Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(37)

It hadn’t taken Kim long to realize both men liked to tease her and keep her guessing.

She didn’t mind, of course. It was fun.

She closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep, suspecting her dreams would be filled with thoughts of Mason.





Wednesday evening, Mason pulled up at Cole’s house almost the same time she did. She knew he’d left his toybag there rather than haul it home again, and when her gaze caught his, she felt her * clench, juices already flowing.

He walked up to her. “Ready to play, pet?”

“Yes, Sir.” Calling him that felt right. Perfect.

Hell, she felt the slide into subspace already.

By the time the two men finished with her an hour later, she felt like she’d melt into a puddle. Cole had laid a towel on the couch, and she was now stretched out between the two of them, her head in Mason’s lap, and starting to doze off.

And they hadn’t even eaten dinner yet.

“So,” Cole said, “Kim and I want to talk to you about something.”

Her eyes popped open. Yes, this had been at the back of her mind, too, but subspace had driven all other thoughts away once the men had tag-teamed her.

“Sure,” Mason said.

Cole laced fingers with her and took a deep breath. “There’s something I need to tell you, and it’s something I haven’t told anyone but Kim. Needless to say, I’d appreciate you not repeating this.” He started telling Mason about the night in college.

Kim looked up, into Mason’s face, but his gaze was fixed on Cole.

When Cole finished telling Mason the story, he seemed to lose track of where he was going and ended with, “So. I guess what I’m trying to say is…if you’re maybe interested in doing…more, I might be interested in trying…more.”

Mason remained silent for a long time. Almost long enough to unsettle her until he licked his lips and took a deep breath. “More?”

Cole nodded. “More. Not as your submissive. I mean…sexually. Like you always say, no’s an acceptable answer and won’t hurt my feelings. Seriously. But if you’re interested in me, I’m…interested in you.”

Mason started stroking Kim’s hair again and she struggled not to drop back into subspace. “What about Kim?”

“And her, if you want to. I mean, we both understand if you don’t want to with her and just want her to watch, or…whatever.”

Mason stared down into her face. “What about you, pet?”

“Yes, Sir. I’ve…” Hell, the man had seen her literally spread wide open. “I’m attracted to you. But the thought of watching you is pretty hot, too, even if you’re not attracted to me like that.”

He stroked her hair some more. “If we do this, take things further, I want to do it slowly.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He looked at Cole. “And I’d want to collar her as my submissive.”

“Sure.”

“You’re okay with that?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Meaning I’d have your permission to play with her however I wanted, whenever I wanted?”

“Doesn’t mean she and I can’t have sex, right? And I should clarify, I’m not saying I want to get spanked. But I’m not against…well, if you want to start doing more with me while we play with her.”

The heat in Mason’s gaze could melt concrete. “Like having her suck me off while you f*ck her?”

She heard Cole suck in a breath. “Or more.”





Mason was doing his best not to come in his jeans. The thought of Cole…

He couldn’t help running his fingers through Kim’s hair. “And you’re okay with this?” he asked her.

“Yes, Sir.”

He looked over and spotted Cole’s erection.

Part of him was screaming to go slow.

And part of him was screaming to let his cock free.

Baby steps.

“Looks like Cole wants to f*ck another load of cum into you,” he said to her.

Her lower lip caught under her teeth and he knew they had her. She liked dirty talk during their scenes, he’d learned.

“You want to suck my cock while Cole f*cks you?”

“Yes, Sir.” She tried to roll off him but he gently cupped a hand around her throat, holding her in place.

“Wait,” he said. “I have rules.”

Hell, Cole had already started getting up and shoving his shorts down, but he paused, listening.

“If at any time you want to stop, you need to say red. Even if we’re in the middle of something. Do not let me go too far.”

“I promise, Sir.”

He looked at Cole. “That goes for you, too.”

He nodded. “Yeah.”

Mason’s focus returned to her. “I’ll get you a collar to wear. Obviously, your relationship with Cole comes first, as does our jobs. But other than that, if you’re going to be my submissive, you’re going to follow my rules.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“The morning and evening texts are now mandatory.”

She nodded.

“You need to change your FetLife profile to reflect what we now are.”