Page 20 of The Perfect Escape

I forced myself to relax as best as I could. Pleasure skated across my body as he kissed up my leg, his tongue dragging up my inner thigh all the way to my pussy.

The vibrator hummed, the rhythm thumping all the way to my bones.

“Oh god,” he whispered.

His voice was so soft. Submissive, even.

I wasn't used to hearing him like this. Especially after everything the two of them had already done to me today. There was something very special about watching him submit, and I could feel the watchful gaze of our Dom as he continued to lick me.

His tongue dragged up and down my inner thighs, catching every drop. He made his way up to my stomach and planted a soft kiss on my belly, lapping up the cum he’d left there.

I shivered, my nipples hardening between the clips. Pain lashed through me, my breasts aching from the constant tug of the chain. It was the kind of pain that made every orgasm sweeter.

“Good job,” Ash said in a rare moment of praise.

It took both of us by surprise. Hawk glanced up for a moment, and then murmured. “Thank you, Sir.”

He nudged him with his sandals. “Keep licking.”

Hawk immediately went back to cleaning up the mess we’d made. I whimpered as his tongue danced higher, closer and closer to my pussy. His hand closed around the vibrator and he applied more pressure.

A hoarse cry parted my lips, my throat constricting with thirst.

Ash disappeared for a minute. I leaned my head back, searching for him in the room. My attention was quickly drawn back to the way Hawk touched me. The way his rough hands ran up my thighs.

We looked at each other, two moths to a flame.

Was the flame Greg? Ashton? This incredibly insane situation?

I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that as he slid two fingers inside me, and then three—I was going to come again, even if I didn’t want to.

“Fuck,” he whispered. “You look so fucking good, Rosie.”

Ashton reappeared and held a bottle of water to my lips. I felt a flash of surprise. Where had he gotten that? I wasn’t sure I cared, but I was thankful. I sucked it down while holding his gaze, the coolness soothing my throat.

For a moment, his expression warmed. “Better?”

“Yes,” I gasped.

“Good.”

He capped it then disappeared again. When he returned, his fingers slid along the back of my head and gripped my hair hard. I whimpered, all while Hawk continued to lick and kiss me, his fingers slowly moving in and out.

“You’re going to give me another,” he said harshly.

I shook my head weakly. “I can’t,” I croaked. “There’s no way.”

“You can and you will,” he said. “You’re going to give me another. Your orgasms belong to the game master, don’t they?”

My heart pounded, but I nodded. I wasn’t sure how I could come again. I’d lost count. Hadn’t there already been four? Five? And he was demanding another.

Ash tightened his grip on my hair. A whimper escaped because god…

Ireallyliked having my hair pulled.

And he knew that.Of coursehe knew that. He narrowed his eyes on me, his lips tugging into a knowing smirk.

“Slutty, slutty, slutty,” he murmured. “Such a slutty girl for us vacation strangers, aren’t you? I saw how you looked at us on the beach.”

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