His Genius Wife Is A Superstar novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66 - Give Me Your Hand

Chapter 66: Give Me Your Hand

Jin Liwei closed his eyes, trying to rein in his exasperation. "Fine," he hissed through his teeth. "Search to your heart’s content, but can you hurry up? You’re killing me here, baby." He focused on stroking himself, trying hard to maintain his erection.

"Sorry." Iris bit her lower lip, feeling a bit guilty. But her curiosity must be satisfied as soon as possible or she wouldn’t be at peace. "I’ll be quick, I promise. And then I’ll pay you back, okay?"

He just nodded.

Her fingers flew over the keyboard. Indeed, she was quick as promised. Within a minute, she found the information she was looking for.

"Oh, you’re right. You’re bigger than average. But only among East Asians...hmm..." She mumbled a few sets of numbers.

Pleased, he smiled smugly. "Told you so. You done?"

"Yes."

"Good." He grabbed the damn laptop, closed it, and placed it on the bedside table. "Now it’s payback time."

She stiffened, beginning to feel nervous. But she steeled herself. "Okay."

"Take off your robe," he ordered.

She hesitated but still obeyed, removing it from her body and then tossing it on the floor.

Distracted, he bent down and caught one breast in his mouth, making her moan. After a few moments, he lifted his head and kissed her mouth before he straightened.

"Sit in front of me. Good. Now watch." He stroked himself from bottom to top and then back down again over and over.

She swallowed but watched his actions intently.

"Your turn," he whispered. "Give me your hand."

When her fingers closed around him, her hand shook and she almost let go but his hand closed on top of hers, preventing her from escaping. Then he began to guide her on how to pleasure him.

He gasped and closed his eyes, groaning and even moving his hips a bit in time with her strokes.

She was surprised at how hot, smooth and hard he felt in her hand.

He grabbed her head and kissed her passionately like a thirsty man gulping water after days of being parched.

She moaned.

"Don’t stop," he growled. "Tighter, baby. Yes. Like that."

Her eyes widened and she looked at him in surprise. "It got harder. How hard can you get?"

He was breathing heavily. "I don’t know, baby. We’ll find out together."

"Oh."

Maybe this could be a potential experiment subject, measuring how hard he could get depending on which actions she performed on him...hmm...she would have to think more about this.

"Faster, baby."

"Okay."

Finally, he stiffened and then groaned loudly, spraying all over the two of them and on the bedsheets.

"Oh!" She froze and stared at his mess, not knowing what to do.

He pulled her to his chest, kissing her sloppily on the mouth, as he continued to groan.

She felt weird, feeling the warm and sticky fluid spreading and rubbing between their bare chests and abdomens.

When he calmed down, he stroked her back and kissed her forehead, sighing in satisfaction.

Iris slowly straightened up and looked down at the white mess on their bodies.

"So this is what sem*n is like," she murmured.

"En...I have more if you want. They’re all yours."

"Hmm...’kay." She didn’t really hear him. She was more interested in feeling the texture of his sem*n, wondering about its properties. She was thinking of buying a microscope, so she could investigate.