Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(42)

Mason had never had a partner like this before, where he not only didn’t have to hold back, he didn’t have to try to sate those urges, either. He had Kim for that. This was emotion and raw, hungry passion, and sex, but it was a level playing field between them.

And it was hotter than hell.

When Cole finally opened his eyes and smiled down at Mason, Mason thought the guy almost looked a little drunk from the lopsided grin on his face. He pulled his softening cock from Mason’s ass and kissed him, then kissed his way down Mason’s body to his cock.

One hand circled the base, the other cupped Mason’s balls. As Mason guided his head, Cole proceeded to lick and suck one more load out of Mason’s balls, swallowing every drop before crawling back up Mason and kissing him.

“I think we’ve used up all the hot water,” Mason said.

Cole shrugged. “Ask me if I care.”

They stared into each other’s eyes for a long, silent moment. “So how do you like having a gay boyfriend?” Mason teased.

“So far, I’m loving it.”

Mason stood and helped Cole to his feet. “Let’s wait on the ‘L-word’ discussions for now. You might hate me and this in a week when I’ve humped you into a coma.”

“See, that’s where you’re wrong. Because I watched you f*ck her ass and saw that you enjoyed it.” Cole smiled. “If you’re horny and I’m not in the mood, I’ll simply call for Kim. You realize all I have to do is point at the floor and she gets wet, right? Even if she’s not in the mood, she can’t help it. I tried experimenting yesterday, and even though she said she wasn’t in the mood for sex when I asked her before I did it, just telling her to kneel and nothing else, there she was, wet and ready and pretty soon was begging me to help her come.”

“Wow. Tony’s right. Operant-conditioning is a heartless bitch.” Mason arched an eyebrow at Cole. “What happens if that backfires on you and I manage to condition you to get horny?”

Cole kissed him. “Yeah, but what if that works both ways, buster?” He smiled. “I’ve seen you adjust your pants when you have her on her knees or over a bench. It gets you every bit as horny as it does her.”

Mason started to argue when it hit him that he couldn’t. Cole was right. “Huh. Wow.” He started to come up with another snarky comment when he yawned. “Okay, water’s cold and now I’m yawning. Let’s get to bed before I pass out.”

A few minutes later, Kim didn’t even stir when they climbed into bed. She was stretched out on the far side, so Mason got in the middle and spooned against Cole.

It felt good. Damned good.

“Good night, boyfriend,” Mason said.

Cole chuckled. “Good night to you, too, boyfriend.”





The next morning, Mason awoke before Kim or Cole. In sleep, Kim had rolled over and snuggled against him. He’d rolled over to face her, and now it was Cole spooned against his ass, Cole’s arm draped around him.

Wow.

It’d been a long, long time since he’d awakened with these kinds of aches and pains. Good aches and pains.

The kinds of aches and pains that told him he’d been well and truly f*cked in the good way.

Twenty minutes later, somehow, he’d ended up on top of Cole, f*cking his ass while Cole and Kim sixty-nined, Kim on the bottom.

He didn’t hold back either, f*cking the man hard, deep, long, enjoying every sexy moan and groan he pulled out of Cole while Kim squealed and moaned under him.

Then they collapsed on the bed again.

Mason finally got up to clean up and dispose of the condom he’d used. He didn’t like to go bareback all the time.

Kim followed him into the bathroom, and before he knew it, he had her bent over the counter, this time with his cock in her *, and Cole was sliding his cock up Mason’s ass.

Eventually, they stumbled into the shower and back to bed, where more sexytime happened.

Mason was the one to finally say it. “Let’s just skip dinner and the club tonight, huh?”

Kim leaned in and kissed him, long and hard. “Thank you, Sir.”

He smiled. “You say that now, pet. You haven’t endured a whole day of me and Cole torturing and f*cking you.”

She grinned. “You haven’t endured a whole day of me and Cole f*cking you, Sir.”

He thought about it. “Very true. Touché. But I’m looking forward to it.”

“So am I, Sir.”

They looked at Cole, who lay flat on his back, eyes closed. He peeled open an eye to look at them before he held up a thumb in agreement.





Chapter Seventeen


Mason left work at four on the nose and headed straight for I-75. He’d be meeting his mom and stepdad for dinner at a restaurant in Weston, just on the eastern end of Alligator Alley. Should take him right around three hours or so, if traffic held.

Yeah, he was selfish. He’d admit it. He didn’t want to give up a day with Kim and Cole and do this on a Saturday or a Sunday. Besides, it wasn’t like he hadn’t already driven over to Miami three times to visit with them in the first two months since his return to Florida.

He’d seen them more often in those first two months than he had in the year before he’d moved from Florida to Nebraska. Yeah, he’d flown home to visit them and his dad—and his dad’s girlfriend of the moment—during Christmas holidays while he’d lived out of state.