CHAPTER 831: CHAPTER 128 - ROSE AND IRENE (8)

Her pussy was scorching.

It was so hot that the moment I slid in, it felt like I was plunging into something that wasn’t just tight and wet, but burning with desperate need. The heat inside her wrapped around me, clinging and throbbing, pulling me deeper with every inch.

She was slick as hell. She was unbelievably wet.

Each time our bodies connected, the messy slap of skin against skin was accompanied by the obscene squelch of her drenched pussy. She was absolutely dripping, and the way she clung onto me made it feel like she was never going to let go.

"Ahhhnn...~ Ah, ah...~!" she moaned, her voice breathy and drawn-out, trembling as she arched her back like she was offering herself up completely.

It was insane.

Like I had just shoved my cock into a pot of molten honey, thick and warm and impossibly sweet. The kind of heat that made my hips twitch on their own.

"Nghh... ah, ah... Your penis... it feels so good... it’s hitting me at the back of my pussy..." she whimpered, her eyes glazed and half-lidded, one hand reaching out to clutch the back of my head. Her grip was shaky but firm, as if she needed something to hold onto before the pleasure swallowed her whole.

Then, without a single word more, she leaned in and pressed her lips against mine.

"Mgnnhhh... mmm...~"

Her kiss wasn’t gentle as it was deep, wild, and completely unrestrained. Her tongue dove into my mouth like she wanted to taste every part of me, swirling, lapping, and intertwining with mine. We were a mess, breathing into each other, clashing and melding at the same time.

With every moan, every grind of her hips, I could feel myself being pulled under by her intensity.

It wasn’t just sex anymore.

I was being consumed by her.

Her face looked absolutely wrecked with her cheeks flushed, eyes half-rolled back, and her mouth parted with a drooling moan. She looked like she was melting in front of me, undone and shameless.

"Ahhh, ah...~"

She started riding me again, hips pumping up and down, with each movement more desperate than the last.

Her pussy was sucking me in like it had a mind of its own with those velvety inner walls clenching and massaging my cock, milking it, and tugging on me like she didn’t want to let go. Each time she dropped her hips, I felt that familiar jolt with her cervix getting tapped, then pushed, then stretched, and yielding to the pressure of my dick ramming into it.

Every single thrust felt like a shockwave.

"Ah, it feels really good...~ Ahhn, ah... ah...! Ah, ah, ah, ah...!" she moaned, louder now, her voice cracking with each syllable.

Then she threw her mouth back onto mine again... it was desperate and messy. She licked across my lips, around my mouth, sucking on my tongue like she was starving. Her breath was hot, her body burning.

I could feel my body trembling, muscles twitching under the pressure. She was overwhelming me, burying me in her rhythm, her passion, and her intensity.

I was close—so close it was almost painful.

My teeth clenched together. I forced myself not to cum yet. It was too early—I wanted more. I needed more of it.

"Fufufufu...~ You seem to be quite out of it, Leon," she teased with that sultry, condescending tone. "What, is your stamina not compare to back then? You’re already tired?" she added, smirking at me like she knew exactly what she was doing.

"If you’re like that... then how are you going to make this jealousy out of me?"

That stung—but it also fired something up inside me.

If she wanted to provoke me, fine. She’d get her answer in action.

I grabbed her ass hard with both hands and slammed my hips up into her.

The sound of my cock slamming into her echoed through the room.

"Ah, ah, ah...! Ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah...!"

Now I was the one in control. I was the one setting the pace. Each thrust sent her body jolting forward, and her moans became completely unhinged. Her legs were trembling with her thighs twitching each time I hit her deep.

She looked like she couldn’t keep up with the waves of pleasure tearing through her body.

Her back arched again, and then her eyes rolled up—completely rolled up—until only the whites showed. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream, her entire body twitching and convulsing with every stroke I drove into her.

"Nghhh..., ahhn, ah... ah, ah ahhh, ah, ah, aahhhh...~ It feels good...~ T-This is it...! This is it...! The jealousy is being blown away...!"

Our bodies clashed over and over, the slap of skin against skin sharp, fast, and loud. It was a filthy, raw sound. It was one that echoed around the room and mixing with the wet smacks and her howling cries.

Irene lay next to us, and she was completely still.

She still hadn’t moved since cumming earlier. Her breath was slow, body shivering slightly with her legs still spread just a little. She looked dazed—fucked out—but she wasn’t asleep.

Well... Didn’t matter. Not to us.

Rose and I were lost in our own world.

Her pussy had become so sloppy that each time I pulled back, I could see my shaft coated in her sticky juices, strings of it clinging between us. And despite all that mess, she was getting tighter—clenching down harder around me like her body was trying to wring the orgasm out of me.

It worked. I was almost there.

"Ahh, L-Leon... at the same time... give it to me... at the same time...~" Rose whimpered, her voice cracked, eyes watery and full of lust.

She looked straight into me. Our eyes locked.

How the hell was I supposed to say no?

We leaned in and kissed again—sloppier this time with our tongues dancing in sync, licking and sucking, breathing into each other. Our saliva dripped from our mouths, stringing between us as we moaned through the kiss.

And then—

"Nghghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!"

She came.

Her whole body spasmed, and she let out a long, drawn-out moan as she arched her back again. I couldn’t hold back anymore—I let go inside her.

My cock throbbed as I unloaded everything I had, stuffing her pussy full of cum, filling her to the brim with each hot spurt. I held her hips tight, pressing her down as deep as she could take me while I emptied myself inside her.

"Ahh, ah, ahh...~"

She kept moaning, her voice softer now and more tender, as her body continued to tremble from the aftershocks.

"F-Fufufufu...~ T-That was amazing..." she said, panting hard, barely able to catch her breath. "You really are great, Leon... I’m yours now... truly..." she added, her lips curling into a satisfied smile. "I hope you wouldn’t get tired of me."

I couldn’t help but grin.

"With that pussy so good, I don’t think I would be able to," I told her plainly.

She looked at me with that same smile, a little teasing and a little sincere.

"You really are such a smooth talker, aren’t you?" she said, chuckling softly. "Well, that’s why I like you, so I guess that’s fine." Then, before I could reply, she grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me into another kiss—this one deep, slow, and intense. She licked into my mouth with a hunger that hadn’t dulled at all.

When we finally broke away, I glanced to the side.

"Well then," I said casually, "I think someone who’s awake now should just admit it already."

I looked right at Irene.

She was still lying there, eyes half-shut, pretending to be asleep. But her fingers were between her legs, rubbing her pussy—still sticky and wet from the creampie I gave her earlier.