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Story: Mutual Obsession

I don’t even want to think about the possibility of her being with other men during our time apart. While I’m fine with her touching Jake, the thought of another man putting his hands on her sends me into a fucking murderous rage.

I’m pulled out of my thoughts when Jake clears his throat, gulping nervously as he stares at me. “Do you always have to be in control, with everyone?” he asks. “I’m not sure I can call you Sir. It would feel weird."

I chuckle at his expression, but Dee cuts in before I can explain. “He didn’t make me call him Sir. It just sort of slipped out once, and we found we both quite liked it. I have a praise kink, and love it when he tells me I’m doing well, and so this just fits in with my submissive nature.”

I nod as I add, “Honestly, we discovered most of what we like, or don’t like, by experimenting. We’d talk, telling each other our fantasies. If one of us did something the other didn’t enjoy, we’d make that clear, so it doesn’t happen again. We also had safewords, though we never used them.”

“So you learnt through experimenting?” Jake asks.

Indie nods as she shuffles purposefully on his lap, pulling a groan from him, as she grinds against his length, making it clear she’s done talking. She wants to listen to my instructions.

With a smirk and a raised eyebrow, I challenge Jacob. “Now, do you want to keep talking, or are you going to do as I tell you?”

Even though I was talking to Jake, Indie responds eagerly, and I struggle not to smile at how fucking gorgeous she is. “I’ll do as I’m told, Sir.”

“Good girl,” I tell her, loving the way her emerald eyes darken with desire on hearing my praise.

She doesn’t even wait for Jacob to respond, she turns back to face him and smashes her lips against his. With one hand on the back of his neck, and the other laced through his dirty-blond hair, Indie devours Jake, kissing him in the most passionate way.

Jacob’s hold on Indie tightens, and I watch with rapt attention as he rocks his hips up into her, pulling her tight little body down against his hard length, as their mouths battle for dominance.

My cock throbs painfully as one of Jake’s hands trails underneath Indie’s T-shirt, dragging his nails over the pale skin on her lower back. He swallows her moans as he holds her close, no doubt eager to explore her body more.

As his hand gets higher, I interrupt them with a stern, “Stop!” They both break apart, panting frantically as they stare at me in bewilderment. “Indie, stand up.”

She does as she’s instructed straight away, and Jacob moans from the loss of her warm body against his. His cock is straining to get free, causing a large tent in his sweatpants.

“Take off your clothes, leaving on just your underwear,” I instruct.

Dee doesn’t hesitate. She keeps her eyes fixed on me the whole time as she pulls her T-shirt off, then her leggings. Onceshe’s down to just a white lace bra and matching french knickers, I almost lose the last part of my self-control.

I want to reach out and touch her, but I can’t. My body might be ready, but my mind isn’t, and it wouldn’t be fair to her to get into this without having that much needed conversation first. But that doesn’t mean I’m walking away either.

I see the way Jake is running his hungry gaze over her body, looking at her the same way I am, like he wants to devour every inch of her, savouring it all. When he catches me staring, he meets my gaze unashamedly, not turning away. He lets me see exactly how he feels, knowing it’s replicated in me.

My smirk grows as I issue him with a challenge. “Take your clothes off too, Pretty Boy.”

Jake’s eyes light up, and he slowly stands, his gaze never leaving mine as he begins to remove his clothes, not stopping until he’s wearing just a pair of black boxers.

I’m sure he can see the passion in my eyes, no matter how much I try to keep my emotions off my face. I’m itching to drag my fingers over his flesh, to feel along his rippling abs, until I get to the edge of his boxers, and I have to clasp my hands into fists to keep them where they are.

“You can kiss again,” I tell them, my voice deep and raspy.

Jake doesn’t take his eyes off me, as he reaches out and pulls Indie into his arms right in front of me. Their hands trail over each other in the exact way I had been fantasising about just moments before, driving me fucking crazy as their kiss deepens.

As Jake’s thumb brushes over Indie’s lace-covered nipple, she moans loudly. “Does that feel good, Gorgeous Girl?” I ask, watching as she smiles against Jake’s lips at my use of her nickname.

“Yes,” she breathes when Jake moves his lips to her neck, freeing up her mouth.

“Her nipples are very sensitive, Jake. Why don’t you take off her bra and see for yourself?” I’ve not even finished my sentence, and he’s reaching around to unclip her bra, more than happy to follow this instruction.

Jake throws her discarded bra onto the floor, not bothered where it lands, as he’s too busy sucking one of her nipples into his mouth, using his thumb and finger to tweak the other.

Her loud moans fill the room, and I watch in fucking awe as Dee arches her back, presenting her chest to him. He alternates between licking, sucking, and nibbling on one, while flicking, squeezing, and tugging on the other, before swapping over again.

He keeps this up until Indie is a gasping, moaning mess, lost to Jake’s assault on her tits. She occasionally tries to reach down to grab his cock through his boxers, but he manages to step away from her, forcing her to focus on how he’s making her feel.

When Indie reaches down towards her own knickers, I know how desperate she must be, so I take pity on her and give her what she wants.