Shameless Gangster

Chapter 21A

He normally looked very slim in his clothes, but lying there naked like this, the suppleness and sturdiness that blended harmoniously was quite apparent. His thin muscles, the smooth and beautiful lines, long and straight legs, and his fair skin looked like fine jade under the light.

Jiang Xiaoning took off his shirt. His pants, however, only fell to his thighs because of his impatience to press down on Han Jia.

Han Jia started to laugh and reached out his hands to accept him before he held him in his embrace and turned over. By the time Jiang Xiaoning could sense the coldness on his back, he was already pressed beneath Han Jia instead.

He grasped Han Jia's shoulders, exerting some strength in his hands intending to turn over to regain the initiative of being above, but Han Jia looked down at him with an expression that seemed to contain boundless affection for him - Jiang Xiaoning could not shift his gaze, not even the slightest.

His appearance must be of someone who was utterly infatuated because Han Jia's eyes suddenly brightened up with amazement.

"Xiaoning..." Han Jia murmured, sliding his hand from his chest, then gently and firmly roaming his abdomen, then finally grabbing his member.

Jiang Xiaoning took in a sharp breath as a shuddering gust of excitement set off from his crotch, and as if a fiery spark had been sent to all the bones of his limbs, he let out a low moan and closed his eyes.

The night breeze blew in from the balcony door, bringing a slight chill, and even though the carpet was spread out, the hardness of the floor beneath could still be felt. But Jiang Xiaoning had long left all the care elsewhere; his world only had the warmness and dexterous hands of his beloved, and his own rising desires.

When he felt that he had enjoyed the pinnacle of happiness, in the next moment, the warm and moist touch made him reach another peak. Han Jia at some point had knelt between his legs, sucking on that hard iron-like member.

Jiang Xiaoning gasped rapidly and irregularly, using his elbow to prop up his upper body and look over. Han Jia held his member with one hand, licking and teasing from the tip all the way to the base; his slightly lowered eyes stared at the thing with a tender and serious expression, as if licking the member completely wet from the tip to the base was the most important thing in the world.

This scene struck Jiang Xiaoning's heart all at once, and he felt that the sound of it beating loudly beneath his ribs filled the entire room. At the same time that his member was attacked and bounced slightly, Jiang Xiaoning was ridden with a burst of pleasure along with an aching pain.

It was only when Jiang Xiaoning's member was thoroughly moistened - displaying its color and luster beneath the light of the living room - that Han Jia finally seemed satisfied. With his fingers around the base, he stretched his tongue toward the tip and twirled around it before slowly taking it into his mouth and then raising his head just the slightest to glance at Jiang Xiaoning.

That glance made Jiang Xiaoning extremely excited. He propped his upper body with one hand and reached over to touch Han Jia's cheek with the other.

Han Jia obediently allowed him to caress him, taking in and out the desire between his legs while raising his eyes to look at Jiang Xiaoning.

His eyes were covered with a layer of mist from the breathlessness, but even then, a smile was still there, as if surrendering to the need to please him but also as if to tease him, to provoke him.

Jiang Xiaoning almost lost his mind. His fingers left Han Jia's cheek and went to tightly clutch his black hair as he bent his legs and started to move his waist, invading Han Jia's mouth from the bottom up. Han Jia unexpectedly let out a sound similar to a whimper.