head up and down, eliciting a deep groan from him.

"You're killing me," he gasped, his voice raspy from sleep.

A sexy hum answered him from below his waist. Iris tightened her grip around the bottom of his hard shaft while she increased the up and down pace of her mouth. Her hands and mouth coordinated with each other, as she watched through half-lidded eyes his every little reaction in order to optimize the pleasure that she wanted to give him.

When the hard muscles on his flat stomach and legs started clenching, she knew that he was close. The hand grasping her hair had also tightened and his chest heaved with rapid breaths. But before he could reach his climax, she released his erection from her mouth and stopped what she was doing.

His eyes flew open and a curse escaped from his lips. Ferocity flashed in his eyes like a predator sighting an escaping prey. He looked like he was ready to pounce on her and throw her down on her back to the bed so that he could finish what she started. However, she immediately saw his intention and moved faster than him, pushing her hands on his torso and warning him with her eyes to stay put.

"Xiulan," he growled.

"So now I'm back to being Xiulan?" Her hand began stroking his erection once again but it was too slow and too light for his liking. "What happened to calling me wife or Mrs. Jin like you did last night? Did husband already forget about it?"

He covered her hand over his hard length with his other hand and tried to move it according to what he wanted but met with resistance. "Faster, wife. Harder. Mrs. Jin, have mercy on your husband."

"Since you asked so nicely, wife will do as husband wishes." Then she lowered her head and once again took him inside her mouth.

Jin Liwei's head fell back on the pillow with eyes tightly shut, as he released a loud groan. His hips thrust up in a rhythmic motion while his hand continued gripping her hair to lock her head into place. He heard her whimper from his increasingly vigorous movements, but when she didn't do anything else to stop him, he continued until he could feel the tip of his shaft touching the back of her throat.

The sensation of her swallowing whenever his tip touched her throat almost proved too much for him. He clenched his jaw tight and did his best to control his impending orgasm, drawing it out as long as possible to savour it and imprint it in his memory forever. This was the first time ever that his baby girl allowed him to go this deep and rough inside her mouth.

It felt, without a doubt, like heaven.

And then she bared her teeth and scraped it along his hard velvet shaft while at the same time sucked him hard with all she got. Her hands weren't idle either. They squeezed and rubbed him until he began to tremble.

His control finally snapped. He pushed her head down hard and his hips gave a final thrust upwards. Then he spilled a powerful gush of his hot liquid release inside her mouth. He could feel her swallowing everything as much as she could, prolonging his climax and making him moan and pant and twitch like an out of control wreck.

Everything went white then black for a few moments afterwards. When he became aware of his surroundings again, his baby girl was now cuddling beside him. She looked messy and utterly spent, her lips a little swollen. He had never seen anything sexier than this sight. His mouth curved into a smug, rotten smile.

"Wow," he breathed out. "That was an incredible way to wake me up."

Her only response was a grunt before she burrowed closer to his body below his armpit. He opened his mouth and was about to say something but the alarm clock on his bedside table began ringing. Sighing, he turned it off before facing his exhausted baby girl.

"Wake up, love," he said, nuzzling her forehead.

"No," she whined. "I start late today so let me sleep longer."

"I know. But I want you to wash your mouth first before you go back to sleep. I don't want my semen sitting in your throat for too long. It might affect your voice."

She opened her eyes and pouted but still nodded. He helped her get up from the bed while listening to her complaining about him.

"It's your fault," she muttered. "You released so much inside my mouth. It's not like I let you become too pent-up these days…"

"How do you expect me to react when you wake me up in such an amazing way? Baby, that was my way of thanking and appreciating you. It means that I love what you did."

"Really?"

"En."

Her expression improved and she stopped complaining. She even smiled. He was relieved and felt like he escaped an onset of one of her extreme mood swings. A big phew!

They headed to the bathroom, still wearing their satin sleeping robes, only they were loose and untied from their passionate activity a few minutes ago. [This novel is a contracted work with W e b n o v e l . c o m (remove spaces). If you're not reading this chapter on W e b n o v e l, it has been stolen. It's very discouraging to see thieves profitting from my hard work. Please read this novel on W e b n o v e l. Thank you! -Arria Cross]

He didn't immediately hop in the shower, choosing instead to watch his baby girl clean herself up on the sink. His mind was clear now that he was completely awake, so he was able to think about what just happened on the bed. When she was done gurgling, he asked, "Did you do that because we fought last night?"

Her expression told him the answer.