The Wife Insists On Being My Top - Chapter 39

She was pushed down onto the bed, her bound hands raised above her head, Lu Xiuchun straddling her waist.

Without the belt, Lu Xiuchun was practically naked, wearing nothing underneath. She could feel the other’s pubic hair and soft, moist touch against her lower abdomen.

But she wasn’t. Lu Xiuchun had merely pushed her clothes up, revealing her breasts and slender waist. Her lower body’s pants were off, but her underwear remained.

Perhaps it was because she wasn’t fully undressed that she felt particularly embarrassed. When Lu Xiuchun leaned down to suckle her breast, she tightly closed her eyes, almost wanting to scream.

“Wait…” This is so weird…

“I can’t,” Lu Xiuchun’s fingers circled around her pink areola. “Because I want to punish Luran a little…”

Her brows furrowed slightly. The pleasure was numbingly tingling, but still bearable.

Lu Xiuchun seemed to see her discomfort and smiled slyly. “Luran’s nipples are very cute.”

She glanced down. Her breasts were already erect, the oval mounds, one being played with by Lu Xiuchun, the other being kneaded. They looked somewhat engorged.

Puffy, they looked quite satisfied.

“You’re not allowed to say that anymore…” She felt excited and also ashamed, wanting to look away. But Lu Xiuchun deliberately teased her, sticking out her tongue and lightly licking the tip in front of her.

Her nipple trembled, and her body trembled. “Ooh, stop, Lu Xiuchun, let me go…”

“Not only are they cute, they’re also delicious.”

Her tongue skillfully circled, sucking her nipple completely into her mouth, along with a large area of areola.

“Ah… Lu Xiuchun…”

Lu Xiuchun completely ignored her, as if she was mesmerized, eating more and more vigorously.

Gradually, she felt a tingling sensation from her nipple, and the stinging pleasure made her moan uncontrollably. “You’re not allowed to…”

“Not allowed to…”

So comfortable…

I like it so much…

The sucking at her breast quickly switched sides, and she let out another soft cry, shivering from being sucked. “Lu Xiu… ooh…”

To stop her mouth, Lu Xiuchun put her fingers in her mouth.

She couldn’t refuse anymore, and could only moan softly.

Lu Xiuchun’s fingers began to stir in her mouth, like the movement of a tongue, but more flexible and faster.

Before long, her tongue couldn’t keep up with the movements, and finally stopped, panting, saliva dripping thickly from the corners of her mouth.

She gave up struggling, her hazy eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

She began to fall into lust, letting Lu Xiuchun invade and play with her body.

So comfortable… I want it so much…

Her waist arched slightly, involuntarily biting the fingers in her mouth, looking down, her breasts were already red.

Lu Xiuchun slowly opened her lips and let go of her breasts, raising her head, licking her wet lips and meeting her eyes. “Looks like it’s quite comfortable.” Lu Xiuchun’s hand reached down at the same time, feeling that the fabric of her underwear was already wet.

She bit her lip, and Lu Xiuchun’s fingers slipped into her underwear from the side.

Her fingertips slid outside her vulva first, then slipped inside. She smiled, “Flooding.”

“Shut up…”

Her fingers entered her vulva, wiggling, teasing.

So damn comfortable…

She tilted her neck back, her breathing heavier.

Lu Xiuchun leaned over to kiss her, first grinding and licking, then going deeper.

Deeper and deeper.

Her movements became eager, and the fingers in her vulva also sped up, as if it was never enough, kissing her until saliva dripped down her chin but still wouldn’t stop.

She remembered the sentence in the original story: “Lu Xiuchun turned into a puddle.”

She felt like the one who turned into a puddle was herself, her hands were soft, her body was soft, her mind was sinking, wanting to be filled, the desire to be entered hard was increasingly strong.

Her vulva also sucked Lu Xiuchun’s fingers more eagerly.

This was a bodily instinct, welcoming the person who kept teasing her to fuck her to death.

But the fingers remained unmoved, still wiggling slowly, her knees bent in dissatisfaction, her toes clutching the sheets. She called out to Lu Xiuchun, who finally looked up at her, “Want it?”

“No…” She looked at her with tears in her eyes, not agreeing, just biting her lip in shame and anger.

“I said this is a punishment,” Lu Xiuchun’s eyebrows relaxed gently, her fingers withdrawing from her, using a tissue to slowly wipe the moisture from her fingertips. “Of course, if Luran is willing to masturbate in front of me, I might consider it.”