Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(28)

“Is that a bad thing to do?” she asked, a playful lilt in her tone even though he couldn’t see her expression.

“Uh, yeah. Note to the pet, never tell me I hit like a girl. Unless you don’t want to be sitting down much the next day.”

“Duly noted, Sir.”

“Good girl.”





Cole didn’t have the words to express his relief that the two of them were getting along so well and apparently didn’t need his help or input from that point forward. Mason tried to involve him in the different floggers and techniques. Cole appreciated Mason’s consideration, and realized exactly what Mason was trying to do, but the thought of using one of them on her, even though, logically, Cole knew he wouldn’t be harming her, still…well, turned his stomach.

He was better off watching.

Especially since the viewing angle he had was awesome. He could see Kim’s ass in her jeans.

And Mason’s in his.

In fact, he realized he wasn’t watching what Mason was doing so much as he was watching Mason.

That is a man whose cock I wouldn’t mind sucking.

He really liked the guy. He didn’t want to engage in complicated fantasies, especially so early in their relationship with the guy, and mess things up between them.

Cole was only human, though.

And the guy filled out the swath of denim perfectly, from his waist to the black leather motorcycle boots on his feet.

In fact, one time, Mason turned and Cole felt his face heat when the man’s hazel gaze captured and held his own. Cole felt like he’d been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, because at that moment his mind had been pondering what it would feel like to slide his cock up the man’s ass.

Mason’s lips quirked in a smile. “You all right?”

“Just watching.”

Cole was almost sad when it was over. Kim’s back wasn’t exactly red, just a little pinkish, and already the marks were starting to fade.

“Did it hurt?” Cole asked her when she stood, a little wobbly, and he reached out to steady her.

She wore a calm, gorgeous smile. “No, it felt great!” Even her voice sounded a little…dazed.

Cole looked at Mason. “Subspace,” Mason said. “I think we achieved it there toward the end. You feel kind of floaty?”

She nodded.

He caught her arm and eased her down onto the chair. “You sit there. Let me get you a bottle of water.”

Cole forced himself not to watch Mason’s ass as the man walked over to the kitchen area. Instead, he looked down at Kim. “Was it fun?”

She nodded, still sort of dazed-looking. “Can we do that again tonight?”

His stomach turned. “Mason can. Is it okay if I just watch for now? I don’t want to do something I can’t undo.”

“Uh-huh.”

Mason returned with the bottle of water, removed the cap, and made sure the fingers of both her hands were firmly closed around the bottle before letting go.

“Drink that,” he said. “I should have made sure to have one ready for you, sorry.”

“Can she play with you again after we get back from dinner?” Cole asked him. Kim looked happy, and he wanted to keep her looking that happy and not let her have time to think about asking him to try topping her the next time.

He was more than happy to sit back and watch the two of them together.

Especially with the doubly good view.

Might be the closest I ever get to that guy’s gorgeous ass, anyway.





Mason wasn’t exactly sure what was going on, but he sensed Cole wasn’t lying about this. He looked at ease, almost relieved.

“If Kim wants to play, feels like playing, sure. I’m fine with that.”

“Can we try other things, too?” she asked.

Cole’s blue gaze drew Mason in, held him without even trying.

Absolutely, there are things I’d love to try…with your boyfriend. “If you want to, sure. If Cole’s okay with it.” Hell, playing with Kim was probably the closest he’d ever get to Cole’s ass.

Not that she didn’t have a nice ass, because she did. He was gay, not blind.

“I’m okay with you doing to her whatever she wants you to do,” Cole said.

“Beware of blanket yeses,” Mason cautioned.

“It’s not a blanket yes. If she says yes to something I’m not comfortable with, don’t worry, I’ll speak up then. But if she’s okay with something, I want her to see what she likes and me be able to watch someone who knows what the heck he’s doing do it to her. She won’t know what she likes unless you’re showing her. After we figure that out, then I’ll figure out what I’m comfortable trying to learn so you can teach me.”

Mason returned his focus to Kim. “How about you finish that water, get dressed and freshen up, and then we can go to dinner with the others?”

Her smile looked beautiful, happy.

And he’d done that to her.

“Yes, Sir,” she said.

His cock twitched. Oh, yeah. “Good girl.”





Chapter Twelve


Mason really wanted to ride over to the restaurant with the couple, but didn’t want to be pushy and suggest it himself.