Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(16)

Hey, just because the guy was het didn’t mean Mason couldn’t fantasize about him. He felt no guilt in that whatsoever.

In fact, that night, as he lay in bed and tried to go to sleep, he realized rubbing one out was exactly what he needed to do to relax. And it was Cole’s blue gaze he imagined as he stroked his cock, thinking about how the man would look with Mason’s cock buried to the root between his lips.

Wondering if the guy was loud in the sack, or a soft moaner.

It didn’t take Mason long to get over. He grabbed a couple of tissues from the box on his nightstand to clean up before rolling over, finally able to shut down his mind and drift into sleep.





Chapter Seven


Monday morning, predictably, was crazy for Cole. He managed to get out of bed early enough to grab his shower at Kim’s before she got in there, grabbed a travel mug of coffee and a good-bye kiss from her, and made it home with enough time to change and get to work with barely minutes to spare. Fortunately, the day was busy, full of meetings that kept him from dwelling too much on his new personal developments.

Or the memory of how sexy Kim sounded last night as he made her come.

How happy she looked this morning.

Mason texted him around lunch time.

Hope last night didn’t freak you guys out. :)

Cole smiled as he pondered a reply. He’d really liked Mason. The more he thought about it, he realized he hoped they could spend more time talking with him over the near future. He felt comfortable talking with the man, an easy rapport he didn’t always feel with others. Not that Cole had trouble making friends, but he didn’t feel he could just open up and talk about his sex life to most of them, either.

He suspected Mason would end up being a sounding board more than a few times as he and Kim muddled their way through this new aspect of their relationship.

Thank goodness.

Knowing that it’d be too easy to screw things up, it was reassuring to have someone to turn to for advice when he needed it. Maybe it was naive to feel that good about someone so soon after meeting them, but Cole had learned to trust his instincts.

He trusted Mason.

He’d also had similarly good feelings about Seth and Leah, and Tilly, Landry, and Cris. Seth had taken a moment to reassure Cole that he’d also felt lost—and worse—when he’d first dipped his toe into BDSM.

At least the circumstances of Cole and Kim’s entry into the lifestyle didn’t come with an imperative, finite, and tragic timeline, or the accompanying emotional baggage. Compared to what Seth and Leah had gone through, Cole realized he should relax and embrace the experience, wherever it led, and try not to worry too much in the process.

Have fun.

Easier said than done, though.

Mentioned in passing, he’d heard part of the conversation between Leah, Seth, and the other couple. That sometimes couples couldn’t grow together, and when they hit upon BDSM they grew apart, one partner going on to embrace it and the other leaving to find a vanilla partner.

He didn’t want that to be him and Kim. He loved her. Being with her felt right. He’d had other girlfriends before, and none he could honestly say he would have been willing to take the risk of spending the rest of his life with.

Hell, Kim had been the first one he’d wanted to ask to move in with him, and she’d shot him down.

Gently, and he understood why, but still.

Cole realized he was still staring at his phone and hadn’t yet replied.

No, not freaked out. :) I don’t scare that easily. Looking forward to talking more Wednesday night. Thank you, again, for that.

That was the truth. He was absolutely looking forward to seeing Mason again.

Talking to him.

Yeah, talking to him. Seeing him to talk.

He jumped when his phone vibrated in his hand with a reply from Mason.

Good to hear. Feel free to text, e-mail, or call me. You might get my voice mail during the day.

Cole texted him back, hoping he wasn’t appearing too eager.

Thank you. I will do just that.

As he set his phone down, he realized getting any work done that afternoon might be more difficult than he thought.





That night, Cole decided to take Mason’s advice about not freaking out over what he saw on FetLife before they had their next talk.

Sage advice, it turned out, because had he found his way to FetLife before he’d met and talked to Mason, no way in hell would he have gone along with any of this, no matter how much he loved Kim. It absolutely would have freaked him out, which would have been disastrous in the long run. He would have shut Kim down, she would have sadly agreed, and it would have sat and festered between them, with him feeling guilty and her possibly feeling resentful.

Probably leading to a bad outcome for their relationship.

Definitely not a situation he wanted to create for a variety of reasons. The first and foremost reason being because he loved the hell out of Kim.

Note to self, never freak out without sitting down and talking things out first.

He and Kim didn’t talk very long in person on Monday night. He had dinner there, but went home. Kim was working on a tension headache because she hadn’t made time to go get her eyes checked and possibly get glasses, like he suspected she needed. She spent all day on a computer at work, and he’d personally seen how she squinted, but she hadn’t wanted to admit she needed them yet.