Page 17 of The Perfect Escape

Watching Rosie come would be a gift.

I writhed as Ash held me in place. Like me, he was a large guy. Tall and strong. Whenever the two of us wrestled, it was like two bears fighting for dominance.

And the bastard usually won, because he was a fighter through and through.

And, admittedly, I liked being put in my place once in a while.

But him telling menotto come?

My body shivered, a grunt leaving me as I watched Rosie’s face. I leaned down, brushing my lips over hers, catching her yelp right as I applied more pressure to the vibrator.

She cried into our kiss, shaking against the cross as shefinallyclimaxed for the first time.

“Good girl,” I huffed.

Ash slapped my ass hard enough that I winced. “Don’t fucking praise her,” he snarled. “For fuck’s sake. She hasn’t earned your praise yet.”

She melted against the cross, smoky eyes full of lust. And then the realization crossed her face that?—

The vibrator wasn’t stopping.

She wasn’t going to have a single moment to recover from the orgasm she’d just had.

My hips bucked as Ash stroked my cock faster. I was riding the edge, turned on by the surprise of his dominance and enjoying her forced submission.

“If you come, you’ll fucking regret it,” he growled in my ear.

“Fuck,” I gasped.

“That’s right. How doyoulike it?” Rosie breathed out.

I glared back at her, giving the chain a long, hard tug. She gasped as they pulled her nipples, the pain ripping through her as she attempted to lean forward.

The ropes tugged, holding her to the cross.

Holding her captive to the vibrator.

I looked down at my cock. Pre-cum dripped from the tip and Ash used it to lube my shaft, pumping me in a slow, methodical rhythm. The vibrator continued to buzz against Rosie’s wet pussy, her moans building again.

“Damn it.” I sighed.

My muscles tensed. I closed my eyes, trying not to think about how fucking hot this was. It was impossible with the noises she was making.

“Keep your eyes open,” Ash commanded. “Watch her. Watch her come, Hawk.”

“No,” I rasped.

He stroked my cock faster. “Yes.”

Damn it all. My eyes flew open right as Rosie came for the second time. This time, I felt a splash of wetness—my mouth dropped as I looked down.

She’d squirted.

And now it was dripping down her thighs, dripping down me.

There wasn’t a man who had willpower strong enough to resist coming from that.

I couldn’t stop myself. I gave in to the wave of pleasure that crashed over me, dragging groans from my lips. My resistance crumbled as hot cum splashed onto Rosie’s stomach, dripping over her smooth skin.

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