After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

The corner of this side fell into silence, no one spoke anymore, only the hot and rapid panting of each other remained.

Li Luo slowly opened his eyes, his mind was completely confused because of Duan Mingyang's words.

He was not unaware that there was some kind of emotion in the kiss just now.

Something he'd longed for, something he couldn't ask for.

But Duan Mingyang didn't say it clearly, he was always afraid that he would guess wrong again.

And even if Duan Mingyang said it, could he immediately choose to accept it?

The grievances in the past have not yet reaped a good result, and Duan Mingyang has not yet made atonement for his betrayal. Can he really forgive so easily?

Duan Mingyang not only harmed him, but also his father who is still in prison waiting for an innocent father, what qualifications does he have to forgive Duan Mingyang for his father on his own behalf?Write it off for his father?

The decision should not be in his hands.

But at this moment, Li Luo stared at the face in front of him that had appeared countless times in his dreams——

The remaining warmth on the lips has not dissipated, and the remaining heat in the bottom of my heart is rekindled.

He had to admit that at least in the matter of deceiving his feelings, he had almost completely forgiven Duan Mingyang.

Even if this person once looked at his love so coldly and trampled on his sincerity mercilessly.But as long as Duan Mingyang has a place in his heart now, the past doesn't have to worry about the present.

"I seem to understand."

Li Luo gave himself some leeway, held Duan Mingyang's hand, touched the ring with his fingertips, and smiled lightly: "If Boss Duan puts on the ring for me, I might understand right away."

Duan Mingyang held his hand back, bowed his head and kissed the back of his hand: "As long as Mr. Li cherishes my heart, I will naturally wear it for you."

Li Luo raised one leg and hooked Duan Mingyang's waist:

"I want it tomorrow."

Duan Mingyang held his own tie, loosened it, and pulled it off.

"That depends on Mr. Li's performance."

Li Luo only felt his body lighten, and was hugged by Duan Mingyang holding his legs.

He is more than 1.8 meters tall, and his figure is by no means thin. He was lifted up easily like a child, which felt a bit fresh. His two long legs immediately clamped Duan Mingyang's waist, and his face was pressed against the other side. In the dimple of his neck, he sucked hard, and there was a bright red mark.

Duan Mingyang should belong to him.

Before he had time to appreciate his work, Duan Mingyang swept away all the documents and sundries when he heard a clatter, and put him down on the desk.

The paper fluttered and fell, and the pens in the pen container were scattered all over the place. I don't know if the ink was spilled.Li Luo lay on his back on the mahogany table, as if he had become a gift for his master. Layers of coats were quickly peeled off, revealing his naked and well-proportioned body.

There is not a trace of fat on his body, and his muscles are distributed just right, neither overly strong nor limp.The long black hair spread messily on the mahogany desk, against the background of the tall and white body, it looked extremely handsome and gorgeous, but not feminine.Anyone who saw it couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Even Duan Mingyang seemed to be fascinated, he stared at him, and did not move for a long time.

"Has Duan always stared at me dumbfounded?" Li Luo's long and narrow eyes curled up with a smile, and the amber pupils were shining brightly.

"Mr. Li, it's better to talk less." Duan Mingyang's body was stuck between his legs, and he untied his belt, "Otherwise the voice will not be loud enough for a while."

Li Luo still smiled: "Does Mr. Duan have that ability?"

Duan Mingyang leaned down and lightly pecked the corner of his lips: "Do I have one, don't you know?"

Li Luo is naturally clear, even though he only had sex with Duan Mingyang twice, and both times he was in an unconscious state, his memory was fragmented, but his body clearly remembered the trembling and sinking when he was invaded and occupied, So much so that at this moment when Duan Mingyang was suppressed, he couldn't control the feeling of weakness in his heart, his voice seemed to be hoarse, and he swallowed unconsciously.

"I don't remember." He said duplicity.Holding Duan Mingyang's face, he kissed his lips forcefully, "Let me experience it again, maybe I will remember it."

Duan Mingyang's eyes darkened, he stopped talking nonsense, and he pulled his hand hard, and the belt fell to the ground.

In the spacious and quiet study room, love and desire are being staged under the bright lights.

The mahogany desk was originally clean and spotless, but it was gradually stained by various marks.

The hot air condensed on the tabletop to form a mist of water vapor, the toes rubbed against the tabletop left round marks, and the transparent sticky water stains brought out by the fingers when they passed in and out gathered into a small puddle of water marks.

Li Luo hooked his knees with his hands and separated them to the sides, but he still couldn't help but occasionally put his legs together.

The fingers that are entering and exiting the body are thick and long, and they are inserted hard and fast. It should be painful, but Duan Mingyang has figured out his sensitive position. He clenched his fingers involuntarily, not wanting it to leave.

The expansion process was short and quick. Duan Mingyang seemed to have no intention of spending too much time on foreplay. After pulling out his fingers, he immediately pressed the high-spirited utensils under his crotch, without even taking off his pants.

Li Luo was startled, and immediately raised his leg, and put his foot on Duan Mingyang's shoulder, preventing him from entering.

"You're going to fuck me like this?"

"if not?"

"Take off your clothes."

"why?"

"Because..." Li Luo opened his mouth, but he couldn't think of a reasonable reason.

It seemed that there was really no need to take off his clothes, but the former Duan Mingyang, no matter if he was sincere or not, would at least stick to his skin, and even kiss his whole body, as if he was worshiping devoutly.

Now that it was like this, he felt that he had become even cheaper.

Also, those who take the initiative to give it to their mouths are often not cherished.

"Because this is my first time." He tried to make himself less cheap, "You have to listen to me."

The sarcasm in Duan Mingyang's eyes was obvious: "The first time? What do you take the first two times between us? Are you going to say that you are unwilling again?"

"No, what I mean is, I was not sober the first two times, and this is the first time I have sex with you when I am sober." Li Luo slid his foot down, rubbing lightly on his abdominal muscles coquettishly, "clothes Take it off and put on a condom, otherwise you won't be allowed to go on."

Duan Mingyang pushed forward, and the front part slightly opened the entrance: "I didn't wear it the first two times."

"I don't care, I have to wear it this time."

He wasn't worried that Duan Mingyang had too many bed partners getting sick over the years, but he felt that if he allowed the other party to completely occupy his body when he was awake, it would be no different from open submission.

"You just have to put it on." Li Luo winked at him, "You can use up a box tonight."

Duan Mingyang was silent for a few seconds, then raised his hand and took off his clothes neatly, opened the drawer under the desk, took out a box of brand new covers, took out one, bit open the package, and stroked it to the root, all in one go.Immediately afterwards, without saying a word, he pressed the heel of his leg, and the purple hard penis was inserted directly in.

Li Luo straightened his back suddenly, grunted, and frowned, his fingernails scratched at the smooth tabletop, but couldn't grab anything, and he felt weak and sour for a while.

There are even covers in the drawers of the study... Duan Mingyang did not know how many people he had sex with in this villa before.

Who was pressed on the desk to have fun like him?Could it be the fiancée?

From body to mind, there is no equality between them.

His first and last heartbeats were given to Duan Mingyang. From the beginning to the end, there was only such a person. He loved and hated him for five or six years, and he might love him for another five or sixty years. But Duan Mingyang only recently started to fall in love with him. .

How long can this dedication last?Maybe it was just a whim.

"Who are you thinking about?" Duan Mingyang seemed to see that his mind was distracted, and before he could adapt, he began to slam into him brutally, knocking him back to reality.

"Ah! Fuck...you lighten up..."

Affected by alcohol and drugs in the first two times, the soreness and swelling feeling of being invaded by foreign bodies is not so obvious, and it will be suppressed soon.But this time Li Luo was fully awake, even with the condom on, the friction feeling of the thick and hard penis when it went in and out of his body was extremely strong, and he could even feel the twisted veins on it.

Fortunately, the huge front end is well aware of his excitement, and it runs over it precisely every time, causing the nerve center to tremble, and the pleasure rushes to the limbs like an electric current.

The initial discomfort was quickly replaced by the steaming desire, and the poor front slowly erected, flickering with the frequency of the impact behind her, and gradually getting wet together with the inserted red rear.

At first, Li Luo was still a little reluctant to let go, subconsciously suppressing his voice, but recalling his ugly behavior of being so dissolute under Duan Mingyang, he felt that there was nothing to worry about.

Anyway, Duan Mingyang probably got tired of playing with the shy and reserved little boy a long time ago, if he is bold and proactive, maybe Duan Mingyang will become more addicted to him.

So Li Luo's legs tightly clamped Duan Mingyang's strong waist, his toes gripped the edge of the desk, and he used his strength to lift his hips slightly so that he could penetrate deeper.If the genitals are pushed to the place where there is feeling, they will moan comfortably without concealing:

"Ah... um! Cool... right here, um ha..."

Duan Mingyang didn't seem to want to see him enjoying it so much, so he wanted to torture him.He leaned down, put his hand through his armpits, clasped his shoulders, and suddenly increased his speed and strength. His waist and hips moved rapidly, and they bumped into each other. The originally white buttocks soon turned red. Mixed with the slightest pain.

Li Luo frowned, bit his lips bright red, and tightly clung to Duan Mingyang's broad back, his flat nails were finally able to do anything, and there were red marks on them.

He leaned against Duan Mingyang's cheek, panting intermittently in the other's ear: "Slow, slow down... um..."

Duan Mingyang turned a deaf ear to it, and his thick, long, hot penis pierced fiercely into his body, as if trying to pierce him through, showing no mercy.

Li Luo was so pushed that he couldn't stand it any longer, his back rubbed back and forth against the hard desk, causing burning pain.Anger rose along with his body temperature, he bit Duan Mingyang's shoulder angrily, and gradually increased the force, seeing that the sharp teeth were about to pierce into the flesh, Duan Mingyang was still unmoved, and finally let go, leaving only A row of deep teeth marks.

"Why don't you bite?" Duan Mingyang pushed him back on the desk, and smacked his lips, "Mr. Li is reluctant?"

Li Luo licked his kissed lips: "Yeah... um... Boss Duan is, um... very willing to fuck me..."

"Because Mr. Li is very patient."

Duan Mingyang straightened up, this time holding his buttocks and hugging him up, covering his buttocks with his big hands and kneading wantonly, with the deadly genitals still inserted in it, following the steps of walking.

He carried Li Luo from the study into the bedroom next door, and threw him onto the big soft bed. Just as he bounced up, he was turned over and pressed back. Duan Mingyang inserted in from behind, and the back that had to rest was filled to the brim again. The folds are all flattened.

"Hmm...heavy..." Li Luo complained dissatisfiedly, but Duan Mingyang remained motionless.

The hot hands affectionately caressed his smooth back, and I don't know whether it was intentional or not, gradually relieving the discomfort of the reddened area.Li Luo hummed comfortably after being touched, and stopped twisting. Instead, he raised his hips to meet him, offering himself time and time again following the rhythm of Duan Mingyang's collision.

"Mr. Li really never had anyone else?" Duan Mingyang grabbed his long hair and pulled it back, forcing him to look up, "How can you be so lewd like this?"

Li Luo half-opened his eyes, the sockets of which were already slightly red: "Mr. Duan fucked me like this...you still blame me?"

Duan Mingyang didn't answer, but clasped his chin with his other hand, turned his face, sucked his wet and red lips, and kissed him delicately.

"Why don't you find someone else?"

Here we go again, this annoying question full of pitfalls.

Li Luo turned his head with difficulty, and sneered: "It's not suitable, since Mr. Duan cares so much about my private life...uh...how about trying to fuck me with another person next time? Maybe I'll be more lecherous."

"Slap!" He was slapped heavily on the buttocks, and the buttocks turned from red to white in an instant, and then more bright red five finger prints appeared.

Duan Mingyang showed no mercy, this slap was caught off guard, it hurt so much, Li Luo let out a "hiss!", and took a deep breath.

"Fuck you! You—ah!!"

As soon as the swear words came out, he was slapped a few more times on the buttocks, which directly numb half of the buttocks, and it took a long time for the slightest pain to appear, and the pain made the buttocks tremble unconsciously.

Duan Mingyang fucked hard and beat him harder, his palms were as ruthless as execution.Li Luo was pressed on the bed and couldn't move, clutching the bed sheet tightly, his eyes were flushed with physiological tears from being punched out, his body was shaken by the bump, the tears didn't fall down, he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

"When will Mr. Li be more obedient?" Duan Mingyang finally stopped, and replaced it with a punch, but his palms gently stroked the trembling back of the person beneath him.

Li Luo was sweating all over his body, his wet hair was sticking to his neck, his slender eyelashes were wet with sweat or tears, and he gasped, "Be good... um! Will, will you spoil me..."

Duan Mingyang suddenly stopped for some reason, lowered his head, and buried his head in his wet hair.

"meeting."

Li Luo smiled lowly.

"Liar."

How obedient he was to Duan Mingyang, how much Duan Mingyang dismissed him.

"You obviously like to conquer people like me who are against you. Fucking me has a sense of accomplishment, Mr. Duan? You want me to learn to be good...fuck me if you have the ability, otherwise you don't even think about it."

The hostility between Duan Mingyang's brows and eyes suddenly intensified.

"as you wish."

Li Luo's stubbornness caused him a whole night of restlessness.

Just like what Duan Mingyang said, he is really hardy. From the bedside to the end of the bed, and then to the bathroom, Duan Mingyang used up five or six sets.If someone else had to bear it, he would have fainted long ago from exhaustion, but he could still put his arms around Duan Mingyang's neck and ask for kisses, calling for the bed with a hoarse voice, and he didn't know how many times he had orgasmed in a trance.

When I finished the last time, the tiredness and sleepiness that had been suppressed for a long time finally surged up.Li Luo was so tired that he couldn't even stand on the smooth bathroom tiles. Duan Mingyang put his arms around his waist and kissed his cheeks and ears.He was not polite, hanging on Duan Mingyang's neck, resting his head on his shoulder, his voice was hoarse and his tone was greasy:

"Mr. Duan...you put me to sleep this time, will you still be responsible...?"

"I've already taken responsibility."

"Oh..." Li Luo dragged out the ending, "That's it."

It turned out that "responsibility" was really just the last time I carried it downstairs.

The hot water from the shower drenched their bodies, washing away the sticky sweat and mixed body fluids.

The relationship between them seems to be like the dense water vapor emitted by this hot water, which is hazy, and the temperature only stays on the surface, and it is fleeting as the desire fades away, and it cannot reach the heart.

Li Luo could barely open his eyes, his lips touched Duan Mingyang's neck gropingly, and with the last effort, he sucked hard on the red mark that he sucked out.

How long can Duan Mingyang belong to him?

Maybe this time, it's just day and night again.