Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 149:A Wild Ride on Chair

Ethan had read the letter countless tis, yet he couldn’t find anything strange or suspicious about it.

At first, he had thought sothing was definitely wrong.

He had tried to contact Countess Rina multiple tis in the past, but every attempt was rejected.

One mont he thought she might be so kind of lunatic, but Sophia told him she wasn’t.

Then he started wondering if that woman was just playing with him, teasing him for her own amusent. Sophia had only laughed at that, saying nothing to confirm or deny it.

Now, the sudden request for a eting completely caught him off guard. He kept staring at the letter on the table when Sophia spoke again, her words dropping like a stone into still water.

"Which woman in her right mind wouldn’t like —Ahhhhhhh!" His voice cracked into a loud scream as Sophia pinched his side hard enough to make him flinch.

He wasn’t actually hurt, but he still had to play along and act as if he was.

"Che... narcissistic," Sophia muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes.

"Sophia, are you saying that she likes ?" Ethan asked, blinking in disbelief.

Sophia crossed her arms and nodded lightly. "Hmm."

"You didn’t have to pinch so hard."

"Before you et her, rember this," Sophia said, her voice calm but her expression serious as she pointed her finger at him.

Ethan straightened up a little, listening quietly.

"First," she said, "Countess Rina is an independent and strong woman. Don’t mistake her for so foolish lady you can easily charm."

Ethan nodded slowly.

"Second," Sophia continued, her tone firm, "she’s sharp—sharper than the Duchess, in fact."

Ethan frowned slightly at that, realizing this woman might not be soone to take lightly.

"And third..." Sophia paused for a mont before giving him a teasing look. "Out of all the won I’ve t, she’s probably the most beautiful. She’s stunning, confident, and yes... she’s hot, sexy, and very curvy."

Ethan froze. His throat went dry, and he swallowed hard without aning to.

So she’s a milf, he thought, his mind running in circles.

Sophia noticed his reaction and narrowed her eyes. "Rember this," she said, leaning closer. "Even if she likes you, you must act like a proper gentleman. Don’t rush things. Advance only if she allows you."

Ethan frowned. "What do you take for?"

"Don’t be a horny pervert," she replied sharply.

"When did I ever act like that?" Ethan protested.

"You didn’t," Sophia said with a sweet but cunning smile. Then, without warning, she reached out and grabbed his groin, making him jolt in shock.

"Then why," she whispered, her tone laced with mockery, "is there such a big hamr poking my ass?"

Ethan’s face turned stiff as his body froze. "That’s just a man’s natural reaction, Sophia," he said quickly, his voice awkward and defensive.

Sophia chuckled softly, clearly amused, while Ethan could only sigh helplessly, wondering what kind of ss he had gotten himself into this ti.

Sophia grabbed that bulge and started to caress it.

"This thing has beco quite naughty..We need to ta it properly or else.."

His protest died in his throat as her fingers, nimble and sure, worked the fastening of his trousers.

The air between them crackled, the earlier teasing vanishing into sothing far more urgent. Sophia’s eyes, dark and glittering, held his like a silent dare

With a sharp tug, she unbuttoned his pants,pulled it down and freed his cock.

It sprang out, fully erect with a thick veined length emitting heat that throbbed impatiently in the cool air.

A low, guttural sound escaped him.

Sophia didn’t pause as she felt the throbbing heat passing through her palms.

"It makes feel horny."

"You need to take responsibility,MY DEAR!"Sophia shouted with a playful seductive smile.

With a sharp, tearing rip, she gathered a handful of her own gown and pulled, the delicate fabric giving way without protest exposing her breasts.

Ethan cupped her bra and pulled it down.He grabbed the soft silky mounds and started to knead it.

"AHH..Ahhhhh!"

Seeing her reaction,Ethan pinched and rolled the nipples that beca erect.

She shoved the torn cloth down her hips, her fingers hooking into the waistband of her lace panties. In one fluid, desperate motion, she peeled them down her thighs, kicking them aside to puddle on the floor.

And there she was, exposed. Her cunt was glistening , looking swollen with slowly oozing liquid.

The outer lips were plump and flushed a deep, furious red, parted slightly as if begging for attention. A fine, dark triangle of hair was soaked through, clinging to her skin. Between them, her inner lips, pinkish and slick, peeked out, glistening with her arousal. A steady, clear fluid seeped from her core, tracing a wet path down her inner thigh.

She stepped closer, her heat radiating against him. She took his rigid cock in her hand,and gave a soft jerk.

With a slow, deliberate movent, she guided the mushroom head glans through her slick folds, coating his entire length in her essence.

The sensation was electric, a wet, hot glide that made his vision montarily whiten. Each drop of her fluid that trickled onto his sensitive skin was like a drop of gasoline on a fire, and he felt his cock harden further, becoming an aching, berserk rod of pure need. A thick vein pulsed along its length.

"Now," she breathed, the word a ragged command.

She didn’t wait. Placing her hands on his shoulders for balance, she rose onto her knees on the chair, straddling his lap. He could feel the fiery heat of her cunt hovering just over the crown of his dick, a maddening, wet promise.

She held his gaze, her lips parted, and then she sank down.

PLAT!

The penetration was a slow, exquisite torture.

He felt every single inch of her impossibly tight, wet pussy envelop him. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate his girth with a muscular clasp that sent a shockwave up his spine. She let out a sharp, broken cry as she took him to the hilt, her body shuddering as she settled fully onto his lap, his pelvis pressed firmly against her ass.

"Fuuuuck..." she moaned, her head falling back, exposing the long line of her throat.