In the quiet and spacious room, her voice was faint and clear, it fell on the ears and burned to the bottom of my heart.
Lu Huai and his eyes suddenly darkened.
Eyes facing each other, breathing and smelling each other.
The next moment, he embraced her slender and soft waist, bowed his head and kissed her.
The slightly cool thin lips fell, and quickly bit her, and the cold cedar breath seemed to flow into her lips and teeth, wrapping her around.
She raised her arms, wrapped them around his neck, raised her head slightly, and catered to his kiss.
The body is close to each other, and the scalding temperature spreads rapidly.
She gradually fell into a coma under his kiss, and her whole body became weak. She could only helplessly tighten her arms and hold him tighter.
Come closer.
a little closer.
Not a murmur in a vague consciousness, not a phantom in a midnight dream.
He is here.
He is here.
The chest cavity seemed to be filled with something, sore and sweet, which almost washed away all her thoughts.
Only he is left, all the breath is swallowed by him, all the breath is dyed by him, and all the blank space is occupied by him.
Her legs were so weak that she slid down unbearably, but was picked up by him again.
"Hold tight."
He finally let go of her, leaned against her ear, and let out a low and hoarse sound.
She didn't have the energy to think more, so she could only hug him tightly according to what he said.
Then, his hand slipped from her waist and landed on her thigh.
The next moment, her body suddenly flew into the air, and she was hugged by him like this.
Suddenly losing her focus, she panicked, subconsciously raised her legs to wrap around his thin waist, stretched out her chest to hug him even tighter, and lay on top of him like a koala.
Worried about falling, she moved again and instinctively burrowed into his arms.
With such movements, the soft ups and downs of her chest pressed tightly against his flat and tough chest muscles, rubbing the fire all over him again.
He took a step forward, pushed her against the wall, and lowered his head to look for her lips eagerly.
Fiery and forceful kisses fell all over the sky, without giving her any time to breathe, until her breathing became more and more urgent, and he finally let go of her by grabbing his shirt helplessly with her little hands.
She tilted her head slightly, and finally got a chance to breathe, but in the next second, she suddenly suffocated.
"… Um… "
It was only a very low sound, but it instantly destroyed Lu Huai and the self-control and restraint he had always been proud of.
Almost uncontrollably, he increased his strength, leaving red marks on her creamy skin.
A slight tingling was mixed in the fiery kiss, and his thoughts were easily covered.
She instinctively sensed the danger, and subconsciously struggled to escape.
Lu Huai and Ben were on the verge of losing control, and it was extremely uncomfortable to be tortured by her like this.
He raised his head from her chest, and without any thought, he patted her round buttocks as a warning, his voice was rough and hoarse:
"Don't move."
She looked at him, her little face turned completely red in an instant.
Lu Huai and his Adam's apple slid up and down, holding her in his arms, and walked into the house.
She had nothing to rely on, she could only lie on his shoulders like this.
Corridor, living room, guest bedroom.
And finally the master bedroom.
The curtains are half closed, half bright, half dark.
They embraced each other and walked through the interlaced light and shadow.
After that, she was put on the soft bed by him.
He stood right in front of her, bowed his head, put one hand on her leg, and looked at her.
His eyes were extremely dark, his eyes seemed to be quenched, and he swept across her face little by little.
The room was extremely quiet, but it seemed to be filled with an ambiguous and extremely hot and humid atmosphere, even breathing became lingering.
He didn't touch her, afraid that his sanity would collapse in the end.
But he was reluctant to stay away, so he could only keep such a close distance.
Look into her eyes, covet her sweetness.
They just kept looking at each other like this, maybe only for a few seconds, or it could be a long time.
Her peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a mist of mist, they were extremely clear and pure, but they were also soul-stirring.
Finally, his throat was dry and tight, and he asked in a low voice:
"Miss Shen, do you want to continue?"
She didn't speak, she raised her head slightly and kissed his lips.
This was her answer, an answer that would collapse all his sanity.
She didn't need words, he was willing to bow his head and surrender.
…
The sun cast a gleam on the floor, and the shadow moved as the breeze stirred the curtains.
On the spacious bed, two figures overlapped.
Shen Li's body sank into the soft mattress, her long hair spread out on the pillow.
Lu Huaihe bent his knees and bent over to kiss her.
She hugged him, and soon couldn't bear such a strong and fiery kiss. She raised her head slightly, her slender waist arched unconsciously, and she inserted her pale fingers into his black hair. She didn't know if she wanted him to stop, or wanted him to continue. .
She was almost completely encased in his arms, and only occasionally could she let out a small and pathetic low moan.
At a certain moment, the mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated a few times.
Lu Huaiyu's movements suddenly stopped.
He buried her neck, and after a while, he kissed her side face, then got up again, and helped her tidy up her messy blouse.
His jaw was tense, there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and the deep lust in his eyes had not completely faded, even if he just glanced at it, it seemed that his whole body would be ignited with hot flames.
However, his movements are gentle and precious, with extreme restraint and forbearance.
almost...
His sanity was almost completely out of control.
But not now.
He held her face, and gently rubbed his rough fingertips over her already swollen lips, his voice was very low, with a hint of hoarseness:
"Does it hurt?"
Shen Li shook her head.
Lu Huai and this were a little relieved.
But the next moment, Shen Li nodded again:
"It hurts a little..."
Lu Huaiyu kissed her lips lightly.
Shen Li whispered:
"It's not that it hurts..."
She knelt on the bed, leaned forward again, lowered her head slightly, not daring to look into his eyes, she only held his hand lightly, and hooked his fingers again.
"... Take it easy..."
"..."
The fire that had been suppressed with great difficulty showed faint signs of resurgence.
Lu Huaiyu tilted his head slightly and exhaled lightly.
After a while, he looked at her again, looked at her blushing ears and neck, and said in a low voice:
"Not intentional."
The little girl looked up at him.
"I can't hold back." He said.
This time, the little girl blushed even more.
Lu Huai coaxed:
"Apologize to you, okay?"
The little girl's peach blossom eyes were radiant and clear, and she shook her head.
Then, she kissed him lightly on the lips:
"I like you no matter what, so—no apologies."
This scene really pissed me off
(end of this chapter)