Liability (Suncoast Society #33)(53)

“And we’re both horny then,” she added.

“Well, there is that. That’s a good bonus for me.” Hell, his cock was already at half mast just thinking about it. Maybe Mase would enjoy a show between the two of them tonight.

I can only hope.





Mason finally shut down his laptop a little after eleven. He still had to sit in on a conference bridge call, where the vendor’s tech department was feverishly trying to figure out why their equipment was suddenly flipping out on them. It had been narrowed down to a firmware problem, but just what, no one could tell them yet. The vendor’s tech department was trying to replicate the problem on their end.

First making sure his phone was on mute, Mason pulled Cole in for a long, lingering kiss. Staring into Cole’s gorgeous blue eyes, he knew he was head over heels into the man. “Love you.”

“Love you, too, Mase.”

Then Mason reached down and hooked a finger through the front D-ring on Kim’s collar and tugged, making her sit up and look up at him.

“I love you, too, pet,” he said, enjoying the way her eyes widened in surprise.

“I love you, too, Sir.”

“I want to have some talks this weekend. The start of some serious talks. All three of us. Together.” He looked up at Cole. “We’ve only officially been together-together for a month, and I’m not saying we should all move in together tomorrow. But I love both of you. I’ve never felt more sure about anything. I’d like to start talking about where we’d like to go from here in the future.”

He made a point of focusing on Kim’s brown eyes. “For starters, I want our little group to be it. Just the three of us, and no one else. Except maybe if it’s a case of a play technique I don’t know and we talk about it first. But no sex, no sexy play, and no regular play partners outside our pack.”

She nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

He looked back to Cole for confirmation. “Hey, no complaints from me,” Cole said with a gorgeous smile. “Between the two of you, I’m exhausted in the happy way.”

Mason leaned in and kissed Kim. “Pet, go get the little red acrylic paddle from my bag. That one you don’t like.” He released her collar and she went to do it without complaint or question.

Mason reached up and palmed Cole’s bulge, which hardened under his hand. “If I signal to be quiet because I have to take the mute off, be quiet.” He smiled. “But I think our girl needs a few marks on her before we collapse tonight.”

She returned, knelt in front of him, and held up the paddle.

“Good girl.” He took it from her and laid it on the couch next to him before sitting forward and sliding off his shorts. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. “Hands and knees. Get to work on my cock.”

She practically dove for his member, which was already starting to harden. After kissing Cole again, he said, “Well, get naked and f*ck her, buddy.”

Cole grinned. “Don’t want me to save it for you?”

“Maybe I’ll f*ck one out of you in the morning while you’re f*cking her,” he said.

Mason stroked her hair with his left hand while picking up the paddle with his right. Before Cole finished stripping and got into position, Mason reached over her back and smacked her ass cheeks, hard and fast, alternating between them and making her moan around his cock.

Yep, that finished hardening him and Cole both.

“You can come as much as you want, pet,” Mason ordered her, “but you will not stop sucking my cock until I tell you to.”

Cole knelt between her legs and fed his cock into her *.

“Is she wet?” Mason asked, locking gazes with Cole.

“Fuck, yeah, she is.”

Mason smiled, watching Cole’s face, imagining it was Cole’s mouth around his cock. “Fuck her hard,” Mason said. “Ream her out and make her come.” He cupped his hand around the back of her head and eased his cock deep into her mouth, almost to the point of gagging her. He liked using this light, stingy paddle because he could also smack her upper arms with it.

Which is what he proceeded to do, making her whimper and moan, her body caught up in the tornado between pleasure and pain.

Right where he wanted her, and right where she wanted to be.

Cole held on to her waist and started thrusting hard, fast, deep, driving her deeper onto Mason’s cock with every stroke. Mason slowed his breathing, pacing himself, his cock throbbing with every smack he landed on her flesh with the paddle.

Finally, he felt her scream as her first orgasm hit and that’s when he forced her to take his cock deep into her throat, muffling her cries and almost sending him over the edge. He set the paddle aside and started actively f*cking her mouth, mirroring Cole’s rhythm and driving deep as Cole withdrew, giving her no respite now that she’d slid over the edge into that abyss, her body at their mercy.

“Fuck our slutty little pet,” Mason gasped, trying to hold back until Cole came and knowing Cole could hold back even longer than him. “She’s going to go to bed tonight filled at both ends with our cum, just like a good little pet should.”

“Wish I had the energy tonight to work up a second load to put in her ass,” Cole said. Kim moaned again at his words, both of them turning Mason’s crank even harder.