Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(22)

That got really old, really fast.

Another reason to go slow with Cole and Kim.

Mason didn’t want to start getting emotionally invested in a relationship with them just to come to a similar realization as he had with Freddie.

Going slow was never a bad thing. If anything, it would build up the anticipation for all of them and allow them the chance to avoid any missteps.

He would hate to lose Kim and Cole as friends, if they were destined to be at least that.

If events led to a chance to play, to unleash his inner Dominant and sadistic side for a change, he’d gladly do that, too. He had no problem going home and rubbing one or two out after building up a good head of Toppy energy. He was the kind of Dominant who could separate and compartmentalize the two sides of himself in that way. It was admittedly a lot nicer when the partner he was playing with was also a sexual partner he could then vent his sexual tension with, but it wasn’t a requirement for him for play.

Especially with a woman.

Because, duh. Gay man. He’d been with women before sexually before finally admitting and realizing he was gay and accepting it. He’d even enjoyed his experiences with women, but realized that while he might still be homoflexible for the right woman, he was definitely more gay than bi.

At least Cole wouldn’t have to worry about that, then. Mason could understand where having a gay man play with his girlfriend would definitely be one of those reassuring things to put a het man’s mind at ease.

Although Mason wouldn’t deny he’d likely be using frequent fantasies of Cole while rubbing out his own orgasms. Man had a nice, tight ass, gorgeous blue eyes, and from what he could tell a decent body.

If Cole ever decided he wanted to take a walk on the bi side, Mason would be hard-pressed to come up with any reasons not to help him make that happen.

Hmm.

Okay, so there was a really nice fantasy he’d keep to himself, and one he might make use of as soon as that night after getting home.

Revving his engine up by topping Kim, and letting off steam sexually with Cole.

Oooh, yeah.

Wouldn’t ever happen, of course, but oooh, his hand and cock didn’t care about statistical probability when it came to wank fodder.

Thank goodness for that.





By the time Mason finally returned home that night, he felt exhausted. He’d spent the afternoon dodging several more texts from Freddie. He’d finally put him off by saying he was in the middle of a crisis at work…

And then he’d had a crisis at work.

As if making it come true.

Dammit.

No, it wasn’t Freddie’s fault, but it sure was coincidental.

Maybe the Universe is trying to tell me something?

One of the departments had made a software patch upgrade off-schedule without warning him first, and it’d borked three different processes, spilling over into user-side site issues that had all hands scrambling to get it up and running again.

And now it was after ten o’clock, Mason hadn’t even eaten dinner yet, and he was so f*cking glad to be back in Sarasota where he could find halfway decent food at that time of night and grab take-out.

He settled on his couch with his personal laptop and his Chinese food and turned to a music channel on the cable TV. Classic jazz tonight, something to soothe his nerves.

He had an e-mail from Cole. He’d seen it come in earlier that afternoon on his phone, but he’d been so busy that he couldn’t do anything about it. Plus Mason wanted to be able to type his reply and not just bang something out on the phone.

Thanks again for last night. We really enjoyed talking with you, and appreciate you taking the time to go over things with us. We’re both looking forward to Saturday, and had some really productive talks when we got home last night. Can you recommend any good sites on BDSM with realistic information and articles and stuff?

Mason smiled. Why, yes, he could. He had them bookmarked. He copied off the list and hit reply, pasting them into the e-mail before typing in his reply at the top.

Remember when reading anything that it’s just that particular person’s opinion. You don’t “have” to do anything, other than safety issues. Don’t let anyone define what you guys want to do but you two.

And I am very happy to answer your questions. It’s good to see you taking the time to research and learn and not jump in without knowing anything.

He sent it and then turned his computer off before he ended up time-sucked into browsing.

As he used chopsticks to eat his chicken lo mein right out of the carton, Mason took a deep breath and forced himself not to look at his phone.

The Freddie issue would have to be dealt with sooner or later.

Preferably sooner.

He just…didn’t have the brain power or energy for it right then.

And he damn sure didn’t want to text Freddie and get sucked into another round of texts with him, alternately getting aggravated and feeling like a dick.

He’d much rather sit back and relax and think about how nice his chat the night before had been with Kim and Cole.

Looking forward to Saturday.

Damn, he was really looking forward to Saturday.

It was their eagerness, their enthusiasm. He was able to see BDSM through a newbie’s eyes again.

Remember why he’d been attracted to the lifestyle in the first place.

Mason always had fantasies growing up, but before he realized that not only was being gay okay, but so was being kinky, he’d had to settle for fantasies that he didn’t understand and had felt guilty for in the beginning.