Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(44)

Another little ripple of pleasure streaked through her as she moaned. He’d changed the vibration setting again. Still not enough to make her come, just get her really, really close.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

She tried to mumble an assent around his cock and knew he’d understand her.

He did, chuckling. “Sir’s going to get a good report from me if you keep this up, baby.”

“Mmm…”





Cole wished Mason was with them. That he could stare into the man’s hazel eyes, read the dark passion there as they controlled her body.

The other night they’d tied her up, stuffed her ass with a butt plug and her * with the vibrating egg, and turned her around while they stretched out on either side of her in the bed, kissing each other as they made her take turns sucking their cocks. Between kissing each other, they took turns licking and sucking on her clit.

The evil grin on Mason’s face when he’d come up for another kiss from Cole, his lips tasting like her juices, and him softly suggesting they get her a clit hood piercing to make things even more interesting for all three of them.

The way his own cock had throbbed at that thought even though she hadn’t currently had her mouth around his shaft.

The memory of coming home the other night to find Mason sitting on his couch, watching TV while Kim was on her knees, naked, hands bound behind her and Mason’s cock down her throat.

Dropping everything in the chair to kneel behind her, shove his pants down, and slide his cock inside her wet *.

Then his own moans as Mason had got up and changed positions, knelt behind him, donned a lubed condom and then slid his cock up Cole’s ass to f*ck him…

Cole’s eyes dropped closed as he thumbed the controller to high, deep-throated her, and came down her throat as her moans as she tumbled over the edge added to his pleasure. He let her writhe on the bed for a couple of minutes before taking mercy on her and shutting off the controller. He reached down, unclipped her wrists and ankles, and snuggled her against his side.

“Love you, baby,” he whispered.

“Love you, too,” she whispered back.





Mason had never been to this restaurant before, but his mom had picked it. Part of a country club they were members of, it sat on the edge of a wetland and overlooked a beautiful lake that reflected the deep purples of the last vestiges of sunset.

They were already there when Mason arrived, and had been seated a few minutes earlier. When the hostess led him back to the table, Mason was more than a little surprised to see a third person sitting with them, his back to Mason.

As Mason walked up, he realized the guy wasn’t bad-looking. When his mom spotted him, she smiled and stood to give him a hug.

“There you are. Sweetie, this is Carlos Santiago. He’s a friend of ours.”

Carlos stood, just an inch or so taller than Mason, and extended his hand with a smile. “Nice to meet you, Mason. Your mom has told me a lot about you.”

“Nice to meet you, too.” Hell, a couple of months ago it would have been damned nice to meet the guy. Black hair, large, brown eyes, swarthy complexion, and that barest trace of a Cuban Spanish accent that told Mason the guy was probably born in the States to parents who’d come to Miami from Cuba.

Dressed nicely, too. To the nines. Mason had worn slacks and a button-up shirt to work today and that’s what he still wore, but he felt dowdy compared to this guy.

Mason shook with his stepdad, Hank, before taking the chair across from his mom and to Carlos’ left side.

And Mason knew exactly what his mom had planned from her pleased smile.

Great.

Mason couldn’t really explain to her that he was in a relationship right then. He still needed to have quite a few talks with Cole and Kim since their previous dynamic had slid off the road and into a beautifully smooth ditch before he could announce anything definite to his parents about his relationship status.

Not that he usually made a big deal about that to begin with.

He supposed his parents could have been real *s when he came out, but they hadn’t. They’d used up their animosity toward each other to the point that they hadn’t had anything more negative than a shoulder-shrugging reaction to his news that he was gay.

Which he wasn’t complaining about.

But…

As the conversation bounced around, his mom doing everything but trying to coerce the two of them into a wedding date, he felt worse and worse for Carlos. Sure, he would have gladly gone out with the man, maybe even gone to bed with him…before.

Before Kim and Cole.

Hell, even a few weeks ago.

Before.

Before being Kim’s Dominant had transformed into Cole becoming his boyfriend as a beautifully unexpected part of the deal.

They sat there for a couple of hours before his mom claimed that it was late and they had to go, but welcomed the two men to remain and sit and…chat.

Get to know each other.

Once his parents left, Mason decided to get it over with as soon as possible. They paid their tab and headed out to the screened deck overlooking the lake. As they leaned against the railing, Mason bit the bullet.

“Listen, I need to be honest with you,” Mason said. “My mom doesn’t know this, but I’m sort of in a…complicated relationship.”