Page 28 of The Perfect Escape

That had become our mantra. Save Rosie’s hot husband, orelse.Do whatever the game master wanted,or else.

“Pull back slightly,” Ash commanded. “And lean over her.”

I did as he said, bracing my hands against Rosie’s upper back as I leaned forward and pulled my cock back. I was still inside her, but just barely.

I felt the head of his cock nudge against the underside of my shaft. Rosie moaned beneath us, her hair sticking to the sides of her face. She pulled off the tentacle dildo for a moment and turned her head, looking up at me.

“Is this okay?” I rasped.

“Yes,” she groaned. “I like the weight of you on top of me. It feels good.”

Fuck.It was getting harder and harder to hold it together. I kept having to remind myself that Rosie was astranger. Right? A stranger. A stranger’s wife. Someone I didn’t know, and certainly didn’t love, and?—

“Oh my god,” she gasped, her fingers curling into the blankets.

Ash slowly, carefully, pushed inside of her. Our cocks were against each other, stretching her ass slowly. We went still, our chests heaving with labored breaths as we gave her time to adjust to the size of us together.

She was taking a lot.

“You feel so good,” I mumbled. “You feel really fucking good, Rosie.”

“Thank you,” she squeaked, her eyes rolling back in a state of bliss.

God, she was such a beautiful mess. I found myself smiling like an idiot despite feeling like my balls were about to explode. I needed to come in her sweet ass, but I would wait.

I would submit to Ash.

I felt kisses along my spine.

“You’re doing good,” Ash whispered. “I like it when you obey me. Even though I know we’re normally partners in Domming.”

I swallowed hard. “Thank you,” I murmured.

He peppered more kisses on my back and then moved his hips. The three of us groaned together, especially from the friction of our cocks rubbing against each other. Pleasure shot through me, my entire body buzzing with lust.

“Damn,” I groaned.

“Is Rosie still sucking the dildo?” Ash asked.

I looked down at our girl and shook my head. She whimpered and closed both hands around the base, dragging it to her lips.

“Now she is,” I chuckled. “Just needed a reminder.”

“Make sure she keeps sucking. Maybe then you can give her some praise.”

“Can I?” I asked.

Ash was silent, and I closed my eyes, groaning.

“Can I please praise her, Sir?”

“You really want to praise that slut?” Ash asked, his voice dripping with degradation.

Rosie whimpered as she sucked the blue tentacle.

“Yes,” I said. “Please. I’d really like to praise her.”

“Fine,” Ash said, thrusting harder. Faster. “Since you’ve been so good, I’ll let you praise her. Just remember, you still can’t come until I let you.”

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