Deep Desire

Chapter 18: Compete

Views:

Lu Jingshen felt embarrassed when his sensitive parts fell into Feng Si's hands: "Let go."

"You're here and you still want to run away?" Feng Si reminded him, "Boss Lu, you came to me today on your own initiative."

There was no light in the room, and Lu Jingshen could not see the mockery on Feng Si's face, but just by listening to his voice, he could imagine the expression on his face when he said this.

But unfortunately, he was the one who brought it to the door.

Lu Jingshen was struggling in silence, unable to say those words that were difficult to say. If it were back then, Feng Si would have understood what he meant with just a glance.

But this person now said that if he didn't speak up, he would not get what he wanted.

Feng Si heard Lu Jingshen's heavy breathing, and the hand on his lower back tore off his neatly worn suit and shirt, and stroked his waist back and forth with his flesh against his flesh.

Lu Jing leaned his head back, trying to avoid it, but there was a wall behind him. Feng Si's body pressed against him, and he lowered his head slightly and bit his Adam's apple.

A suppressed sound rolled out from Lu Jingshen's throat. Feng Si's tongue licked his most sensitive part wantonly, causing him to react almost immediately.

Lu Jingshen couldn't stand him doing this and pushed his shoulder: "Stop licking..."

Feng Si didn't stop, his hot and wet lips rubbed along his neck all the way up, kissed behind his ear, and stopped his breath beside his ear: "Really not going to tell me?"

Lu Jingshen panted softly, his voice a little gnashing his teeth: "That's all you are capable of."

"Provocation is useless," Feng Si sneered, "I won't fall for it."

Lu Jingshen: "Let go."

Feng Si chuckled softly, reached down, and patted his buttocks which were tightly wrapped in his suit pants: "Let go again? Why did you follow me back just now?"

Knowing clearly that Lu Jing was deeply embarrassed, Feng Si didn't want to let him go and kept exposing his true colors with every word he said.

After a stalemate, Lu Jingshen suddenly raised his hand, pulled Feng Si's collar forcefully, and bit his Adam's apple fiercely, imitating what he had just done.

Feng Si was pulled forward by him and fell a little. The lower bodies of the two were almost pressed together. Feng Si let him vent. Although he was obviously reacting, he was still able to control the rhythm calmly. When Lu Jingshen let him go, he still said, "Boss Lu, don't tell me. I don't understand what you mean."

Lu Jingshen was determined not to say that he wanted him to have sex with him, and his good upbringing also prevented him from cursing. Feng Si's hand, which had been causing trouble, turned forward and said, "If you don't want to say it, forget it. Let's do it the same as before."

Finally, use your hands.

When Lu Jingshen fell into the bed, his body was completely out of control. His vision could not find a focus in the darkness, and he could only touch another person's body by feeling. The ambiguity and eagerness were enough to burn away his sanity.

When the lights came on, Lu Jingshen blinked hard, and Feng Si's lowered eyes gradually came into view in his blurry vision. They were very different from the way he smiled at the dance party a few hours ago. There was a dark tide surging in those dark pupils, which almost swallowed him up.

It was only a few moments.

Lu Jingshen regained consciousness, and Feng Si's fingers smeared the stain on his lips, reminding him: "I'm going to take a shower, Mr. Lu, please do as you please."

Lu Jingshen subconsciously grabbed his arm, and Feng Si looked back calmly: "Anything else?"