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Chapter 65 - Measuring Tape

Chapter 65: Measuring Tape

Her arms quickly hooked around his neck. Too absorbed in her desire, she didn’t notice that he was already carrying her out of the walk-in closet towards the bed. She inhaled his masculine scent now overpowering the fragrance of her soap on his skin from his shower earlier.

Moments later, she felt her back bounce on the soft bed. The towel on her head tumbled off, her wet hair splaying over the bedsheets. Then she was immediately pressed down, his big and heavy body crushing on top of her.

His kiss was deep, hot, wet, and urgent.

She grasped his slightly damp hair with one hand while her other hand roamed all over his back. She responded to his kiss with passion, clumsy at first but later managing to establish a sweet rhythm together with his tongue.

His hands untied her bathrobe and opened it widely, revealing her beautiful, smooth, milky-white skin underneath.

Jin Liwei stopped what he was doing to sit back and admire her.

"Beautiful," he whispered.

She instinctively covered her bare chest, but he was quicker and stopped her. He pushed her hands away, and then grabbed her breasts with each hand.

Gasping, her eyes drooped closed and her back arched as he kneaded her. "Oh..."

He kissed her again, thoroughly exploring the insides of her hot, sweet mouth, while his hands continued kneading. Then he trailed wet kisses down her neck, chest and finally closed in on a breast.

"Ah!" She grabbed his head, breathing quickly and heavily.

He gave her nipple a long lick before suckling her hard like a hungry baby. His other hand played and pinched gently on the other nipple. He alternated between the two, making her toes curl.

The hot ball of pleasure on her lower abdomen became tighter and tighter until she couldn’t hold it in anymore. She cried out and shuddered as she climaxed.

"Hm?" Jin Liwei moved up again, kissed her neck and then whispered into her ear. "What’s this? You came with just your breasts?"

She groaned, her eyes still tightly shut as she savoured the last tremors of her spent pleasure which was gradually fading away. She didn’t know what happened, but it felt amazing.

"Baby girl, that’s already two for you. It’s time to pay me back for last night’s orgasm."

Her eyes flew open. She looked at his handsome face filled with desire. "Mmn...’kay."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded. A promise was a promise after all. She owed him, so of course she would pay him back.

"Good girl." He kissed her on the forehead.

He sat up again and hooked his thumbs on the waistband of his pyjama pants.

"Ready?" he asked.

She nodded, biting her lower lip.

In one smooth move, he pulled his pyjama pants down and his erection sprang free.

Iris’ eyes widened, her mouth opening, swiftly inhaling air. She stared at his erection standing strong and proud.

Jin Liwei stroked himself slowly, his eyes dark with desire, while looking at her reaction.

"Uhm...wait here." She stood up and started climbing down the bed.

He pulled her back by her bathrobe. "Where are you going?"

"Wait here a bit. I’ll be back. I’m just going to get something."

He reluctantly let her go, still stroking himself, as he watched his Xiulan run to the study desk, open a drawer and rummage inside. She came back carrying something small in her hand and climbed back on the bed.

"What’s that?"

Instead of answering, she unrolled the thing in her hand and he finally saw what it was.

A damn measuring tape.

Seriously?

Then she scooted closer to him, reached for his erection and started measuring his length like it was the most natural thing to do in the world.

Jin Liwei: "..."

"I should’ve measured you before you got hard for comparison...hmm...next time," he heard her mutter under her breath.

He was so taken aback that he was speechless.

After measuring his length, she circled the tape around to measure his girth. Then she climbed down the bed again.

"Where are you going again?"

"Just wait. I need to search this up." She was already back at her study desk, tossed the measuring tape on top of it, and then grabbed her laptop.

"Search what up?" he asked when she returned on the bed with her laptop. He pulled her to his side, as he continued to slowly stroke himself. Her weird actions were confusing and he was already softening up a bit as a result.

"I want to know how you compare to the average size of Chinese men...maybe also among other Asians...hmmm..."

His jaw fell down. Was she serious?

"You don’t need to know that kind of stuff."

"But I want to know. It’s going to bother me if I don’t search this up."

He gritted his teeth. "Baby, it’s enough for you to know that I’m bigger than the average."

She gave him a side-eye, clearly doubtful. "How do you know? How many erect pen*ses have you seen to make that kind of statement?"