Page 59 of Mutual Obsession (Rivals of Blackthorn #2)

I eat her pussy with as much ferocity as I can, nibbling and sucking as I devour her, pulling long groans and cries of pleasure from her trembling body. Her noises are like music to my ears, and I can tell when she’s closer to her release.

Her rocking movements become more frantic, and she pushes her arse into my face, not caring that she’s smothering me in the best fucking way. Her cries become more high-pitched and desperate, and I can feel her walls fluttering around my tongue as she gets impossibly wetter.

“Sir, oh God… I’m so close,” she cries.

Before the last word has left her lips, I pull my mouth away from her. She lets out a long, drawn-out moan as she glares at me in the mirror, desperately panting as she rocks her hips.

I stand from my crouching position, noticing that she’s rubbing her thighs together to try and find even just a little friction to help push her over the edge.

I slap her arse cheek hard, a red mark forming before she’s even finished her yelp.

I soothe my hand over the reddening cheek, helping to ease the sting.

“I thought you were being a good girl,” I tell her.

“I am,” she whines. “I’m trying to be a really good girl for you.”

I run my fingers down her back, feeling her shiver beneath my touch. I lean over her, my denim-covered cock pressing against her no doubt throbbing pussy as I press soft kisses along the curve of her spine.

“Do you still want to come, Gorgeous Girl?”

She nods frantically, even with her head resting on the marble surface. “Yes, please.”

Indie watches intently as I slowly open the button on my jeans, sliding the zipper down, before lowering them just enough to pull my hard cock from my boxers. Despite coming not too long ago, I’m already rock hard and ready to go again.

“Do you want to come on my cock like a dirty little slut?” I ask, my deep voice gravelly and dripping with sex.

“Yes.” The word comes out as a long, breathy sound.

“I will let you come on my cock, but there’s one condition…”

Her eyes narrow as she stares at me, no doubt wondering what game I’m playing. “What condition?”

“Instead of getting permission from me to come, you have to get permission from Jacob,” I tell her.

Her brows pull together in confusion, and she tilts her head as she considers my request. I don’t wait for her to say anything; I let her think it through as I move into position behind her.

With my hand wrapped around the base of my dick, I line myself up with her entrance, making sure to smear as much of her juices over the head as I can. Once I’m in position, I quickly press all the way in, not stopping until all of my length is buried in her tight, wet cunt.

Indie cries out loudly from the sudden intrusion, and her noises mix with my loud groan as I feel her wet heat grasp my shaft like a glove.

I pause for just a moment, giving Indie the time she needs to adapt to my size stretching her out, and I use the break to claw back a little control, so I don’t finish too soon.

When Indie starts rocking her hips, letting me know she wants me to move, I pull out until just the tip remains, before slamming back in, hard and fast. Indie cries out with a mix of pleasure and pain, pressing her arse back against me when I’m deep inside her.

I lean over and pull her earlobe between my teeth, before pressing a kiss to her neck. “You better call him. I will not let you come until he says you can,” I growl, pulling back out before thrusting in deep again.

She reaches for her bag, scrambling to find her phone as I keep up my slow but deep strokes, driving her wild. I watch as she finds his number, but just before she hits call, she pauses, looking over her shoulder at me.

“He’s at work. What if he’s in an important meeting?” she asks, her voice ragged and breathy.

“Then you better hope he answers, as you don’t get to come without him. Maybe he’ll put you on speakerphone so everyone can hear.” I don’t bother telling her I’ve already sorted it with Jake. The way her pussy flutters around my cock suggests she might like people hearing.

Too bad Jacob is way too fucking jealous and possessive for that.

I keep my thrusts slow and deep as she presses the call button, moaning softly when I tilt my hips, dragging the tip over her sweet spot deep inside. Jacob answers just as I slam into her, and she’s too busy crying out in pleasure to speak to him.

“Indie? Is everything okay? Are you there?” Although he sounds panicked, I can hear the gravelly tone to his voice that suggests he’s been looking forward to this moment since I texted him.

The phone is resting beside her head, and Indie rushes to answer him as soon as she can speak. “I’m… I’m okay, Jake.”

“You don’t sound it. What’s going on?” he asks as I keep rocking into her.

She gets out a low moan as she reaches back, trying to push against my thigh. She’s attempting to get me to stop fucking her for long enough to explain what’s going on to Jacob, but that’s not going to happen. This is part of the fun.

“I’m… Oh, fuck. Miles is… Fuck, it’s so deep,” she groans as I speed up, tilting my hips in just the right way when I’m in deep.

Jake chuckles as Indie rolls her eyes, her lips falling open in pleasure. “It sounds to me like you’re getting fucked. Is that right, Baby?” His voice has taken on a deep, raspy tone, and I wonder if he’s stroking himself, thinking about what we’re doing.

“Yes!” Indie cries out.

I use my hold on her hips to pull her back against me as I thrust forward. The sound of our bare flesh slapping together can be heard over her cries of pleasure.

Jake chuckles down the phone. “So you thought you’d call me to torture me?”

Indie tries to shake her head, forgetting that he can’t see her. I slap her arse, giving her opposite cheek a matching red hand print. She cries out as I soothe my hand over her stinging flesh.

“Use your words, Dee. He can’t see you,” I snap.

“Sorry, Sir,” she mutters, before turning towards the phone. “Jake, I-I… I have to get your permission to come.”

Jake lets out a low groan that rumbles through the phone, making my cock twitch as Indie’s walls flutter around me. “Fuck, that’s hot, Baby. What if I don’t say you can come?”

“Noooo,” she cries, her eyes flicking over to me frantically, as I keep slamming into her.

Indie’s tight, wet cunt is pulsating around me, her whole body trembling as she edges closer and closer to her orgasm.

“She’s really close, Jacob. But she’s not allowed to come unless you give her permission. She’s been such a good girl today too,” I tell him, Indie’s lips tipping up into a smile at my praise. She looks proud of herself.

“Have you been a good girl, Baby?” he asks her.

“Yes, so good,” she cries out, though it’s not clear if she’s answering him, or reacting to my cock sliding against that spot deep inside that drives her crazy.

“If I say you can come, what will I get?” There’s a dark, desperate edge to his voice that makes my balls tingle.

I hope he gives her permission soon, as I’m close to blowing my load, and there’s no way Indie isn’t coming first.

“Anything,” she cries out. “You can have anything you want.”

Jacob lets out a low, deep chuckle. “That’s a dangerous promise. I ended up with a cock in my arse when I made the same promise.”

I smile, remembering the feel of his arse wrapped tightly around my cock the way Indie’s pussy is right now. A groan slips out as a shiver of electricity ripples up my spine, my whole body tingling with anticipation.

“I don’t care. You can have my arse. I will take a cock in each hole…or two in my pussy. Whatever you want…just please…let me come.”

“Fuck!” Both Jake and I groan together, her dirty words flooding my brain with ideas.

Of course, I’ve thought about one of us taking her pussy while the other has her arse, but I never even considered double vaginal penetration. Her pussy is so tight with just one cock, I can only imagine how stretched and full she’d feel with two stuffed inside her.

“We’re so fucking close, Jacob,” I tell him, letting him hear the desperation in my voice.

“How does her cunt feel, Miles?”

“So fucking tight. Her pussy fluttered with excitement at the thought of us both stuffing her holes full,” I say, in between pulling in gulps of air with each snap of my hips.

Indie’s cries of pleasure have turned into one long whimper, and she’s desperately mumbling about needing to come. She’s asking for permission, in between telling us we can do anything we want to her, as long as we let her come.

Her filthy, desperate words are pushing me closer to the edge, and I really hope Jake gives permission soon, or we’re both going to fail.

“Can we do that, please, Miles?” Now it’s Jake’s turn to beg me, and fuck if I don’t almost lose the last of my control.

“Yes, we can. Are you stroking yourself while you listen to me fuck her?” I ask, noting the way Indie tilts her head towards the phone in anticipation of his answer.

“Yes,” Jake breathes out.

“Are you close, Pretty Boy?”

“So close,” he replies.

“Then give permission and we can all come together,” I snap, pulling Indie’s arse back onto my cock.

“Please,” Indie begs, her legs trembling as she desperately tries to hold back.

“Come, now!” Jake shouts, and that’s all it takes to push us over the edge.

I slam my hips into her three more times in quick succession, hitting her deeper and deeper each time. As I’m buried all the way inside with the final thrust, Indie cries out as her orgasm rips through her.

Indie’s body shakes beneath me, her cries of pleasure echoing around the room. My orgasm hits, my release spurting deep inside her tight cunt. My warm cum mixes with her juices, coating my cock as I rock back and forth slowly, milking every last drop from me.

I’m aware in the distance of Jake crying out through the phone, finding his own release, and the noises he’s making only adds to how fucking hot the whole scenario is.

Once Indie’s orgasm has faded, her legs seem to give way, and it’s only my bruising hold on her hips that is keeping her upright. As my cock slips out of her, she lets out a hiss, and I can’t help but admire the way my cum trickles down her leg.

I lift and turn her until she’s sitting on the marble surface, pressing a quick kiss to the side of her mouth as she’s panting.

“That was fucking hot,” Jake says through the phone, making both of us laugh.

“Thank you, Jake, for giving me permission,” Indie replies, her cheeks flushed as she gives me a small smile.

“Are you kidding, Baby? That was the hottest fucking thing ever. And now I can’t wait because you owe me a debt, and it’s going to be so much fun when I decide to collect.” There’s a hint of a dark promise in his voice, and Indie shivers when she hears it.

“You should get back to work,” I tell Jake, and I don’t need to see him to know he’s rolling his eyes at my bossy tone.

“Yes, Sir,” he says sarcastically.

I growl, “Use that tone with me again and your arse will be even redder than Indie’s is right now.”

Both Jake and Indie let out low moans, and I can’t help but smirk. “Sorry,” Jake mutters, making my smirk grow.

“Apology accepted.”

Jake laughs. “I’m going back to work now. The sooner I finish this meeting, the sooner I can get home and join you two.”

“We can’t wait,” Indie tells him, a big smile on her face as we all say our goodbyes before she hangs up.

As I help her off the counter, she wipes up some of the cum dribbling down her legs with her fingers, licking them as she meets my gaze. My stomach flips as I wonder how the hell I got this fucking lucky.

“Can I have my thong back now?” she asks, holding her hand out.

I shake my head, my devilish smirk growing. “No, I want to know my cum is dripping down your legs for the rest of the day.”

Before she can argue, I press a kiss to her lips and help her straighten her dress. “I love knowing you’re mine, and that I’ve marked you in the best fucking way.”