Vulnerable [Suncoast Society] (Suncoast Society #29)(14)


Keith’s expression turned serious. “Absolutely.”

Leo took a deep breath. “Toward the end of my marriage, when I knew I had to divorce Eva, the only way I could even think about performing was by being totally in charge in bed. Which was okay, because she’d liked that. But I had to fantasize about guys the whole time. About…doing things.”

Jesse looked hopeful. “Spankings?”

Leo nodded.

“Tying them up and doing whatever you wanted to them?” Noel helpfully suggested.

Leo nodded.

Scott wore an evil grin. “Putting him on his knees with his hands clipped behind him and forcing him to suck your cock before you f*ck his ass?”

Leo knew his face had to be red, but he nodded.

Keith chuckled and reached over to touch Scott’s shoulder. “I told you I’d do that to you later, boy,” he gently said before ruffling Scott’s hair.

“Exactly what kind of club are we talking about?” Leo asked.

“Venture,” Keith said. “It’s a BDSM club in town.” He nodded toward Jesse. “And that’s how we know Jesse.”

Maybe Leo would have to rethink how fast he wanted to move with this man. Now that it was sinking in the man seated across the table from him enjoyed receiving the kinds of fantasies that he’d resorted to for keeping his own cock hard while with Eva, he was starting to realize the potential.

“You like…that?” Leo asked Jesse.

Jesse grinned. “Nothing I love better than going to sleep with a well-beaten ass. Other than going to sleep with a well-beaten and well-f*cked ass.”

Fuck…me…

Keith grinned. “So, Leo. It would seem you might be more interested in making a new friend than you previously thought you were before, am I right?”

Leo nodded, now unable to take his eyes off the younger man before him. Jesse was twenty-eight, but Leo would have guessed he was older from the way he comported himself. The guy had a stable job, plans for his future, was a hard worker.

He was also hot as f*ck.

“After dinner,” Keith said, “I’ll show you our playroom.”

“Playroom?” Leo didn’t pull his gaze from Jesse’s gorgeous brown eyes. The harder Leo looked, now he spotted little flecks of amber in them.

“Home dungeon. Nothing fancy, and we can’t keep it set up all the time, but I can show you a few things once we finish eating.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

Jesse’s smile widened. “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t mind breaking in a new Top. Especially a guy as hot as you.”

Leo’s gut clenched in the good way. In a way it…well, never had before.

Ever.

Leo wanted to drag this guy to a bedroom right now, put him on his knees, dig a fist into his hair, and f*ck his mouth hard and fast until Jesse’s lips were swollen and he had sucked Leo’s balls dry.

Aaannnd now his cock was really hard. Throbbing. Aching.

“I think you rendered him speechless, Sir,” Noel playfully said as she picked up her glass of ginger ale and took a sip.

Leo nodded.





Holy crap.

Jesse wasn’t one to top from the bottom. He hated that. He preferred to get his hard limits stated and out of the way and trust his Top not to violate them.

But this guy…this guy had never been into BDSM before. This man had the potential to be the Dom of Jesse’s dreams. He could enlist his friends to help the man learn safe, fun ways of playing.

They could explore things together. It wasn’t often Jesse got to teach a Dominant new tricks.

As dinner wore on, Jesse found himself quickly and dangerously tipping into a very strong attraction for the man. Leo asked a lot of questions, good questions, the kind a reasonable person should ask.

Every question led to another, and another, taking them down the rabbit hole and into the depths of BDSM until Leo finally sat back and laughed.

“Honestly? I thought the conversation I had with Laurel last weekend was the weirdest of my life and would never be topped. And now…this.”

“What conversation was that?” Noel asked.

Leo recounted a story about his daughter asking if her mom was also going to start dating women. “So here I am, standing there, shocked. What was I supposed to say? ‘No, Mommy and Daddy both like the peen?’ I don’t think so.”

Leo pointed at Noel, who unsuccessfully tried to hide her snickers behind her hand. “Just wait. This is the kind of stuff you three have to look forward to in a few years. Maybe not that, but enjoy.”

She dropped her hand but she still wore a playful smile. “Sorry. I can just imagine that conversation, though, and how you must have looked.”

“I am sooo not prepared for all of this,” Leo said. “Hell, I’m still learning to figure myself out as a gay man, and now you guys tell me that not only am I not alone in the things I thought were wrong for all of these years, but I’m actually normal and on the mild end of the scale.”

“That pretty much sums it up,” Noel said. “I can’t speak authoritatively about the gay man stuff,” she said, “But you’re embarking on the wackiest and most fulfilling journey of your life at this point. Finding the real you and what’s going to make you truly happy.”

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