Unwound by Envy Ch. 03

Jake had been counting the hours since last Wednesday, each day a slow crawl of restless energy. Envy and Desiree had carved themselves into his mind--their hands, their voices, the way they'd owned him so completely. By the time the doorbell rang, he was a live wire, bolting to answer it with his heart hammering against his ribs. He swung the door open, and there they stood, side by side, a vision that stole his breath. Envy's green eyes glinted with wicked promise, her jet-black hair catching the hallway light, while Desiree's blonde waves framed that smirk--sharp, knowing, sending a shiver straight down his spine.

"Ready for round three?" Envy asked, her voice a low purr that coiled tight in his gut. She didn't wait for an answer, brushing past him with that feline grace, her heels clicking a soft rhythm on the hardwood.

Desiree followed, her blue eyes flicking over him as she hefted a small black bag over her shoulder. "Hope you've been dreaming about us," she said, her tone teasing but edged with heat. She closed the door behind her with a deliberate nudge, the sound echoing like a trap snapping shut. Jake's pulse kicked up, his imagination already racing--whatever was in that bag, it wasn't just oil and towels.

He trailed them to the living room, where the massage table waited, its leather surface gleaming under the dim light. Envy turned to him, her gaze sharp and piercing, peeling him apart. "Tonight's different, Jake," she said, her voice firm, leaving no room for debate. "We're taking you deeper--blindfolded, tied down. Every touch, every sound, you'll feel it all, but you won't see it coming. You game?"

Jake's mouth went dry, his throat tightening. Blindfolds? Restraints? He'd never gone there before, but the idea hit him like a jolt--fear and thrill tangling together, lighting him up. "Yes," he rasped, barely above a whisper, his hands flexing at his sides.

Envy's lips curved, a slow, approving smile, and Desiree stepped forward, holding up a black satin blindfold. "Good boy," she murmured, her voice sultry as she circled behind him. Her fingers brushed his neck as she slipped the fabric over his eyes, plunging him into darkness. The world shrank to sound and sensation--the rustle of their clothes, the faint creak of the floor, the warm spice of Desiree's perfume mixing with Envy's darker jasmine. His breath hitched, his skin prickling as his other senses sharpened.

"Lie down," Envy instructed, her tone gentle but commanding. Jake fumbled forward, guided by her voice, and lowered himself onto the table. The leather was cool against his bare chest, a stark contrast to the heat building inside him. He stretched out, vulnerable, and then felt hands at his wrists--soft but firm, securing him with what felt like silk scarves, the fabric whispering against his skin as they knotted tight. His ankles followed, spread and bound, pinning him in place. His heart pounded, a wild drumbeat, as the reality sank in: he was theirs, completely.

"Relax," Desiree whispered, her breath hot against his ear, her hair brushing his shoulder. "Just let us take you apart."

He tried, sucking in a shaky breath, but calm was a lost cause. Every nerve was electric, straining for their next move. The air shifted as they circled him, predators sizing up their catch. Then Envy's hands landed on his legs, warm and sure, spreading them wider. He gasped as something cool and slick pressed against his entrance--a plug, he guessed, bigger than before, its surface smooth and unyielding.

"Breathe," Envy commanded, her voice steady as she pushed it in, slow and relentless. The stretch burned, filling him deeper than last time, and then it buzzed to life--soft vibrations rippling through him, making his cock twitch against the table. He moaned, raw and low, his hips jerking against the restraints.

"Good," Desiree purred, her hands roaming his chest, nails scraping lightly over his nipples. "You're taking it so well, Jake. Just let go." Her fingers danced lower, tracing the lines of his ribs, teasing the sensitive dip above his hips. The blindfold turned every touch into a shockwave, unpredictable and searing.

Envy's hands gripped his thighs, her nails digging in just enough to sting, and then her mouth was on him--lips closing around the tip of his cock, her tongue swirling slow and torturous. "Oh god," he groaned, his voice breaking as his hips bucked, the scarves biting into his wrists. She hummed, the vibration shooting through him, and Desiree's nails raked his inner thighs, her breath ghosting over his skin.

"Beautiful like this," Desiree whispered, her voice a dark velvet thread. "All tied up, ours to play with." She leaned closer, her lips brushing his neck, teeth nipping the tender spot below his ear. "Do you like it, Jake? Not knowing what's next?"

"Yes," he gasped, trembling under their hands. "Please--more."

Desiree chuckled, throaty and wicked, and her mouth claimed his neck, sucking hard enough to mark him. Envy took him deeper, her throat tightening around him, her tongue relentless. The plug buzzed inside him, a steady pulse that synced with her sucking, and Jake's mind spun, drowning in the overload. He couldn't see, couldn't move--just feel, every sensation amplified until he was a live wire, sparking.

Then Envy pulled back, her mouth leaving him with a wet pop just as he teetered on the edge. He groaned, a desperate, frustrated sound, his hips thrusting into empty air, the restraints holding him fast. "Not yet," she said, her voice a low purr, dripping with control. "You don't get it that easy."

"Patience," Desiree added, her nails scraping his hip bones, sharp enough to make him hiss. "We've got plans for you." Her hands slid lower, teasing the base of his cock, then pulling away, leaving him aching.

He heard the clink of Envy's bag again, the soft snap of a cap, and then something new pressed against him--bigger, slicker, buzzing harder. "Another one," Envy murmured, her fingers spreading him wider as she eased it in. The stretch was intense, almost too much, but the vibrations hit deeper, rocking through him like a tide. His moan cracked into a whimper, his body straining, sweat beading on his skin.

"Fuck," he rasped, his voice wrecked. "It's--too much--"

"No, it's not," Desiree cut in, her tone firm but teasing. She shifted, and he felt her climb onto the table, straddling his chest. Her thighs pressed against his sides, warm and strong, and then her cock brushed his lips--hard, slick with precum, musky and intoxicating. "Open," she said, her voice a sultry command.

He did, desperate and eager, his lips parting as she guided herself in. She filled his mouth, stretching him, her taste flooding his senses. "That's it," she groaned, her hands tangling in his hair, holding him steady as she rocked her hips. The plug buzzed in his ass, relentless, while Desiree thrust shallowly, teasing the back of his throat. Jake's moans muffled around her, his body shaking as they worked him from both ends.

Envy's hands gripped his hips, lifting them slightly, and he felt her shift--her cock now, not a toy, pressing against him. "Ready?" she whispered, her voice close, dark with promise. He couldn't answer, mouth full, but his choked groan was enough. She pushed in, slow and deep, filling him completely, the stretch blending with the echo of the plug's vibrations into a mind-melting blur.

They moved together, a synced assault--Desiree rocking into his mouth, Envy thrusting into his ass, their rhythms weaving a trap he couldn't escape. The blindfold turned it surreal, his world reduced to heat, pressure, and their voices--Desiree's soft gasps, Envy's low growls of approval. "Look at you," Envy murmured, her nails digging into his thighs. "Taking us so good."

"Beg for it," Desiree said, her voice sharper now, her cock throbbing against his tongue. "Beg us to let you come."

Jake's mind was mush, his body a trembling wreck. "Please," he mumbled around her, the word garbled but desperate. She pulled back just enough for him to speak, her tip resting on his lips. "Please," he gasped, voice breaking. "Let me come--I need it--please, I'll do anything--"

"Good boy," Envy said, satisfaction thick in her tone. She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear, her cock buried deep. "Now... let go."

Desiree thrust back in, hard and fast, hitting his throat as Envy slammed into him. The tension snapped, shattering him--Desiree came first, flooding his mouth with hot release, and he swallowed, the taste tipping him over. Envy followed, her cock pulsing deep inside him, filling him as his own orgasm ripped through, spilling across the table in wild spurts. His body convulsed, the restraints biting into his skin, a scream muffled around Desiree's length.

The world dissolved into static, waves of pleasure crashing over him as he gasped for air. Desiree eased out, her cock slick and softening, brushing his cheek with a tender touch. Envy pulled back slow, he could hear the plug still buzzing faintly on the table as she stroked his trembling thighs. They untied him, the scarves slipping free, and peeled off the blindfold. Light flooded back, harsh after the dark, and he blinked up at them--Envy's smug grin, Desiree's wicked sparkle.

"Still with us?" Desiree teased, her voice hoarse but warm.

"Barely," Jake croaked, his body limp, buzzing with aftershocks. He couldn't move, didn't want to--just lay there, wrecked and blissful.

Envy leaned in, her lips grazing his forehead. "Next week?" she murmured, a promise wrapped in velvet.

"Yeah," he breathed, already hooked. "Hell yeah."