Andrey stood up slowly, his body still glistening with sweat. His cock remained hard and slick from the previous rounds. He walked toward the far side of the rest area where Hope was sitting.
Hope's eyes widened as she saw him approaching. Her face turned a deep shade of red. She instinctively pressed her thighs together and looked away, trying to hide her embarrassment.
"Andrey… um… you don't have to…" she stammered, her voice small and shy.
Andrey stopped right in front of her. He gently reached out and tilted her chin up so she would look at him. Hope's blue eyes were filled with nervousness, but there was also a visible hint of curiosity and arousal.
"You've been watching the whole time," he said softly. "Are you okay?"
Hope bit her lip, her cheeks burning. "I… I didn't mean to stare… It's just… you all looked so… intense."
