Sacrifice's Rise: I Became Invincible After Entering Godslayer Temple

However, it wasn't long before John was captivated by the film. 

On the screen, the male and female leads were passionately kissing, with their clothes disappearing piece by piece.

"Well, this plot is quite something," John whispered in Sophia's ear, teasing her with a grin, "Did you pick this movie on purpose?"

John's hot breath made Sophia blush instantly. 

The seductive scenes on the screen didn't help either. 

Sophia started to tremble slightly, her gaze becoming more and more blurry.

John, who was enjoying the movie, suddenly noticed something amiss. 

Looking down, he saw a soft, delicate hand resting on his thigh, subtly rubbing and moving upwards...

A smirk appeared on John's face. 

He reached out and grabbed the mischievous hand, "What's going on? Getting a bit worked up, are we?"

Sophia didn't reply, but her flirtatious eyes said it all. 

She moved closer to John, their bodies pressing against each other. 

She leaned into his ear, her breath as sweet as orchids, "Let's go to your place..."

Taken aback, John responded, "But we haven't finished the movie."

"I don't care!"

Like a pair of lovers stealing a secret moment, they quietly rose from their seats and left the theater box, leaving the other audience members with puzzled expressions.

...

At John's place.

The front door was swung open hastily, and before John even had a chance to close it, the hot and eager body was already pressed against him.

The heavy panting was as intoxicating as opium, impossible to resist.

"Hold on, let me close the door..." 

Before John could finish his sentence, his mouth was sealed with a soft kiss. 

A gentle scent filled his nostrils, and waves of sensation surged through him. 

A spark ignited in John's lower belly, shooting straight into his mind. 

He could no longer suppress his body's instincts. 

His arms tightly encircled Sophia's waist, with his palms naturally moving downwards until they rested on Sophia's curvaceous backside.

"Phew...it's even better than a few days ago..." John gasped out, teasing her. 

Her response was a sultry purr, like a cat in heat. 

John's hands didn't stop exploring, they continued to roam over Sophia's smooth, creamy, and slender legs. 

Their lips remained entwined, each clash of their tongues sending shockwaves through their last coherent thoughts, until all thought ceased and their primal urges took over.

John's hands, which were wandering over Sophia's legs, suddenly jerked upwards, bypassing her skirt and clutching at her firm backside. 

Sophia let out a soft gasp, like alcohol thrown into a fire, instantly igniting John's desires. 

He fervently began to tear at the girl's clothes in his arms, his hands exploring her as if uncovering a hidden paradise. 

Meanwhile, he was becoming increasingly aroused, his manhood hardening and pressing firmly against Sophia's lower belly. 

Although they were still dressed, the flames of their passion were rapidly escalating.

Sophia's face was a beautiful apple-red, a mix of desire and shyness. 

She glanced downwards, her eyes a mix of surprise and shyness. 

Even though they had been intimate before, she was still astonished at the sight of John's manhood. 

Its size... Its hardness... It was the ultimate toy that no woman could resist! 

Sophia's soft, fair hand reached out to touch him, her fingers gently circling him through his clothes. 

Each tease was a direct assault on John's senses.

John couldn't hold back any longer. 

With a growl, he scooped up the gorgeous woman and kicked open the door to his bedroom. 

On the bed, John straddled Sophia's curvaceous body, his hands constantly moving, her clothes disappearing piece by piece. 

He tugged off her jacket and threw it aside, then began to unbutton her white blouse. 

And then, with a sudden swoosh, her ample bosom sprung free.

Atop the majestic mountains, two grapes stood proudly, gently swaying with the tremble of the peaks. 

The sight was visually staggering.

"You little tease... not even wearing underwear?" 

John's eyes widened, bloodshot from shock. 

He felt like he was witnessing the most wonderful painting in existence. 

Sophia, with her seductive eyes, giggled and licked her lips, "Actually, I was wearing them earlier, but I took them off and put them in my bag before our date tonight." 

John was dumbfounded. What man could resist such a test?

Without hesitation, he leaned in to taste the feast in front of him. 

One tantalizing grape was drawn into his mouth while the other was kneaded between his fingers. 

The faint sweet taste left John barely capable of coherent thought. 

Under his tease, Sophia was gradually becoming unable to bear it. 

Her pretty face flushed, her hands fervently tearing at John's clothes, and soft moans escaped from her parted lips.

John's clothes, too, began to disappear one by one, until he was completely naked. 

His manhood stood tall, like a dragon rising from the water, pressed just between Sophia's majestic peaks. 

The woman, now in the throes of desire, had completely forgotten her usual shyness. 

Her hands firmly gripped John's shaft, stroking it up and down.

"Ah~" John hissed. 

This sensory stimulation was akin to a nuclear explosion. 

He thrust his hips, and his manhood slid right through Sophia's cleavage, reaching up to her chin. 

Sophia, with half-closed eyes, opened them wide, looking down with a mix of lustful curiosity.

John's voice was a little hoarse as he gritted out, "I showered before I came out. I'm clean!" Sophia instantly understood, her smile radiating seduction. 

She bent her head and opened her small mouth, taking in the sensitive head of his manhood, then began to gently bob her head...

John's head tilted back, the warmth below washing over him like waves, vigorously crashing against his senses. 

This sensation was intoxicating. 

After a moment, Sophia stopped her actions. 

Her face was flushed as she spat out, "Yuck, it doesn't taste good at all."

John laughed, but before he could respond, he was pushed onto the bed by Sophia. 

With her seductive eyes, Sophia herself pulled off her tiny undergarment. 

Her hands guided the exaggeratedly large manhood, aimed it at the right spot, and without hesitation, sat down.

"Squelch~" The dull sound began to establish a rhythm. 

The collision of flesh against flesh composed the most enchanting and beautiful sound in the world.

Mixed within the cacophony were the moans of a woman and the deep breaths of a man. 

John was half-lying on the bed, looking at Sophia straddling him. 

His eyes were narrowed in pure bliss – a word that could hardly encapsulate his current feelings.

What an astonishing picture it was! 

Sophia's two plump bunnies bounced in time with her movements. 

Her cascading hair intermingled with her naked porcelain skin, a sight that was both tantalizing and surprisingly dignified.

"Ah~ hmm~... darling... take me... harder..." 

"Baby... I want to merge into you..." 

"Amazing... I love you so much..."

Sophia was losing herself, her coherency breaking down into incoherent fragments amidst the pleasure. 

Perhaps the position was a bit tiring, Sophia's movements gradually slowed until John took over the pace.

After enduring this for more than ten minutes, John abruptly sat up. 

Holding Sophia's limp, tender body in his arms, he said with a mischievous smile, "Got any energy left? Let's switch positions."

Sophia managed to open her beautiful eyes and pouted, "Johnny, you're too good... I'm completely spent..."

John patted her butt, flipping her over and assuming the doggy position. 

His hands grasped Sophia's delicate waist, each impact between her round buttocks and his abdomen creating a wave. 

This visual stimulation was the greatest visual enjoyment.

In the fire of passion, waves of climax left Sophia thoroughly dazed, and her moans eventually turned into melodious chants. 

After what felt like an eternity, John let out a low roar as they simultaneously peaked. 

Their naked bodies clung to each other, falling onto the soft bed.

Sophia, like an octopus, clung to John. 

Her face was flushed from the lingering high, and she murmured, "You're too much, making me lose myself every time."

John laughed, holding the beautiful woman in his arms. 

"I have bad news... I got too excited and came inside."