Chapter 139: Focus on Me First
Andrey’s restraint had completely disappeared.
The sound of Lisa’s moans, the way her tight pussy was squeezing him, and the risk of Hope waking up right next to them, everything was pushing him over the edge. He stopped holding back. His thrusts became harder and deeper, his hips slamming against hers with more force than before.
He leaned down close to her ear and whispered in a low, rough voice while continuing to pound into her.
"You’re moaning so much, Lisa... Do you like it when I fuck you like this?"
Lisa’s eyes widened slightly at his sudden change in tone. Before she could answer, Andrey reached down between their bodies and used his thumb to rub her swollen clit in fast, firm circles while he kept thrusting.
"Ahhm! Andrey!" Lisa cried out, her voice louder than before. Her back arched sharply off the bed as the sudden stimulation on her clit pushed her even closer to the edge. "W-wait... it’s too much—!"
But Andrey didn’t stop. He kept rubbing her clit while fucking her relentlessly, his cock hitting deep inside her with every thrust. Lisa’s moans grew more desperate and broken. Her legs were shaking around his waist, and her inner walls were clenching tightly around him, as if trying to pull him even deeper.
"I-I’m... I’m cumming!" Lisa gasped, her voice cracking. "Andrey! I’m cumming—!"
Her pussy suddenly tightened violently around his cock as she reached her orgasm. Her whole body trembled beneath him, and a wave of warm wetness flooded out around his shaft. Lisa’s eyes rolled back slightly as she came hard, her mouth falling open in a silent scream before a long, broken moan escaped her throat.
The intense squeezing and pulsing of her pussy pushed Andrey over the edge as well. He groaned deeply and thrust all the way inside her one last time.
"Lisa!"
He came hard, shooting thick ropes of hot cum deep into her womb. Pulse after pulse of his semen filled her up as he kept himself buried inside her, grinding against her as he emptied everything he had.
Lisa’s body jerked with aftershocks of pleasure. The feeling of his hot cum flooding her insides made her orgasm last even longer. She clung to him tightly, her nails digging into his back as she rode out the intense waves of ecstasy.
"Ahh... it’s so hot... inside..." she moaned weakly, her voice trembling. "You came so much..."
Just as both of them were starting to come down from their high, a soft sound came from the other bed.
"...Mmmh..."
It was Hope. She stirred slightly in her sleep, letting out a small, drowsy sound. It wasn’t clear if she was waking up or just moving in her sleep, but the sound was enough to make Andrey freeze for a second, his heart skipping a beat.
However, before he could fully react or pull away, Lisa reached up with both hands and gently turned his face back toward her. She looked at him with half-lidded, pleasure-drunk eyes and spoke in a soft, slightly hoarse voice.
"...Focus on me first," she whispered, still breathing heavily. "Hope is still sleeping... Don’t think about her right now."
She pulled his face down and kissed him deeply, her legs still wrapped around his waist to keep him inside her. Even though she had just orgasmed, her hips gave a small, lazy roll against him, as if she wasn’t ready to stop yet.
Andrey didn’t even have time to catch his breath.
The moment Lisa kissed him again, he felt his cock, which was still buried deep inside her twitch and start to harden once more. Even though he had just cum, the combination of her tight, wet walls clenching around him and the lingering pleasure made him aroused again almost immediately.
Lisa noticed it too.
Her eyes widened slightly as she felt his cock pulsing and growing harder inside her. She could clearly feel it twitching against her inner walls, still sensitive from his recent orgasm.
"...Ah... it’s getting hard again..." she whispered against his lips, her voice trembling with a mix of surprise and arousal. "Andrey... you’re still inside me..."
They slowly broke the kiss. A thin string of saliva connected their lips for a brief moment before it snapped. Andrey looked down at her with dark, lust-filled eyes. Without saying anything, he started moving his hips again, this time slower, deeper, and with clear enjoyment.
He rolled his hips in a steady rhythm, savoring the feeling of her warm, tight pussy wrapped around his cock. Every time he pushed in, he could feel her walls squeezing him, still slick with their mixed fluids.
Lisa let out a soft, breathy moan. She looked up at him, her eyes still hazy from both the alcohol and pleasure, and asked in a quiet, slightly teasing voice.
"...Does it feel good?"
Andrey didn’t hesitate with his answer. His voice was low and honest as he continued thrusting into her.
"It feels really good..." he admitted, his breathing rough. "Your pussy is so tight... and warm. It’s squeezing me so perfectly..."
As if to emphasize his words, he pushed in deeper and ground his hips against hers, letting his cock stir inside her soaked pussy. Lisa’s body trembled beneath him, and another soft moan escaped her lips.
"Ahh... Andrey..." she whimpered, her hands sliding up his back. "You’re moving again... even though you just came..."
She looked at him with a drunk, slightly mischievous smile, clearly enjoying the fact that he couldn’t stop himself.
"You really like my pussy that much...?"
Andrey let out a low groan and picked up the pace slightly, his cock sliding in and out of her wet heat with wet, lewd sounds. Even though he had just finished, the feeling of her tight, warm walls was too good to resist. His previous worries about Hope waking up were slowly being drowned out by the pleasure.
Lisa wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, her voice soft and trembling near his ear.
"Anhn... don’t hold back. Keep moving... I want to feel more of you..."
