Vulnerable [Suncoast Society] (Suncoast Society #29)(15)

“What are you doing tomorrow night?” Keith asked. “We can meet you over at the club. Fridays are usually a little less crowded.”

“Date night with Laurel,” he said, “but this is her mom’s weekend to have her. I’ll be free Saturday night.”

“Scott has to work Saturday night,” Keith said, “but I can meet you and Jesse over there.”

“And me,” Noel added, with an adorable pout shot Keith’s way.

“Maybe,” Keith said. “If you feel up to it.”

“Oh. True. I’m a definite maybe,” she said.

Then Leo’s cell rang. After glancing at it, he rose. “Sorry. I’ll be right back.” He was answering it as he walked out of the dining room and toward the living room.

Noel leaned in. “Well?” she whispered.

Jesse tried to stay noncommittal. “I just met him. Yeah, he seems like a nice guy. I’m definitely attracted to him.”

“He’s a recently out and virgin Dom,” Keith softly joked. “You don’t get them much rarer than that.”

After a couple of minutes, Leo returned, a smile on his face. “Sorry. Nightly call with Laurel.”

“That’s great that you can talk to her every day,” Jesse said.

“Yeah. There’s been some tension between her mom and me, understandably. Eva isn’t happy this is happening and is trying to stall the divorce.” He slipped his phone back into his pocket and retook his seat.

Jesse felt a little guilty about what might be perceived as pressuring the guy earlier. “You know, we don’t have to go to the club Saturday night if you don’t want to. We could grab dinner or a movie or something.”

Leo snorted. “It’d be nice to see something that wasn’t put out by Pixar or Disney for a change,” he said. “Not that I mind those movies, but I can’t tell you how many times I’ve seen Finding Nemo and Cars. Too many times to count.”

“Just keep swimming,” Jesse teased. “I actually love those kinds of movies. The animation fascinates me.”

“Yeah.” Leo looked up, locking gazes with Jesse. Those gorgeous blue eyes of Leo’s hardened Jesse’s cock.

He wanted to drop to his knees right there and—

Whoa. Wait. Slow, remember? Go slow.

“So what does it take to get into this club?” Leo asked. “Do I need to know a secret handshake or something?”

Jesse smiled. “Nope. Just money and a photo ID.”

“Jeans and a button-up shirt are fine,” Keith said, anticipating the next most commonly asked question by a newbie.





Leo couldn’t believe he was actually thinking about doing this.

More, he couldn’t believe the visceral attraction he already felt toward Jesse. Whether it was loneliness or hormones or the revelation that there really were people out there like him who wanted the same things he wanted, he didn’t know.

Part of him didn’t care.

Part of him wanted to sling caution to the wind and say f*ck it and go for it.

The other side of him, the father, struggled to rein in horny, hormonal Leo and keep him on a painfully short leash.

“What time?” Leo asked.

“Well, we frequently go out to dinner with several friends in the lifestyle first,” Keith said. “Sigalo’s. Know where that is?”

“Yeah, I’ve been there before. You mean friends who are kinky, too?”

“Yes. Might be a good way to ease your toe into the BDSM pool before we get to the club. That way, you’ll already know several people before we even get there.” Keith shrugged. “Or you might decide by the time dinner’s over that it’s not your thing and part company with us for the night. That’s cool, too.”

“No, I think I’d like to go. Do they allow sex?”

Jesse grinned. “No, just some sexy kinds of play. It’s not a sex club.”

“Now I’m confused.”

“You’ll have to see it to understand,” Keith said. “Lots of sexy kinds of play can be done without it actually being sex.”

By the time they finished dinner, showed Leo a few things in their home dungeon, and sat around and talked for another couple of hours, it was after ten and Jesse needed to go home. He had to get up early in the morning for work.

Leo waited until Jesse had left to turn to Keith. “So you’re not just fixing me up with a gay guy, but a kinky gay guy?”

Keith wore a knowing smirk. “I’ve been doing this long enough, I’m pretty good at reading people.” His smirk faded. “Jesse’s a good guy. He went through a rough patch with a creep and is rebuilding his life. I know you have your priorities straight—no pun intended. I think the two of you might be a good match. As friends if nothing else.”

“Maybe.”

“It looked like to me there were sparks flying between you two.”

“What time Saturday at Sigalo’s?”

“Seven.” He clapped Leo on the shoulder. “You won’t even have to pass the Tilly test, but June will be there, I believe, and so will Eliza. They’re just as good.”

“The what?”

Noel giggled. “You’ll have to wait and see.”