The lips and teeth pressed against each other, grinding slowly and leisurely. The lips that had been repeatedly soaked in wine were softer than usual, easily making people feel dizzy as if they were drunk.
The heat in his body was quickly aroused. Lu Jingshen loosened his bow tie and climbed his hands onto Feng Si's shoulders. No longer satisfied with simple touch, he sucked and bit his lips, eagerly craving for more.
The kiss deepened, and Feng Si's tongue came in as he wished, entwining with his, sucking gently, soothing Lu Jingshen's impatience.
This kiss lasted for a long time, until their breathing became irregular, their lips and tongues slightly separated, and their foreheads touched.
The moment their eyes met, they smiled at the same time. Feng Si put one hand on Lu Jingshen's waist, lifted up his suit, pulled open his shirt and got inside, lovingly stroking the slightly hot skin underneath.
Lu Jingshen panted and reminded him: "Go to the plane."
Feng Si curled his lips, casually opened the door of the plane behind him, pushed open his arms, jumped up easily, then hooked his arms around Lu Jingshen's waist, pulled him up with force, and threw the door back shut.
Lu Jingshen was caught off guard and fell onto Feng Si. The space in the two-seater plane was too cramped and narrow, so he could only kneel on Feng Si's legs in this almost twisted posture.
Clearly feeling the strength of his thigh muscles and the overheated temperature spreading from the base of his legs, Lu Jingshen's breathing became more rapid than before. He quickly took off his suit jacket, tore off his shirt, and moved closer to Feng Si, pulling off his bow tie and unbuttoning his shirt one by one.
The private space gave Lu Jingshen a sense of security and made him more relaxed. He swayed his body back and forth, pulling at Feng Si's clothes, and even seemed a little impatient in his movements.
Feng Si patted his waist gently, trying to guide him: "Slow down, don't rush."
The rose inserted in Feng Si's chest was crushed, and the petals fell, just adorning Lu Jingshen's chest, inexplicably adding some indescribable erotic charm.
Feng Si's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head, and licked it with his tongue.
The sudden stimulation made Lu Jingshen moan uncontrollably. His long neck was thrown back and his body leaned back, only to be pressed back by Feng Si's hand.
The touch of the kiss was too clear, wet, hot and sticky, teasing his fragile nerves and driving him almost crazy.
Feng Si's hand was under his shirt, and his fingers pressed down along his protruding spine little by little, as if playing a casual and passionate song on his body.
When pressing on the depression of the coccyx, Lu Jingshen's breathing became heavier, and he trembled as he stuck to Feng Si's body and fell into the clouds.
"So fast." Feng Si raised his head and smiled into Lu Jingshen's ear, "Why are you so sensitive? You can't stand it after a few kisses and touches?"
He couldn't bear it just from this. This body was more sensitive and easier to tease than before. It was all the result of his own efforts.
This realization also made Feng Si even more excited.
The corners of Lu Jingshen's eyes were red, his lips were slightly parted, he was breathing with difficulty, he stared at him, unable to speak.
Feng Si slowly stroked Lu Jingshen's slightly trembling waist, stared at his unconsciously seductive look, and covered him with his lips and tongue again.
The kiss went from lingering to hot and intense. The sound of metal belt buckles colliding with each other stimulated the auditory nerves, and then there was the sound of fabric rubbing against each other. Lu Jing closed his eyes deeply, completely relaxed his body, and gave himself to the man who was holding him in his arms without reservation.