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Jake clenches the bed sheet in his fists, his mouth falling open in a silent moan. He squirms and wriggles, but Quaritch’s grip on his hips is unyielding. And he doesn’t actually wish to get away from the tongue that’s making pleasure coarse through his body.
Quaritch pulls away, allowing both of them to catch their breath. He gives Jake’s hips a squeeze, wordlessly ordering him to stay in place. When Quaritch got him face down and ass up, he made it clear that he won’t be doing this to make Jake cum and Quaritch won’t jack him off. The sole reason they got in this position is because Quaritch wanted to eat him out.
And Jake had agreed to it. Enthusiastically even. But when he realized that Quaritch was going to keep his word on not touching Jake, he didn’t know whether this was a blessing or a curse. Jake squirmed, unsure whether he wanted to rock his hips back on the tongue inside him or pull away from the pleasure that was starting to become overwhelming.
Jake obediently follows the man’s orders and tries his best not to move when he feels Quaritch push two fingers inside of him. Completely letting go of control and putting his trust into Quaritch to make him feel good had proved to be harder than expected as he was painfully aware of his untouched and leaking cock.
Jake lets out a pitiful whine as he desperately wishes to rock back on the man’s fingers, feel them massage his prostate and touch his dick, hoping for any sort of release. But the older man skillfully avoids his sweet spot and slowly drags his fingers in and out of Jake, toying with him, telling him what a good and obedient boy he’s being.
Just as Jake starts to really contemplate reaching down underneath him to finally give himself the much needed release, he feels Quaritch’s hot tongue back at his hole. Quaritch finally allows his fingers to reach Jake’s sweet spot and he whines, arching his back when the finger and tongue combo finally pushes him over the edge. Jake moans, squeezing Quaritch’s fingers as he comes hard.