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“Be a good little slut and let Jacob see you when you come. Don’t take your eyes off him. I want him to watch as you fall apart for me. I want him to see how much of a whore you are, just for us.”

Fuck, his dirty words have my cock leaking like a fucking broken tap, and I’m aching to touch myself.

As Indie fixes her gaze on me, letting me see how much his words are affecting her, for just a few seconds, I worry I might come without even being touched.

“You are so fucking gorgeous taking his dick like that, Baby,” I tell Indie, watching as her tits bounce almost hypnotically with each thrust.

She throws the biggest smile at me, reminding me how much my girl likes to be praised. Miles must be able to feel her response as he lets out a loud groan.

“She loves you praising her.” Miles confirms what I suspected. “Her cunt flutters and grabs my cock, showing me how much of a dirty little slut she is.”

Indie moans at the crude name, and I can’t help but ask, “Do you like when we call you a slut and a whore?”

She’s nodding her head before I’ve even finished the sentence. “I want to be a slut, just for you two.”

Fuck, it takes every bit of willpower I have—and that’s not a great deal—to not wrap my hand around my cock, to ease some of the now-painful ache.

Miles presses a kiss against her neck, sucking on the spot we both know she loves, before finally saying, “Show him how good of a slut you are by coming on my cock.”

Indie nods her head, but doesn’t say anything as she gets lost in Miles’ unrelenting pace.

“Are you close, Baby?” I ask her.

She nods. “So close.” She then turns to look over her shoulder at Miles. “Please, can I come, Sir.”

I expect him to drag it out, to torture her a little longer, like he usually does, but there’s a flicker of relief on his face when she asks, and he’s quick to give her permission. “Come. Now!”

As Miles’ jaw tightens, his teeth grinding together, the veins along his arms become more prominent, and it becomes clear his whole body is tense. I recognise the look, and that’s when it occurs to me…he’s been holding off his own orgasm, waiting for Indie to come first, and given how tense he is, he’s barely holding on.

Indie seems to have been waiting for his permission, and as soon as Miles says she can, her body stiffens for just a second before pleasure ripples over her, as she cries out.

She screams Miles’ name, mumbling her thanks as she allows the waves of her orgasm to consume her. Throughout it all, she never takes her eyes off mine, letting me see it all as she loses herself in him.

I see the moment Miles finally lets go. A loud grunt followed by a low moan signals his own release, and he keeps his cock buried inside her as he fills her with his cum.

He lets go of her hips and wraps his arms around her stomach, pulling until her back is resting against his chest, and they’re both relaxing against the sofa. Their chests are rising and falling almost in sync as they gasp for air together, his cock still buried deep in her pussy.

I watch in amazement as his cum seeps out of her red, swollen cunt, finally able to get free now that Miles’ cock has softened inside her. Droplets ooze down the inside of her thighs, edging closer to the sofa beneath, and I can’t stop myself from licking my lips at the sight.

Miles’ low, deep chuckle pulls my attention back to him, and my cheeks heat when I realise he’s been watching me the whole time I’ve been staring at his cum.

“Get on your knees,” he tells me. I’m so fucking excited to finally be involved, I fall between his legs in an instant.

He lifts Indie up just enough for his dick to slip out of her dripping pussy. He keeps her on his lap, his arms wrappedaround her, as he presses sweet kisses to her neck, shoulders, and back.

“Lick her pussy clean, Pretty Boy. Do a good job and you’ll get your reward.” Miles’ voice is deep and husky, making me ache for him.

There was a time I would have hesitated over this, getting lost in my own head over what it means, but now, as I look at my boyfriend’s cum dripping from my girlfriend’s pussy, I want nothing more than to taste them both.

I dive in like a man who has been desperate to do this for days. I ignore the way Indie whimpers and hisses from the sensitivity, using my tongue just the way she loves to bring her pleasure.

As soon as I taste them both on my tongue, my taste buds exploding from the mixture of salty and sweet, I groan loudly before diving in for more. I love the taste of them mixed together, and I don’t want to waste a drop.

I run my tongue along her slit, scooping it deep into her hole to claim every last drop that Indie isn’t keeping for herself. I swallow it all as Indie rubs against my face.

It doesn’t take long before I’ve gathered as much of Miles’ cum as I can, and now most of what I can taste is all Indie. She continues rocking against me, her hand sliding through my hair as she uses her hold to keep me in place, manipulating my tongue to exactly where she wants it.

Miles’ cock is growing hard again underneath her arse, and my own is twitching fucking painfully. All I can think about is the reward Miles promised me.