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Indie’s leg is wobbling, and her hold on both the sofa and Jake are the only thing keeping her upright, as she’s so lost to her passion. “You can come, Gorgeous Girl, but keep your eyes on us.”
She looks down at Jake, smiling at him as he watches her fall apart while he devours her with his tongue. She then flicks her gaze over to me, her mouth falling open as her orgasm hits.
“I’m coming, Sir,” she shouts as her body goes tense, shivering slightly as her release ripples through her.
Jake continues slow, lazy strokes of his tongue over her clit, drawing out her orgasm as he holds her close, looking up at her through hooded eyes. He’s staring at her like she’s the most gorgeous girl on the planet, and that’s a feeling I can relate to.
As soon as her cunt stops spasming around his tongue, Jake pulls away, somewhat reluctantly, before he unhooks her leg from over his shoulder and places it on the ground. He keeps his grip firmly on her, until he’s sure her jelly legs have subsided.
Indie is panting quickly, gasping for air with a small smile on her face as she stares down at Jake, who is still on his knees forher. His cock remains painfully hard, but he stopped stroking himself to make sure she was secure on her feet.
“Indie,” I say, pulling her attention over to me. “Do you want to touch Jake’s cock?”
She nods eagerly, and I have to hold back a chuckle. “Yes, please, Sir.”
I motion for Jake to stand, which he does, stretching out his legs once he’s at full height. After being on his knees for so long, it’s no wonder they’re a little stiff. I note the way his cock twitches as he makes eye contact with me, my mouth watering at the sight.
“Wank him, but don’t let him come without permission,” I say to Indie, who nods in acknowledgement.
“What—” Before Jake can finish, Indie wraps her tiny hand around the base of his cock, pulling out a stuttered moan and clearing his mind of whatever he was about to say.
Jake was so worked up before, it doesn’t take long for him to turn into a panting mess, on the edge of an orgasm. His body tenses, but before he can find his relief, Indie lets go of his cock. Jake lets out a loud whine.
“What the fuck?” he groans, looking at Indie with wide, desperate eyes.
She looks a little sheepish as she nods her head towards me. “I’m sorry, but you can’t come without permission,” she tells him, before wrapping her hand back around his sensitive cock.
“Fuck,” he growls, glaring at me as she drags her hand over his shaft, working him up all over again.
I raise my eyebrows in challenge, staring him down as he refuses to beg. My cocky smirk only grows, as I know which of us will cave first, and it sure as fuck won’t be me.
He gets to the edge of his release again, and just before it hits, Indie lets go of his dick once more. His length bobs in frontof them and twitches, desperate for release, as Jake lets out a painful roar.
“You have to ask for permission, Pretty Boy,” I tell him, sounding a little more cocky than I should.
Jake glares at me, reaching down to wrap his own hand around his cock in defiance. I don’t even need to say anything, Indie grabs his hand and pulls it off, replacing it with her own. “You can’t touch yourself without permission either.”
As Jake hits me with a death glare, I wiggle my eyebrows at him in amusement, watching as Indie works her magic with her hand on his dick. She brings him to the edge another three times, leaving him hanging every time as he gets more and more frantic.
He holds out longer than I was expecting, but after just a couple of strokes on the fourth time, Jake turns to me with tears in his eyes. “Please. Please, can I come?”
I want to say yes, as he’s definitely earned it, but I need him to learn just how much I really am in charge. I turn to face Indie, who is watching me intently, waiting for my decision.
“Indie, stop,” I state firmly, and she drops her hold on his cock straight away.
Jake lets out a roar as he turns to me. “What the fuck? I asked for permission. Why the fuck would you tell her to stop?”
I lean forward, fixing him with a serious stare that lets him know I won’t tolerate him talking to me like that. “You need to learn the rules, Pretty Boy. Do as I say and you’ll be rewarded, but if you disobey me, I will punish you. You refused to ask for permission on multiple occasions, so this is your punishment. If you are a good boy and beg me now, you can have your reward.”
His mouth flops open as a tear rolls down his cheek, looking so incredibly frustrated. Before he can say anything, I turn to face Indie.
“Well done, Gorgeous Girl. You’ve done such a good job. Would you like to taste him?” I ask, my balls aching when she eagerly nods.
“Yes, please, Sir.”
“On your knees.” She drops down before I’ve even finished my instructions, and when she looks up at Jake through her hooded lashes, I’m surprised he doesn’t come without anyone even touching him.
She looks so fucking gorgeous on her knees, and for just a second, as she licks her lips whilst staring at the hard cock bobbing in front of her face, I’m a little jealous I can’t trade places with her.