Page 57 of Mutual Obsession (Rivals of Blackthorn #2)

Once we’re ready to order, Caramelina comes rushing over.

I order my usual chicken and mushroom pizza with extra cheese, and Indie asks for prawn Alfredo with a side of garlic bread.

Caramelina doesn’t bother writing it down, as she never forgets, but rushes into the kitchen to pass it on to the chef.

When she comes back out, a large party is waiting at the hostess stand. It’s the same group that always comes in around this time, opting to hold their work meeting here over some nice food.

I knew they’d be here, and that they’d provide Caramelina with the perfect distraction, so I can set my plan into motion. It usually takes at least fifteen minutes to prepare the pizza from scratch, and given how wound up I am, I’m almost certain we won’t need that long.

I lean in closer to Indie, and as soon as she sees the devilish smirk on my face, her eyes widen. I sweep her long blonde hair over her shoulder, exposing her neck to me as I press a kiss just below her ear, right beside the mark I left earlier.

She shudders beneath my lips as I place my hand high on her thigh, letting my fingers trail over the soft fabric of her dress. With my lips right beside her ear, I drop my voice to a deep whisper. “Are you ready for your punishment?”

Her brows shoot into her hairline as her mouth falls open, her gaze flicking around the room, no doubt looking for Caramelina. “Here?” she hisses.

I give her warning glare, making sure to keep my face stern, even though I’m practically humming with excitement. “Here,” I repeat firmly.

“But there’s people around…and Caramelina,” she says frantically.

I shrug my shoulders. “Either you take your punishment now, or you will go without an orgasm from either me or Jake for a full week. What will it be?”

Her mouth flops open and closed, as if she can’t quite believe what I said, before she scowls at me, no doubt weighing up the options.

“Fine,” she huffs, shaking her head in frustration.

My lips tip up into a smirk, and she rolls her eyes at how pleased I look. “Don’t make me punish you for rolling your eyes at me,” I warn her, and she quickly pulls back her attitude.

“Sorry,” she mumbles, dropping her gaze from mine.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me, and then you can have your reward?”

As soon as she hears my praise, and the promise of a reward, her gaze flicks up to meet mine and she nods her head rapidly, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

“Good. Get under the table and give me a blowjob. You can’t come out until you’ve swallowed every drop of cum I gift you.”

Her eyes flick around the room once again, and she shuffles nervously in her seat, wringing her hands together as nerves overcome her. “But…people.”

“You have around ten minutes before they bring out the food. I know you can make me come quicker than that if you really work at it. Caramelina is busy with that big table over the other side of the room, and the large tablecloth will provide you with the necessary cover. Nobody can see you, that’s why I like this booth, as it’s out of the way.

But the longer you delay, the more chance you have of being caught,” I tell her, holding the tablecloth up to show her under the table.

Once she’s underneath, nobody will see her unless she draws attention to herself. Indie looks underneath, confirming my words. She then stares at me intently, no doubt weighing up her options, before she finally lets out a long sigh as she slides to her knees.

I glance around the room to make sure nobody saw, and once I’m certain, I lift the tablecloth up slightly to see Indie on her knees between my legs. She’s hunched down low so she doesn’t hit her head on the table.

I slide down in the booth, making it look, to the casual observer, like I’m just relaxing back, when in fact I’m giving my girl better access. Indie quickly reaches up and unfastens the button on my jeans, before sliding the zipper down.

When she indicates she wants me to lift my arse, I do as she says, helping her nudge my jeans down a little. She pulls my boxers down too, whilst reaching in to take out my cock. I hiss as I feel her wrap her warm little hand around my throbbing length.

I take a peek under the table and see Indie staring at my dick as she moves her hand slowly along my shaft, before gently sliding her thumb over my swollen, angry-looking head.

She gathers up the beads of pre-cum on the tip and smoothes it over my length, dragging her hand back down to start all over again.

After a few slow, lazy strokes, my dick has reached its full size, and I watch as she licks her lips in anticipation of tasting me. Knowing she can’t drag this out as much as she normally likes to, she wastes no time leaning forward and wrapping her plump pink lips around the head.

I let out a loud hiss that turns to a deep groan as she rolls her tongue around the tip, before sucking the head into her mouth, then pulling off it far too quickly.

My dick throbs painfully as she runs her tongue along the underside of my shaft before drawing it into her mouth again. Only this time, she doesn’t stop at just the head. Indie works my length into her mouth, sucking and licking as she bobs up and down on my cock.

My hands are curled into fists around the tablecloth, grabbing it so tightly my knuckles are white as I watch Indie’s mouth stretch open around me. I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop any noises from coming out, as she sucks my dick like a fucking expert.

Each time she swallows more of my length, the head causes her to gag as her throat tightens around me in the most agonising way.

Even though she pulls back just enough to draw in a breath and get control over her gagging, she’s quick to swallow me back down again, forcing my length further into her throat each time.

The noises coming from under the table are fucking dirty as she gags and sucks. I’m grateful for the awful music Caramelina plays, as it drowns out the sounds of Indie’s spit coating me as she gags.

The feel of her sucking and choking on my length is more than enough to drive me crazy, but when I look under the table and I’m fucking gone.

My gorgeous girl is looking up at me through hooded lashes, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks from her gagging on me, as her mouth is stretched wide around my cock.

I can see her throat bobbing as she swallows around me while I’m deep in her throat. Then she hums and the vibrations shudder through my whole body, making all of my nerve endings prickle.

My whole body is on fire, and I’ve never seen anything as fucking sexy. Indie doesn’t relent. She keeps up her furious pace, bobbing up and down on my cock, swallowing me as far into her throat as she can each time. She’s driving me wild, and it’s not long before my balls are tingling.

My muscles tense as the pressure builds with each lick of her tongue. I’m close, and my heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest. I’m gasping for air, rocking my hips to push my cock deeper into her throat as I desperately chase my release.

I reach under the table with one hand and slide it into Indie’s hair. When she draws back until just the tip is in her mouth, I pull her head back until my cock is sitting on her lips. My shaft throbs painfully, desperately needing the touch I’m denying myself, if only for a moment.

After a quick glance to make sure nobody is watching, I look down at Indie, dropping my voice low enough so only she can hear. “I’m close to coming. Where do you want my cum?” I ask, my voice hoarse and full of lust.

Her eyes are hooded, and she looks sexy as fuck with my spit-covered cock resting against her lips, throbbing with a desperate need for release.

I’m giving her a choice, but we both know there’s only one correct answer.

This is all part of the game we play, and as much as my dick hates me right now, it will be worth it in just a second.

Her big, innocent eyes stare up at me. “Please can you come in my mouth, Sir? I want to taste you on my tongue. I want to swallow every last drop you give me, like a good girl.”

My eyes practically roll into the back of my head on hearing her sweet voice saying such fucking dirty words. I don’t even bother to reply. I rock my hips, forcing my cock into her mouth, not stopping until I’m deep in her throat.

Like the good girl she is, Indie wraps her fingers around the base of my cock and begins stroking me as she bobs up and down on the rest of my dick, her tongue twirling around the head. She blows me with renewed vigour, pushing me to the edge once more at a rapid pace.

“I’m close, Gorgeous Girl,” I mutter, thrusting my hips to force my cock just a little further down her throat each time.

Indie takes everything I give her, gagging and drooling around my length as I stretch her lips wide. She hums around my dick, letting me know she’s ready to swallow anything I give her.

The vibrations, along with her beautiful emerald eyes staring up at me through hooded lashes, looking dazed with sex, is all it takes to push me over the edge. I see stars as I shoot my load into her mouth with a groan. I have to bring my hand to my lips to try and stop myself from being heard.

The first spurt of my release goes straight down her throat, and she swallows it all. I pull back from her throat, until the head is resting on her tongue, just as the next couple of ropes of cum shoot out.

Her little palm continues to pump the base of my shaft as she gathers my cum on her tongue, drawing out my orgasm.

With each stroke, my tight muscles begin to relax, and the throbbing in my balls recedes.

Once I’m spent, my length softens, and the head becomes super-sensitive, so I gently pull away from her touch.