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I reach out to touch her dripping wet cunt, but Miles growls at me. “Don’t touch until I tell you.”

I’m tempted to ignore him and touch her anyway, but the stern glare he gives me makes it clear I’ll be punished if I do. Going against every fibre of my being, I ball my hands into fists and watch as Indie begins sucking Miles’ cock again.

His willpower is fucking extraordinary, as I almost come without touching myself just from watching the two of them together. This is his third blowjob now, and the fact he’s still showing restraint is impressive.

A low, guttural moan falls from his lips as he makes eye contact with me. “Fuck her hard and deep.”

I don’t need to be told twice. I slide my finger through Indie’s slit, just to make sure she’s ready for me. She whimpers around Miles’ cock when I find her dripping wet.

Taking my throbbing length in hand, I get into position behind Indie. After sliding my tip along her slit, spreading as much of her juices over my shaft as I can, I hold myself at her entrance.

Indie rocks her pelvis, trying to force me to take her, but I grab hold of her hips hard enough to bruise, preventing her from moving. When she shuffles again, my tip slips into her a little more than I planned, so I smack her arse hard.

She squeals around Miles’ cock, and he groans loudly at the same time. “Behave, Baby,” I tell Indie, as I lean over and press kisses along her spine.

She pulls off Miles just long enough to beg me. “Please, Jake. Fuck me.”

My name on her lips, when she looks so thoroughly fucked, makes me lose all self control. I slide my cock in much faster than I planned, her hot, wet pussy drawing me in. I don’t stop until I’m buried all the way inside her, and we’re both crying out in pleasure.

I pause for a moment, giving her the chance to adjust to me filling her, and I take the time to draw back a little control—so I don’t come straight away like a horny teenager.

Her pussy is so tight. She’s wrapped around me like a glove, and when I finally move, it’s like she’s gripping me in the most maddening way. It doesn’t take long for me to build into hard and fast thrusts, spurred on by Indie’s noises of pleasure and Miles’ filthy words.

I watch Miles as his eyes roll into the back of his head when my hard thrust forces Indie to swallow his cock even deeper than before. When I fuck into her, it pushes her onto Miles, and she then rocks back onto me, until we find the perfect rhythm.

“Fuck, look at you getting stuffed in your tight pussy and mouth, Gorgeous Girl. You take us both so well. You’re such a good girl,” Miles croons.

Indie’s pussy flutters at his praise, and I can’t help but moan. “She definitely has a praise kink,” I tell him through gritted teeth, my jaw straining as I try to hold back my impending orgasm.

“Does she now? You can feel it in her little cunt?” he asks, his eyes sparkling.

“Yes, her pussy flutters with the praise. And when you push your cock deep into her throat, taking the last of her air, her cunt tightens around me, gripping me like a fucking vice,” I tell him as Indie rocks between us.

She pulls off Miles’ cock long enough to tell him what I can already feel. “I’m so close. Please, Sir, please, can I come?”

Her pussy tightens around me as I buck into her, fucking her hard and fast, just the way Miles told me to. I don’t give her any time to think; I keep up the relentless pace, chasing my own release.

Indie is unable to suck Miles anymore, too lost to the pleasure I’m giving her. She rests her head on his thigh with hermouth open as she pants and gasps, her arse meeting each of my thrusts. My balls tighten and I know my release is as close as hers, I just have to wait for Miles to give Indie permission.

“Jake,” he calls, capturing my attention.

My gaze snaps, but I continue my relentless thrusts, fucking into Indie without missing a beat. “What?” I grind out, struggling to say more, as I’m trying to hold off my release until Indie’s finished.

Miles glares at me, making it clear he asked me a question before that I missed, lost in the sensations of being deep in Indie’s sweet cunt. “I said, are you close?”

I nod, but he’s not happy with a non-verbal response. “Yes,” I snap, struggling to keep my control.

“You haven’t asked for permission to come. Indie is being a good girl and begging me for release, so why aren’t you?” His tone has taken on a dangerous edge, and I want to smack myself for forgetting the only rule he’s told me about.

“I’m sorry. Please, can I come?”

Miles lets out a humourless laugh, and I slow my thrusts now that I know he’s not going to easily give us the permission we need. If I keep up the pace I was doing, it wouldn’t take long.

“Why should I let you come? You were going to do it without asking, weren’t you?” he snaps, glaring at me.

“Please, Sir. I’m so close,” Indie cries, not caring that we’re talking.

“Soon, Gorgeous Girl. You’re taking that dick so good,” Miles says soothingly as he kisses her forehead, running his fingers through her hair in such an incredibly sweet gesture.