Page 41 of The Perfect Escape

Hell, everything about our vacation was fun.

I stretched out on the large beach towel, curling against Hawk. He kissed the top of my head, the scent of sunscreen floating on the summer breeze as Rosie straddled Ash to apply it on his tan skin.

“You're going to burn,” she said. “And if all of you burn, then I can't scratch you while we're in bed.”

The three of us chuckled, and none of us protested. It was the morning after our escape room adventure, and we'd slept in until a Hawk had dragged us out of the bed for coffee and food. Alotof food. In fact, I was pretty sure we'd horrified the hotel staff.

This part of the beach was private. There were screens up that allowed us to enjoy ourselves out in the open. It was well worth the money, because it meant we could have sex outside without anyone watching.

“I think this might be the best vacation yet,” Rosie announced.

That pleased all of us.

“I would agree.” Ash sighed happily.

“I, for one, really liked tying Greg up with Christmas lights,” Hawk chuckled. “But yes, this was the perfect escape. I wasn’t expecting to submit so much, though.”

“Did you like it?” Ash asked.

“Yes,” he said. “I just didn’t expect it.”

“You know, you aren’t any less of a Dom just because you are a switch,” Ash said. “And we all know Rosie and Greg still submit to you.”

Hawk smiled against the top of my head. “I know. You have a point. And I do like submitting occasionally, even if it feels strange at first. That part of me isn’t often brought to the surface or fulfilled, and while I just need to be a Dom most of the time, I need to remember it’s good for me to experience things as a sub too.”

“Well, you have two subs at your disposal,” I said.

He kissed my head and then closed his eyes, smiling as he sprawled out further. Sunshine dappled our bodies as Rosie finished applying sunscreen to Ash.

“Okay,” she said. “So. We didn’t get a chance to ask how, and I need to know. How in the fuck did you pull that off? Ash, you were with us the entire time. Was there someone else?”

“We had a couple friends lend a hand,” Ash answered. “The woman who checked us in is the wife of Freddie, who owns the escape room. Freddie is a professional femdom who also happens to have this place as a side project. So we had them set everything up to make it kinky. And of course, everything will be sanitized today, and it’ll go back to being a non-kinky, completely normal escape room.”

“Do I even want to know how much that cost?” Rosie asked.

“Nope,” Ash and I said at the same time.

It’d cost a lot and had been damn worth it.

Plus, between the four of us, we were lucky enough to not have to worry when we splurged like this. Four incomes with no kids or pets meant we could book an entire venue to have unreasonably kinky sex for hours without interruption.

“I pre-recorded a lot of the game master’s commands with a distortion filter,” Ash said. “Freddie’s wife, Amy, is a programmer. She was able to set up a system that mostly worked on its own. Greg was tied up, but able to press a few buttons to activate certain things while he watched us. Freddie and Amy did not see us having sex, but were on standby in case something went wrong. All the video that was recorded was private and only went to us.”

“Amazing,” Hawk said. “You really thought this one through.”

Ash smiled and lifted his head to look up at us. “I love you three a lot. And I’m glad you let me put you in precarious situations. I’m grateful for your trust.”

Rosie smiled and sprawled out on top of Ash’s back. She planted a kiss on his cheek. “We love you,” she said.

“We do,” I agreed.

“We do. Even when you’re kind of an ass of a Dom,” Hawk said.

We laughed. Ash beamed. “You know you like it,” he said.

“You’re so mean sometimes,” Rosie teased, peppering more kisses on his long hair. “For one of the sweetest people I’ve ever met.”

“It’s called balance,” he chuckled. His expression sobered for a moment, and he let out a long breath. “I needed the escape.”

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