His Genius Wife is a Superstar

"Move over," Lu Zihao said instead of answering Long Jinjing's question right away.

She scooted over to the other side of the bed to make room for him. He climbed on it and laid down his huge body beside her. The bed creaked under his weight. Then he pulled her in his arms before covering both of them with the comforter. Sighing in satisfaction, she pressed herself closer to his body and cuddled with him. 

"We only have thirty days," he said.

His words were like cold water dousing the warm and comfortable feeling of the moment. Indeed, they only had thirty days. Although she was the one who suggested the condition in the first place and they both agreed, he didn't have to talk about it right now while they were cuddling. 

She wasn't regretting her decision. Not at all. At least, not at the moment. And she hoped that she wouldn't regret it when their one month was over. 

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"I don't want to waste these thirty days," he said. "Even if I want to, I won't be able to fuck you for thirty days straight. Both of us are busy with work. I also often go out of town, so sometimes I'll be gone for a few days. And you also need to heal if you get too sore. I don't like fucking a woman who's in pain. That's not enjoyable at all."

He turned his head and looked at her. "So if you're in pain while we're fucking, you better tell it to me straight."

"Okay," she said.

"Good." His hand snaked around her waist and pulled her closer before starting to fondle her. "I plan to fuck you a lot, Jinjing. Since we only have thirty days, it's better for me to spend the nights here at your place as much as I can. We'll fuck and when you're tired or too sore, we'll sleep."

She thought about it for a moment before saying in a tone filled with shyness, "That's fine. You're now my…my boyfriend so you're welcome here."

"Ready for another round?" he whispered, changing the topic all of a sudden.

"I…" Her entire body heated up.

She moaned when his hand reached down and touched the apex of her thighs.

"Hot and wet, just like how I like it. Yes, you're ready." He smirked and changed their position by pulling her up on top of him. 

The comforter fell down until their nudity was once again exposed to one another. Her breathing quickened when her centre rubbed directly against his hard, muscled abs. It flexed underneath her, making her gasp and reigniting her desire in just a few seconds.

He reached up and cupped both her breasts with each of his big, rough hands. They were also full of scars like the rest of his body. 

Long Jinjing straddled him and also took this moment to study his scars more carefully. She traced the biggest and most prominent scars on his chest. They crisscrossed all over his body that it was difficult to determine which scars were sustained from which injuries. 

Her chest tightened as she imagined how he got all of them. They looked so big, long and deep. He must have been in so much pain when he got injured.

"Can you tell me—"

"No." A frightening aura blasted from him.

She almost fell off from on top of him. Her heart hammered inside her chest and her hot desire from just a few seconds ago was now replaced by cold sweat.

Then the malevolent aura disappeared as if it wasn't there in the first place. She stared at him with wide, confused eyes. 

Did she imagine that horrible feeling just now? What in the world happened? She had no idea. All she knew was that her body became filled with terror all of a sudden as if it was facing a murderous beast.

Lu Zihao sat up while she was still straddling him. He pulled her in his arms and started rubbing her skin to warm her up. It was only a few moments later that she realized that she was actually shaking. He was murmuring something to her but she was unable to understand what he was saying. It sounded like he was trying to soothe her.

And it worked.

When she calmed down enough to stop shaking, he began to slowly kiss her. She melted under his surprisingly gentle ministrations and began to respond with her own slow kisses.

Their mouths separated and he looked at her with his deep, dark eyes. "Are you afraid of me, Jinjing?" 

A confused frown appeared on her face at the interruption.

"Answer me," he said.

His question finally registered in her dazed mind. She shook her head. "No. I'm not afraid of you, Nikolai."

"Why not? You were shaking in fear because of me just now."

Her dazed eyes became a little clearer. She remembered what happened earlier but couldn't explain it. Her frown deepened. "T-that was just some kind of a…weird reaction. I don't think it was because of you. I'm not afraid of you."

He didn't reply but continued to observe her with his intense eyes.

She cleared throat and squirmed a little under his heavy gaze. "Although we don't know each other that well, my guts are telling me that you won't hurt me physically, so there's no reason for me to fear you."

"You already know that I fuck hard. But you haven't yet experienced how hard I really fuck, Jinjing. I'm still taking it easy on you. I might accidentally hurt you—"

"That's not what I mean! Our, uhm, bed activities are a separate matter. Actually, I think I'll be fine even if you go a little harder." She flushed crimson at her own words. "Uhm, what I mean is that I'll tell you to stop if you're hurting me in bed. B-but that's not what I'm talking about here!"

He caressed her cheek. "Then tell me."