Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(41)

Only when Mason’s ass was pressed against his hips did Cole breathe again.

Mason stared down at him. “I think tomorrow morning we start out both of us putting a load into our pet at the same time,” Mason said as he finally started to move.

Cole’s hands settled on Mason’s hips as the man f*cked him. His ass felt tight and gripped Cole’s cock, hot, hungry, different than Kim’s and so f*cking good.

“You in her *, me in her ass,” Cole said. “Like you said, fair’s fair. We mark our pet the right way.”

Mason leaned in and kissed him. He bit and sucked Cole’s lower lip as he bounced up and down on Cole’s cock, until Cole couldn’t hold it any longer. He thrust up into Mason, digging his fingers into Mason’s hips and holding him still as his balls pumped his load into the man’s ass.

“Fuck,” Cole whispered. “That was so good.”

Mason didn’t seem to be in a hurry to move. He braced himself with his hands planted on the shower floor on either side of Cole. “You and I will need some alone time on occasion, too.”

Cole nodded. “Yeah.”

Mason’s gaze hadn’t left Cole’s. “You think she’s going to be okay with that?”

“Yeah. She gets both of us. Why wouldn’t she be?”

Mason seemed to be studying his expression. “How long have you been attracted to me?”

“I think from the first night we met you. I didn’t realize how much until I started watching you and Kim play together. That’s when I realized I wanted to f*ck you. And really wanted you to f*ck me.”

“How did you feel watching me f*ck her earlier? Be honest.”

Cole grinned. “Jealous that she got to f*ck you before I did.”

Mason smiled down at him before leaning in to kiss him again. “So I’m a gay sadistic Dominant, I have a masochistic submissive straight female pet, and I now have a straight boyfriend. How’d I manage that?”

“Just lucky, I guess.” Cole wanted to spend the whole night running his hands all over Mason’s body, but he settled for cupping the man’s ass. “I’m a straight guy with a girlfriend and a gay boyfriend.” He squeezed Mason’s ass. “A boyfriend with a delicious ass.”

Mason arched an eyebrow at him. “You and those gorgeous blue eyes of yours. I think I was into you that first night, too. I just never realized I’d ever have a chance with you.”

“Hey, what about my ass?” Cole teased.

“Your ass is fantastic. And hopefully next time I’m f*cking it I’ll be able to last longer.”





They untangled from each other and stood under the spray, soaping each other up, hands sliding over and around and down.

Mason’s ass pleasantly ached from Cole’s cock. It’d been too damn long since he’d had a nice cock in there. Freddie…well, Freddie hadn’t exactly been well-hung. Mason had toys bigger than Freddie.

And he’d never gone bareback with the guy. Not even for oral. He’d rarely let Freddie f*ck him, and even then never with Freddie on top.

He trusted Cole, and he trusted Kim. Deep in his heart he suspected they’d never betray his trust.

His fingers found their way between Cole’s ass cheeks and he pressed for entrance, swallowing the man’s moans with a kiss as he did.

He spread his own legs a little wider as Cole’s fingers found their way to his ass, too.

“I want to spend a whole day alone in bed with you,” Cole gasped.

“I’m not going to promise I won’t get a little toppy with you in bed from time to time.”

“I don’t f*cking care.” Cole pressed his lips against the top of Mason’s right shoulder and bit him, sucking, stirring interest in Mason’s cock.

Which shocked the hell out of Mason, but he wasn’t about to complain.

“Been a long time since I had a guy who could hold his own with me,” Mason said.

In a flash, Cole had grabbed a handful of Mason’s hair and kissed him, hard, sucking on his tongue, pressing him against the wall even as his finger slid deeper into Mason’s ass.

“Like that?” Cole said.

“Oh, f*ck yeah.” Mason’s cock had hardened all the way—uh, holy crap—and he noticed Cole’s also stirring.

Before he knew it, Mason was on his back on the floor, with Cole pounding away at his ass with that gorgeous cock of his, and those big, beautiful blue eyes pinning his soul in place.

“Don’t you f*cking come,” Cole said. “Gonna suck the next one out of you.” He smiled down at him. “Fair’s fair.”

But with the head of Cole’s cock hitting his sweet spot with every stroke, and his legs up over the man’s shoulders, it was all Mason could do to not explode. Especially with the friction of their bodies keeping his cock trapped between them.

Just when he thought he couldn’t hold it back any longer, Cole sat up and made one last thrust, head back, eyes closed. “Yes!” he gasped, breathing heavy as water beaded and rolled down his body.

Mason wanted to freeze this moment in time. He stared up at Cole, trying to memorize every line, every muscle, every angle, every curve. With it equal between them, without a D/s dynamic there, they could just be themselves, two guys who wanted to screw each other’s brains out.