Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 6:My Wife Wants Me To Roleplay 2**

Her gaze stayed fixed on his, the powerful bond between them amplifying every moment. Beneath her, she sensed his shudders, his body rigid with anticipation.

Suddenly and purposefully, she drew back, her lips releasing his cock with a gentle pop.

Ethan's eyes flew open, his face etched with bewilderment and longing. "Why... why did you stop?" he questioned, his voice quivering.

Sophia's smirk broadened as her fingers worked the buttons of her blouse free, baring the curves of her breasts under a delicate black lace bra. "Because it’s my turn now," she purred, her words laced with raw seduction.

She pressed forward, her breasts grazing his chest while she claimed his lips in a scorching kiss. Her tongue plunged into his mouth, possessing him utterly just like the rest of his form.

Ethan's hands moved on instinct to her waist, drawing her tighter as the kiss grew fiercer.

Yet Sophia harbored different intentions.

She parted from the kiss and leaned back, her palms cupping her breasts. "Touch me," she demanded, her tone commanding yet infused with lust.

Ethan paused just a second before his hands rose, fingers skimming the silky fabric over her chest. But Sophia shook her head.

"No. Not like that. Like this."

Her hands slipped behind her back, unclasping the dress and allowing it to slide off. Her breasts burst free, their plump, rounded allure pulling Ethan's stare like a lodestone.

Her nipples stood stiff, peaked with desire, and Ethan groaned at the view. "God, you’re beautiful," he rasped, his voice heavy with craving. Sophia's smirk melted into a smile as she steered his hands to her breasts.

"Show me how much you want me," she whispered huskily.

No more prompting was required for Ethan. His palms conformed to the plush swells of her breasts, thumbs tracing soft circles over her nipples.

Sophia's breath caught, her back bowing faintly as she melted into his caress. "Yes..." she breathed, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment to relish the pleasure.

She wouldn't let him monopolize the delight, though. Her hand returned to his cock, pumping it leisurely while he fondled her breasts.

The twin waves of pleasure nearly overpowered Ethan. His hips jerked upward, chasing extra friction as Sophia's grip tightened on him.

"Lady.."

"Call me Sophia..You aren’t allowed to call otherwise.."

"Then Miss Sophia.."

"Only Sophia.."

"Sophia... please..." he pleaded, his voice cracking. Her eyes opened to lock with his again. "Not yet," she replied, teasing yet resolute. "We’re just getting started."

She repositioned herself astride him, her breasts flattening against his chest as she dipped in for another kiss. This one unfolded slower, more intentional, brimming with tantalizing promise.

Her hips rolled over his hardness, the flimsy panties barely softening the electric contact. Ethan's hands glided to her hips, pressing for a swifter rhythm, but Sophia eased back a touch, shaking her head. "Patience," she scolded gently, her voice soft but authoritative.

Once more, she rocked against him, her motions measured and teasing, stoking his frenzy with desire.

Ethan's fingers clenched into her hips, aching for greater intensity, but Sophia resolved to savor every second. She kissed him anew, her tongue dancing with his amid the persistent grind. The torturous friction had him balancing on the precipice again.

As Sophia at last drew apart, Ethan let out a groan of aggravation.

She merely grinned, eyes sparkling with playful intent. "Now," she murmured deeply and seductively. Her hand ventured between their bodies, fingers catching the edge of her panties and easing them down her thighs. The instant they were discarded, she aligned above him, her slick heat gliding along his cock's length.

Yet she refrained from guiding him into her pussy, instead sliding her slick folds over his shaft.

With a deep moan, she declared, "We should wait for marriage night for that."

Ethan nodded eagerly, bucking his hips in response.

The overwhelming thrill intensified with Sophia's throaty moan. She initiated a slow rhythm, relishing the sensation of his cock gliding across her pussy entrance, which drenched her in fresh arousal.

"Aaah...It feels so good..I wonder how good it would feel to take it in."

Before long, her tempo surged, hips grinding down with growing fervor.

Ethan's hands clamped her hips firmly as he drove upward to match her pace. The chamber resounded with the slap of their flesh and their blended cries of ecstasy.

Sophia's head lolled back while she rode him wildly, her breasts jiggling with each thrust. Her fingers knotted in his hair as she swooped down to seize his lips in yet another fiery kiss.

Intense sensations coursed through him, and soon Ethan found himself teetering on the brink again.

Suddenly, Sophia pulled back, a mischievous grin on her lips.

"No, you can’t... You need to cum inside."

"FUCKKKK!"

"I’ve had enough." Ethan bellowed, clutching Sophia’s shoulder and flipping her over.

Ethan bent over Sophia, his body weight bearing down. He craved to plunge inside her desperately, yet fearing an immediate explosion, he turned his attention to pleasuring her.

Soft kisses were planted by Ethan across her forehead, down her cheek, venturing lower, his lips pausing to murmur praises against her warm skin.

"Mhmm... AAHHHH... IT FEELS GOOD..." Sophia began moaning loudly.

Through his hair, Sophia’s fingers glided, pulling him nearer with every stroke and exhale.

Each kiss unleashed the feelings Ethan had bottled up for ages, as he mapped her shoulders, collarbone, and arms, leaving no spot unkissed or untreasured.

Still rigid and slick with Sophia’s saliva, Ethan’s cock nudged her thigh, streaking moisture across her flesh.

Lower he went, fingers locating the slickness between her thighs. He circled her clit languidly, then slid effortlessly into her depths. A sharp gasp escaped Sophia, her hips rising sharply against his touch.

"You’re so wet," he growled softly, voice deep and husky.

"You crave this just like me."

"Yes," she panted. "I want you, Ethan."

"I want this rod to make a mess inside."

At her entrance, Ethan readied himself, cock pulsing with eagerness. He dragged the tip through her juices, slicking up before easing in gradually. Sophia uttered a pained yet soft moan, nails scratching down his back.

"AHHHHHH!"

"HURT... STOP..."

Her cries blended agony and bliss, but a forceful push allowed his cock to penetrate fully.

"Aahhh," she sighed, eyes fluttering shut.

Ethan froze, enveloped by her pussy walls squeezing and twisting around his cock.

Steadying himself, Ethan initiated motion, hips rocking in a deliberate, unhurried tempo. Sophia synchronized perfectly, their forms undulating together amid labored breaths and sweat-slicked skin.

"Aaahh... Amazing... So this is sex... It’s truly something wonderful."

Sophia pleaded desperately in a hushed tone, "More... More... I want more of it."

"Fuck me harder, Ethan."

Ethan complied eagerly, his drives growing fiercer. Flesh smacked rhythmically, echoing like a carnal melody of lust. Sophia’s breathing stuttered, frame coiling as ecstasy loomed.

"Yes, yes, yes," she moaned breathlessly. "Don’t stop, Ethan. Please, don’t stop."

Reaching downward, Sophia directed him deeper, relishing the utter fullness. United in motion, their bodies flowed seamlessly, hunting shared rapture anew.

Lustful ecstasy and yearning painted Sophia’s face, eyes drooping, lips ajar in wordless bliss as Ethan’s cock battered her core, stuffing her to the brim. Her hips countered every plunge, skin colliding wildly as they drowned in passion’s cadence.

Ethan’s grip tightened on Sophia’s hips, pinning her for intensified, swifter, deeper assaults. Her cries amplified, saturating the air as she goaded him relentlessly, craving more intensity.

"Yes, Ethan. Just like that."

"Harder."

"Push it deeper." Sophia whispered huskily, her pleas synced to the wet slaps of their union.

Ethan’s pounding quickened desperately, his cock thickening within as release surged closer. Sophia’s pussy gripped him fiercely, inner walls contracting toward her own shattering peak.

One mighty final thrust unleashed Ethan’s torrent, hot essence flooding Sophia’s depths as she wailed, her climax surging through her in blissful surges while they tumbled together in exhaustion.

Gasping for air, their eyes met. Then, soft smiles blooming, lips joined once more, tasting the tender bliss of their debut night.