Chapter 80 79-The Submission Of A Hero（2nd Update, Cheer Me With Power Stones!）



Isabella Jones didn't answer. 

She just nodded obediently, then shook her head, her eyes looked hazy and seductive, seemingly expecting more intimate actions.

Ethan didn't ask her again. 

He continued, "If you want to please a man, learn to pleasure him first. Do you understand what I mean?"

Isabella Jones bit her lip and replied softly, "Mm, I understand."

She tightly embraced Ethan's waist and took all of Ethan's member into her mouth. 

Ethan felt surprised and taken aback, he hadn't expected this girl to have such talent in this area. 

With his size, it wasn't an easy task to take all of it in.

"Oh..."

Ethan closed his eyes, unable to suppress a contented moan. 

He felt as if he was completely buried in a warm, moist garden.

Ethan looked thoroughly pleased. 

Isabella Jones followed his rhythm, her body swaying slightly as if she would topple over any moment. 

Her breaths were clearly laborious, but she continued to enthusiastically take Ethan's member in her mouth, constantly drawing in and out.

"Um..."

Ethan couldn't help but grasp Isabella Jones's head, thrusting forward and back. 

This small mouth of hers was definitely the best he had ever experienced.

"Um um um..."

With Ethan's movements getting faster, Isabella Jones's voice also grew more hurried, saliva continuously flowing down from the corners of her mouth...

"Ah!"

Ethan couldn't help but let out a pleased moan.

He felt a rush of warmth spurt out, directly surging from Isabella Jones's mouth to her throat, filling her mouth completely.

Isabella Jones suddenly felt unbearably hot all over, as if she had been thrown into a steamer. 

She wished that Ethan would throw her down right now and ravage her fiercely.

"Give it to me."

Isabella Jones, also panting, let go of her mouth and slowly turned around, kneeling on the bed.

Ethan took a few quick breaths before regaining his energy.

"You've made me feel so good, now it's my turn to please you."

He pressed Isabella Jones onto the bed, having her kneel with her back towards him, and then he lifted up Isabella Jones's hips.

Isabella Jones was wearing a short skirt. 

Ethan reached between her legs, discovering that her panties were soaked through. 

Ethan couldn't help but tease her flower bud with his fingers, giving it a gentle press.

"Ah..." Like being electrocuted, Isabella Jones let out a soft gasp.

"Should I take it off for you?"

"Mm."

Isabella Jones nodded, Ethan's fingers slid down and Isabella Jones's panties slid down to her thighs.

Drops of clear liquid kept dripping...

Ethan saw the look in Isabella Jones's eyes and knew what she wanted, so he smiled.

"I'm going in now," Ethan said mischievously.

"Mm..." 

Isabella Jones shyly nodded.

"Close your eyes, I'll be gentle!" 

Ethan tempted Isabella Jones.

"Mm..." 

Isabella Jones obediently closed her eyes.

When Isabella Jones felt Ethan slowly approaching, she slowly opened her eyes only to see Ethan standing behind her, his member already nestled between her thighs.

"Ah!" Isabella Jones screamed and quickly covered her face, because Ethan was already inside her.

"Does it hurt?" Ethan gently kneaded Isabella Jones's sensitive area, he could hear that Isabella Jones's breathing was getting more and more hurried.

"Mm... a little..." Isabella Jones bit her lip to bear Ethan's caresses, but her heart was beating rapidly.

"Aah!" Isabella Jones cried out in surprise, quickly covering her face, for at this moment, Ethan had already entered her. 

She knew Ethan was a bit extraordinary down there, but when he actually penetrated her, she was still taken aback. 

She felt as if she was being filled up entirely, waves of intense pleasure assaulting her continuously.

"Ah... ah..." Even though Ethan remained motionless, Isabella Jones had already begun to emit passionate moans, her eyes appearing watery. 

Her reactions brought Ethan great pleasure, his hand instinctively moving to knead at her breasts.

Isabella felt a slight movement inside her, her heart filled with sudden panic: "You... don't move about recklessly!"

Ethan didn't listen to Isabella Jones, instead he started kissing her neck, his strength so powerful as if wanting to devour her whole. 

Isabella Jones was forced to tilt her neck back, succumbing to his fierce advances, her moans becoming involuntary: "Mmm~~"

Then came another bout of powerful thrusting, this time even more violent than the last. 

Isabella Jones felt as if her bones were about to shatter, her body left with nothing but gasps and moans.

Exhausted, Isabella Jones collapsed onto the bed, taking in deep breaths. 

Her face was flushed, her lips slightly swollen, looking incredibly enticing. 

Ethan, as if energized by some magical potion, did not give her any time to catch her breath, each thrust reaching into Isabella Jones's most sensitive parts.

No matter how resilient Isabella Jones was, she couldn't withstand such rigorous activity. 

All she could do was cling to Ethan with all her strength. 

Their bodies pressed tightly together, both clearly hearing the other's heavy panting.

"Mmm... Go easy!" Isabella Jones's voice was sweet and pleading, her eyes seductive. 

The area around her lower abdomen was wet, the white sheets stained with a vibrant color, testifying to their passionate encounter.

Ethan stopped his actions, he leaned over to look at Isabella Jones, who was lying on the bed. 

Half-lidded, her long eyelashes trembling, she lay sprawled on the bed, looking both inviting and sexy.

Ethan suddenly extended his hand to caress Isabella Jones's shoulder, collarbone, and waist, gradually sliding down to the softness of her breasts. 

His fingers trailed down her body, causing shivers to run down Isabella Jones's spine.

Isabella Jones wanted to say something but found it hard to speak as if something was stuck in her throat. 

So, she resorted to writhing to express herself. 

Ethan's hand followed the smooth line of her back, ultimately resting on her buttocks, gently kneading them.

"Hmm? Hmm!" Isabella Jones's breath was getting faster and faster. 

She felt a tingling sensation in her body that made her squirm uncontrollably.

"Don't..." Isabella Jones glared at Ethan through gritted teeth but dared not struggle too much.

Ethan just smiled, leaned over, and slipped his tongue into Isabella Jones's already wet mouth.

Isabella Jones felt her head explode. 

Her body instantly heated up, her previously empty stomach seemed to fill up with some strange liquid, making her uncomfortable. 

She couldn't help but lift her leg, seeking comfort.

While kissing, Ethan reached out to press on Isabella Jones's ankle and then gently pushed. 

Isabella Jones was pinned down on the bed, her body uncontrollably sinking down.

"Ah~~" Isabella Jones exclaimed, instinctively clinging to Ethan's waist.

This position caused Isabella Jones's legs to be sandwiched between Ethan's, she felt a coldness below, Ethan's large member entering her again, this time even deeper!

"Ah~~!!" Isabella Jones cried out once again.

A wicked smirk formed on Ethan's lips as he leaned over, blowing a hot breath into Isabella Jones's ear, "Do you like it?"

Isabella Jones's mind was completely blank as she blankly stared at the ceiling, unable to answer.

"Do you like it?" Ethan persisted, his movements becoming even bolder.

Ethan's body was extremely hot, causing Isabella Jones to squirm. 

She clung tightly onto Ethan's muscular arms, afraid he would leave.

This kind of stimulation excited Ethan greatly. 

He intensified his movements, vigorously penetrating Isabella Jones.

"Ugh..." Isabella Jones let out a painful moan, tears rolling down. 

She clenched her eyes shut, trying hard not to cry.

"Baby, do you feel good?" Ethan gently inquired, licking Isabella Jones's earlobe.

"Mmm..." Isabella Jones was so embarrassed that she wished she could crawl into a hole and hide. 

However, she was unable to do so. 

Ethan was moving inside her continuously, and at an incredibly fast pace, bringing waves of intense pleasure.

Ethan laughed, releasing Isabella Jones's wrist, and then flipped her over.

Isabella Jones froze, but before she could react, Ethan's hand had already covered her plump buttocks.

Realizing his intention, Isabella Jones fearfully widened her eyes. 

Her eyes were filled with resistance, but Ethan disregarded her objections, forcing his way in and starting to rhythmically thrust.

"Ah!!" Isabella Jones's eyes brimmed with glistening tears as her hands desperately gripped the bed sheets, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

Ethan, however, didn't pay any heed. 

His movements became wilder, each thrust seeming as if it would completely destroy Isabella Jones.

Isabella Jones's cheeks were so red they were almost bleeding. 

Her moans grew more desperate and she didn't even dare blink, fearing that her tears would start flowing at the slightest movement.

Ethan was relentless, thrusting into her over and over, as if he wanted to crush Isabella Jones's soul inch by inch.

Isabella Jones was tense, her gaze fixated on the ceiling, her legs rigid.

She couldn't handle it anymore...

She was close to her limits...

Desperately shaking her head, Isabella Jones tried to escape the waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

From Ethan's perspective, the situation looked quite different.

Isabella Jones's body was very sensitive, she would instinctively twist her waist, and now, her waist was moving non-stop, as if trying to escape some form of restraint.

Isabella Jones felt a surge of heat sweeping through her body. She had reached her limit.

"No... no more... no more!" Isabella Jones pleaded, "Please... don't... I can't handle it..."

Ethan, however, was unmoved. He quickened his rhythm, reaching out to hold Isabella Jones's slender waist, pulling her even closer.

Unable to hold back, Isabella Jones whimpered, her body shaking. 

Ethan no longer restrained himself, flooding Isabella Jones with his essence.

"Ah..."

Perhaps due to excessive stimulation, Isabella Jones's head tilted, and she actually passed out.