Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(40)

Then Mason’s smile lit his face. “I guess if you can be her boyfriend while she’s my slave, there’s no reason why I can’t be your boyfriend, too.”

“And then that makes her our pet.”

“You think she’ll be okay with this when she wakes up?”

“She’s already okay with it.” Cole grinned. “I got her wound up a few nights ago with a fantasy about us tying her up and teasing her while we did each other and made her watch us together.”

“Oh, you did, did you?” Mason reached between them and wrapped his fingers around both their cocks, pressing them together in his hand. “And what were we doing to each other in that fantasy?”

“A little sixty-nine to start with. Then you flipped me onto my back, threw my legs over your shoulders, and f*cked my brains out.” Cole’s gaze never wavered from Mason’s.

Mason’s eyes narrowed. “And I didn’t let you come until you f*cked my ass, I hope.”

“Absolutely.”

Mason grabbed the back of Cole’s neck with his other hand and kissed him, hard, bruisingly, in a way neither of them ever kissed Kim.

Both their cocks were hard and throbbing.

“So what do you want to do now?” Mason asked him when he let Cole come up for air once more.

“I want to suck your cock. Then I want to bend over and feel your cock in my ass.”

“So much for going slow,” Mason said.

“To hell with slow. I want this. I want you.”

Mason stepped back so that Cole could sink to his knees. Cole had a few flashes of that night in college, of sucking his friend’s cock at some point, of having his cock sucked by the guy while he kissed the girl, but goddamned tequila got in the way of the full memory. As he held Mason’s cock with one hand, he opened wide and slowly swallowed it, loving the soft moans he pulled from Mason and the way the man’s hands rested on his head.

“Oh, f*ck yeah, buddy,” Mason whispered, drawing in a hiss. “That’s real good. Don’t do it too long, or I won’t last inside you.”

Mason only let him suck his cock for a minute or two before he pulled away and leaned out of the shower to get the lube and a condom.

Before Mason could rip the condom package open, Cole stopped Mason. “No. If you want to, I want to feel you.”

Mason stared at him for a long moment before leaning in to kiss him again. “I put a load into your ass bareback, your ass f*cking belongs to me and no one else. Got it?”

“And Kim.”

Mason smirked. “Unless she magically grows a penis, your ass still belongs to me.”

“That go both ways?”

“You better believe it. I’m serious. I know we’re all clean because of the tests, but once we do this, none of us f*ck around with anyone else, wrapped or not. Period. Got it?”

Cole nodded. Then he leaned in and kissed him. “That means I get to put a load into your ass next, right?”

“Fuckin’ A, it does.”

Cole grinned, the mental image making his cock throb. “Then tomorrow morning, you’d better wake her up by putting a load up her ass, too. Seal the deal. We’re a twofer, you know.”

Mason tipped Cole’s head to the side and nipped along his neck. “On your f*cking back, buddy. Let’s do this.” The hunger in Mason’s voice made Cole’s cock throb even more.

Cole lay down on the shower floor and held his legs back and out of the way. As steam filled the bathroom, Mason worked lube into Cole’s ass, slowly scissoring his fingers back and forth to stretch him.

“Don’t be all girly about it,” Cole said, gritting his teeth as he tried not to come from how good it felt. “Fuck me.”

“Don’t want to ruin it for you.” Mason added more lube, grinning down at Cole as he made the man hiss while he worked three fingers inside his ass. He knelt over him and pressed the head of his cock against Cole’s rim. It was all Cole could do not to buck his hips and impale himself.

“Last chance,” Mason said. “I can wrap it.”

“Shut up and f*ck my ass.”

Mason slammed home, making Cole cry out from the pleasure-pain of the intrusion and nearly blow his load. Mason grinned down at him as he held still, his balls pressed against Cole’s. “Better hold onto that load, buddy. Fair’s fair.”

But that was better than good. Cole didn’t want tender and cuddly from the man. He wanted rough, he wanted hard f*cking.

As Mason finally started moving again, he pulled Cole’s legs over his shoulders. “So what have you been fantasizing about, hmm?”

“About spending the night some night, waking up to take a shower with you, and you send me to work with a load of your cum in my ass and I put a load of my cum in yours.”

Mason thrust hard several times, gasping, his eyes falling shut. “Goddammit,” he muttered. “I didn’t mean to blow that fast. Sorry.”

Cole pulled him down and kissed him. “Then let me put a load in you and call it even.”

Instead of completely changing positions, Mason pulled out, let Cole put his legs down, and raised up on his knees to lube his own hole and Cole’s shaft. Then he slowly impaled himself onto Cole’s cock while Cole bit down on his lower lip and struggled not to explode.