Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill

Chapter 122: 122:Night With Diana 2


She cried out in raw frustration, her body shaking.

Ethan chuckled with a dark menacing smile. He held up his glistening fingers that were drenched with her own juices shining in the candlelight. He traced a wet line down her cheek.

"So eager…"

"Not yet," he said, his voice rough. "I want to hear you beg for it."

Diana panted, her hair sticking to her damp neck, her chest heaving. The sight of her, so wanton and desperate, fueled a fire in his belly.

Diana felt an itch down there.It was like an inextinguishable flame that was refusing to calm down.

"Plea-!'

However before she could speak,Ethan shoved fingers again.

His touch sent shivers through her body.

Ethan's touch was electric, igniting a fire in her core that spread outwards, consuming her whole being.

Ethan's fingers slid through her slick folds. Her body trembled as he circled her clit with a feather-light touch, teasing her relentlessly.

"Please, please..." she whimpered, her hips bucking upwards, desperate for more friction. But Ethan maintained his torturously slow pace, determined to drive her wild with desire.

He slipped a finger inside her tight entrance, her walls clenching around him greedily. A low moan escaped her lips as he began to pump his finger in and out, slowly increasing his speed.

She could feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter in her core. Ethan added a second finger, stretching her wider, filling her completely. He curled his fingers just right, hitting that sweet spot deep inside that made stars burst behind her eyes.

"AHHHHH!" she cried out, her back arching off the bed. Ethan was relentless, finger-fucking her harder and faster, his thumb grinding against her clit. She was right on the edge, teetering on the brink of ecstasy.

But then, just as she was about to cum, Ethan pulled his fingers away completely. "No!" she wailed, frustration and desperation coloring her voice. "Please, I need...I need..."

Ethan silenced

"Say it. Do you want more...or should we stop?" he teased, his own control hanging by a thread.

Instead of words, she answered with action. With a strength that surprised them both, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down on top of her.

Their bodies slammed together, her heat searing through his clothes. Her hands fumbled at his belt, her movements frantic.

"I want it," she gasped, her fingers finally working to buckle him free. "I want all of it."

His pants fell open. His cock, thick and hard, sprang free, slapping against her stomach with a soft thud.

Diana's eyes went wide, mesmerized by the sheer size of him, the pronounced veins, the swollen base and precum leaking on the head.

Hesitantly, she wrapped her hand around his shaft. Her grip was surprisingly sure as she stroked him from root to tip. A guttural groan was torn from Ethan's throat as her tight fist pulled him to an even more impossible hardness.

She looked up at him, her earlier shyness replaced by a bold, enchanting glint in her eyes. Her thumb swiped over the slick head, spreading the pearly drop of pre-cum.

"My Lord," she whispered, her voice steady and resolute now. "Do you need me to take it?"

A slow, predatory smile spread across Ethan's face. "Oh, I need it," he growled. "Show me how badly you want to give it."

That was all the permission she needed.

Diana's gaze dropped to his throbbing cock, her expression one of fierce determination mingled with awe.

She shifted on the bed, the silken sheets fall down against her skin as she lowered herself before him. Her golden hair cascaded over his thighs as she took his length in her hand again, her grip firm and knowing. She didn't hesitate. She opened her mouth, her pink tongue darting out to lick a long, salty stripe from the base of his shaft to the dripping crown.

"Fuuuck," Ethan hissed, his head falling back as her warm, wet tongue made contact.

She took him into her mouth slowly, her lips stretching taut around his immense girth.

A low, guttural groan tore from his chest as the hot, tight seal of her mouth enveloped him. Her eyes, wide and glossy with unshed tears, locked onto his as she pushed herself further, taking more of him into the constricting warmth of her throat.

Her cheeks hollowed with the force of her suction, a wet, rhythmic slurp-glark sound filling the quiet room.

"Diana…" he choked out, his fingers tangling in her hair, not to guide her, but to anchor himself.

Her inexperience was gone, replaced by an instinctual hunger that was unraveling him. She bobbed her head, establishing a steady pace, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside of his cock with each pass.

The sight was obscenely beautiful.

Her elegant neck stretched, her lips stretched to their limit around his veined shaft, a single tear tracing a path through the blush on her cheek from the strain.

She pulled back with a wet pop, gasping for air, a string of saliva and pre-cum connecting her swollen lips to his glistening head.

"You taste… so good, husband," she panted, her voice raspy. Without waiting, she dove back down, taking him even deeper this time, her throat convulsing around the invading tip.

Ethan could only watch, mesmerized, as his proper bride worshipped his cock with a whore's filthy expertise. The eruption of pleasure in his groin tightened dangerously. "Enough," he rasped, his voice thick.

"I need my cock inside your pussy. Now."

In one fluid, powerful motion, he pulled her mouth from him and flipped her onto her stomach.

Diana gasped into the sheets, her surprise quickly morphing into a moan of anticipation.

He positioned himself behind her, his hands gripping the generous curves of her hips. He ran his palms over the smooth, creamy globes of her ass, spreading her wide to reveal her utterly drenched, glistening pussy. Her inner lips were swollen and puffy, a deep, flushed pink, parted invitingly around her dripping opening.

"Look at you," he murmured, dragging the thick, bloated head of his cock through her soaked folds, coating himself in her arousal. He pressed the tip against her entrance, feeling the incredible tightness even there.

"Look here… So wet."

"Please,…" she whimpered, pushing her hips back against him, a desperate plea.

He answered by driving forward in one relentless, deep thrust.

"OOOOH GOD!" Diana's scream was muffled by the bedding as he buried his entire length inside her in one go

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