Page 27 of The Perfect Escape

“You are to Ash,” I said. “You have to beg him for it. You know how mean he can be.”

“Rosie,” Ash warned. “Didn’t I tell you to suck that dildo?”

I wrinkled my nose. “Yes, Sir.”

“And what are you doing?”

“I’m—”

Hawk reached down and shoved my mouth back onto the dildo. My giggle was stifled by the tentacle and I started sucking again.

He let out a long groan.

And I grinned for a split second as he finally gave in.

“Can I please come inside her? Please, Sir?” Hawk asked.

“See,” Ash hummed, fucking me harder. “Was that so hard to do?”

We all knew the answer was yes.

And we all knew Hawk wanted to beg again.

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hawk

Submission was a beautiful thing.

Whensomeone elsewas submitting tome.

But when I was the one submitting? It was like pulling teeth. It was uncomfortable at times. It made me feel like a bumbling fool.

Rosie submitted so effortlessly. The trust she had in us was something special. It always made me feel like the luckiest man alive.

And while I trusted Ash, I still found it hard to submit. Even though I wanted to.

I felt his broad hand on my back. I could feel his eyes drilling into me, his tone firm. Commanding. There was no space for argument, only obeying.

“Stop fucking her,” he said. “Stay inside her. Stay still.”

“What?” I rasped.

It took every ounce of control to do as he asked. Sweat dripped down my forehead, our bodies slick from the heat we created. I groaned, my thighs protesting from the thrusting I’d done from this angle.

It was worth it. Rosie’s ass was heaven.

Ash pulled out of her pussy and raised up slightly. The lightbulb went off in my mind as I realized what he was doing.

We’d make both of us fit.

Maybe.

“I don’t know if this will work,” I grunted.

“Where there’s a will there’s a way. Besides, we gotta try something. To save Greg.”

To save Greg.

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