Chapter 140 - None Of Them Will Be The Existence You Need To Worry About (M) (2/2)

Jiang Ruolan didn't know whether to shake her head or nod her head. She didn't know whether her body was burning from the heat or from the touch of his hand, but she wasn't feeling any better either. His chest seemed to be even hotter than hers.

The inexplicable smell of him made her feel at ease. It actually made her want to rely on him.

If Cui Liuxian was still unwilling to let Xian Zihao go, then Jiang Ruolan would no longer be passive. This man wasn't willing to give his hand to someone else. He only could be hers.

Because of Jiang Ruolan's initiative, all Xian Zihao controls snap just like that. A gentle and coaxing kiss followed her lips down little by little, sliding down her slender white neck. His large warm hands moved from her waist and unto her ribs.

This kind of sweet torture was unbearable for her. As Jiang Ruolan unconsciously moved her face, the tip of her nose brushed against Xian Zihao's neck. She could smell Xian Zihao's scent. A clean and fresh, mature yet with a hint of an extremely good smell of tobacco.

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*MATURE SCENE AHEAD*

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Xian Zihao slowly removed the towel from her body. Jiang Ruolan's bare breasts were demure and modest. They didn't compromise her slender figure. Her ribcage poked subtly out from where her waist began.

He couldn't draw his eyes away from her. His thumb lightly brushed her nipples as his fingers drifted further down. Jiang Ruolan tightened her grip on Xian Zihao's arm. He found her belly and traced a line around her navel. ”God, you're so pretty.”

Jiang Ruolan whimpered and shuddered. Xian Zihao covered her shoulders with his one arm and held her in place. She sighed happily as he selfishly clasped her close again.

Jiang Ruolan whined as his hands drifted to her thighs. ”Z--Zihao!” His strong fingers caressed her legs tenderly. ”Oh...!”

Xian Zihao reached under her knee and pulled the leg closer as he tightened his grip. Her breathing bordered on hyperventilating now. Her excitement grew. Xian Zihao could feel Jiang Ruolan's clammy skin against his bare forearms. Her shoulders heaved under his grip, and her breasts sweetly touched his chest as she breathed. He explored her neck again.

Jiang Ruolan tilted her head away and trembled. Both of her hands rested on his shoulders. Xian Zihao turned his head to look at her. Jiang Ruolan kissed him deeply. Her thin arms slid over his neck and unto his chest as she drew closer still.

He reached out his hands and ran them from her arms down to where her hands rested. Their eyes were closed. Sometimes they peaked at each other as they kissed. Their ecstatic faces excited one another. They pressed harder and harder into each other. The deep kiss became a frantic and almost desperate struggle to feel and breathe and taste each other as thoroughly as possible. Their stifled breathing turned to soft moans.

Jiang Ruolan's hands touched his chest and her breasts poked his belly as he held her close. Her legs gently brushed him as she readjusted.

She could feel something poking her. Xian Zihao then kissed her shoulders, put his nose between her breasts, and kissed it. Jiang Ruolan let out an excited cry. Her chest lifted itself from the sofa. He returned to her shoulder as he ran a hand to her belly and pressed it down.

Xian Zihao stands up and takes off his shirt, his pecs shaped wonderfully and his biceps looked strong but not too muscular. He undid his pants and pulled down both pants and boxers. His swollen rod swayed hard like a fleshy iron rod.

He climbed back on top of her and caught one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked on it for a few, long moments. Jiang Ruolan's breath grew heavy as Xian Zihao worked on her.

His lips descended lower on her body. First her sternum, then her abdomen, and then he nipped her thighs. Involuntarily, a whimper pushed through Jiang Ruolan's lips. She heard him chuckle against her skin. ”You are so sensitive.”

Of course, Xian Zihao knew what he was doing to her. He parted her legs further.

”Dear God.”

Right now, Jiang Ruolan's mind was falling apart. She didn't remember her name or where she was now. All she knew was Xian Zihao's tongue like heaven.

Xian Zihao massaged and nipped at her clit, savoring the sweet musky taste of her. He flicked her clit with his tongue as she clawed on the sofa. Jiang Ruolan bit her lips hard. Suddenly a pressure was quickly building within her. Her breath hitched as moans began to escape her lips.

She couldn't hold on any longer. She screamed Xian Zihao's name as she came in a deep guttural moan, propped up on her elbows as she rode her orgasm out.

Jiang Ruolan fell back heavily against the sofa. Xian Zihao kissed her body, found her lips as his hands pushed her hands over her head. Their fingers intertwined. Jiang Ruolan tasted a bit of herself as Xian Zihao deepened his kiss. This time he moaned.

He broke their kiss and stroked her face. His eyes still churned with passion, and Jiang Ruolan could feel his erection against her legs. With one hand he guided himself to her.

When he touched her crossed legs, Jiang Ruolan's expression changed, and she hesitated to move. Xian Zihao kissed her on the cheek and they stood there for a while. When he felt her legs slide free and spread, he willed himself to move slowly. Their first touch drew a soft cry from Jiang Ruolan.

”Z...Zihao?!” Her hands clasped to his back

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I'm not good at writing smut but hey, at least I tried. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ