Cali, Max, and Sean are hosting a kinky St. Patrick’s Day party for the Suncoast Society. From unicorn shibari photo shoots to crazy party games, it’s bound to be a wild night—even if Cali’s bondage-loving cat, Baxter, has been confined to a back room for the duration of the festivities.
Yet it’s not all fun and games. Before the party even happens, tragedy overshadows the evening, driving home the point that life is short and uncertain, friends are everything, and each moment should be fully appreciated. It also brings a lingering, unsettled question back to the forefront for the triad.
For tonight, they’ve been asked to carry on, and that’s what they’ll do. But as the party plays out around them, will their future path finally solidify in their minds, or will it leave them with more doubts and questions than answers?
Note: This book contains double penetration.
Happy Spank Patrick’s Day is one of the Suncoast holiday party get=together books. Our party hosts this time around are Max, Cali, and Sean. (I have noticed btw, Cali is getting very switchy, Sean much more subby. Where have all the female subs gone?) Anywho’s the book starts with our invite from Tony. (I soooo love that man *sighing happily*) I enjoy that invite, it makes me feel like part of the in-crowd.
Baxter is up to his shenanigans again, and of course, Sean is all tied up in it. (I won’t ruin the surprise, but rainbows are involved.) The party is looking like it will be huge, then tragedy strikes the Suncoast family. All I’ll say is have a hanky, a box of kleenex, or a Sir (or Ma’am) with a tear-proof t-shirt handy. There are most definitely boo-hoo moments. But the party goes on.
Tymber did an incredible job with this, as she does with every subject she brings up in her books. It’s real life, and real life is full of all kinds of stuff. There’s ups and downs, but here, The Suncoast family shows that family isn’t always about blood, but about the people who you choose and choose you. It doesn’t matter if you are gay, straight, Bi, transgender, kinky, vanilla, or any other combo, just accept people for who they are. That’s always what comes across.
Happy Spank Patrick’s Day gets 5 Spankalicious Stars
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“Wow. So far, it looks like we’ll have at least forty for the party Saturday night.” Cali looked up from her phone, from the e-mail with the latest list Tony had sent her. “And he said there are fifteen more maybes from the pool of people he allows to give maybes, or who had valid reasons for being a maybe.”
It was Thursday afternoon, and the final plans were underway.
Cali’s best friend, Essie, nodded. “That’s a good-sized party. This whole street will be packed. My guys are going to leave their vehicles at work tomorrow evening and carpool back here together in my car so people can use our driveway and yard to park in, too.”
They were sitting on Essie’s lanai. Essie’s baby boy, Eddie, lay soundly sleeping in his play crib next to her.
“I bet your mom’s looking forward to babysitting tomorrow.”
“She can’t wait.” Essie’s smile faded. “I can’t believe everything that’s happened. It feels like it was yesterday that I was flying back here from Spokane after getting that call.”
“How’s she doing?”
“The house is gorgeous. She’s finally finished everything major she wanted to do, including painting. And she baby-proofed. Eddie’s got his own room there now. It was my room. The backyard is a kid’s paradise. She looks twenty years younger, no kidding.”
Cali tipped her head as she studied her friend. “How are you doing?”
The heavy sigh hovered over the table for a long moment before disappearing. “I’m still angry” she quietly said. “More than I thought I should be. Ted finally called me out on it and I’m going to start seeing Doyle. Professionally,” she added, even though she didn’t need to. “Now that he’s back in town, he can take me on as a side client. When he’s out of town, we can have phone sessions.”
“Nothing for you to apologize for. You didn’t do anything wrong. Mom keeps apologizing, too, and I’m not even angry at her, if that sounds weird. I’m mad at my father for being a hoarder. I know that’s as irrational as hoarding is, but it’s how I feel. I see how happy Mom is now, and it sucks that she couldn’t find that happiness with the man she chose to stand beside all those years. Why he had to push us away with a mountain of garbage.”
She took a long, deep, shuddering breath. “But that’s in the past. And I need to learn to get past it. Becoming a mom sort of drove it all home for me a lot harder. Which is what Doyle’s going to try to help me with.” Essie forced a smile. “So when are we throwing Mal a baby shower? I thought we’d hear something from Chelbie by now.”
Cali thought about that. “You know, I haven’t seen either one of them online the past couple of days. I wonder if we’re holding a surprise shower or letting Mal in on it?”
“Chelbie had mentioned maybe a surprise party. But we talked before the Valentine’s Day party. I’ll need to ask her. She’s the one planning it.”
“True,” Cali said. “Chelbie’s her bestie.”
“Make sure someone talks to Tilly,” Essie said. “Find out her schedule. You know she’ll want to be there.”
“I’ll e-mail her once we talk to Chelbie,” Cali volunteered. “I know Tilly’s out of town right now. They’re not coming tomorrow night.”
“Loren and Ross will be there.”
“Ooh. That’ll be fun.”
“Loren’s added Christmas trees to her hard limits.”
Essie laughed. “I bet that’s a first.”
“With this group? I wouldn’t be too sure.”
He kissed the top of her head. “We love you, babe. You brought something into our lives we didn’t even know was missing.”
Before he knew it, she’d lowered the waistband of his shorts and had sucked his cock between her lips.
Like hell he’d fight her. He threaded his fingers through her hair and held on, slowly rocking his hips in time with her deliciously hot mouth.
“Oh, fuck, baby. Yeah.”
She slid her hands around to his ass, digging her fingers in, holding on tightly as she blew him, adding delicious, sweet pain to the pleasure she was giving him.
“Good grief,” Max said from behind him. “You talked her into it, huh?”
“No,” Sean gasped. “She did this all on her own.”
Cali let go with one hand and gave Max a thumbs-up before grabbing Sean’s ass again.
He wanted to hold on, but it felt too good. She was too good, knowing exactly how and where to lick and suck his cock, flicking her tongue along the slit, stroking the glans. It didn’t take him long before his balls drew up tight and he was shooting his load down her throat.
As he recovered, he stood there, holding her, her face pressed against his skin, stroking her hair.
Then he stared down at her, grinned, and dropped to his knees. She let out a squeak of protest as he grabbed her panties and yanked them down her legs. Then he shoved her thighs apart, pulled her forward in her seat, and started reciprocating.
Glad this is a leather chair.
He let out a startled yelp when he felt something touch his balls, and started to look back when Max grabbed him by the hair and shoved his face into her pussy again.
“Oh, no, you don’t. You keep doing what you’re doing. Don’t mind me.”
Now satisfied it wasn’t Baxter trying to take a swipe at his family jewels, Sean went back to work. With his legs hooked around Cali’s thighs and her hands buried in his hair, he flicked at her clit, laving his tongue up and town her labia, loving every moan she made and how she wiggled, tipping her hips to give him better access. Even slinging her legs over his shoulders.
Max worked Sean’s shorts lower and then Sean felt cool lube and a finger probing his ass, making him moan.
That made Cali moan in return.
It didn’t take Max long to start working his condom-clad cock into Sean’s ass, reviving interest in Sean’s cock.
“Yeah,” Cali gasped. “That’s so hot, watching you two.”
Sean closed his eyes and ate her out with gusto. No similes needed, because he set every ounce of energy he had toward making her feel good. Showing her how he felt about her.
He let out another groan as Max bottomed out inside his ass before he slapped Sean’s ass. “Yeah, buddy. You get to be the middle this morning.” Max’s fingers grabbed hold of Sean’s hips. “Enjoy, buddy. Make her come before I do, and maybe I’ll get you off a second time. Otherwise, you’re wearing a vibrating butt plug all day and you’ll be in fucking misery.”
Well, if that is how he wants to play it.
He circled her clit with his tongue before wrapping his lips around it and sucking hard. She squealed, which immediately turned into a long, low moan as she tipped over the edge.
“Aw, you fucker,” Max said. He buried his cock deep in Sean’s ass and reached around to start stroking Sean’s cock. “Guess it’s your lucky day.”
Now Sean was fucking himself back and forth between Max’s hand and cock, all while seeing if he could coax another one out of Cali. Sometimes, in the morning, they could get several out of her if they tried really hard, even though all of them were usually more of evening sex people than morning ones.
Meanwhile, Cali had a good handful of his hair, a tight grip on it that felt good in that hot sex sort of way he loved.
He loved this, them.
Everything about it.
Yes, there’d been some mornings they’d been late to work because they’d ended up having sex, the three of them.
Or one or both of them had taken her as soon as they’d walked in the door in the afternoon.
Why would he ever want to give this up? Any of it?
And that basically was the final nail in that argument.
“Come on,” Max coaxed. “Use that mouth on her. You know I love hearing you make her come for us.”
Another thing. Even though it was one or the other of them—usually, sometimes both at the same time—it was always still them.
She was theirs, just like they were hers.
Cali tipped over the edge again, and Max’s grip tightened on Sean’s cock. “Okay. Squeeze my cock with that ass of yours, buddy.” He started jacking Sean faster, harder, and Sean held onto Cali as he started fucking back against Max’s cock with gusto.
“Yeah, there’s my guy.” Sean felt the release building, a little slower this time because he wasn’t exactly a teenager anymore, but it didn’t hurt that Max’s cock, at that angle, was pressing against his prostate.
Who didn’t love a good cock in their ass?
He sure as hell did.
Cali leaned forward, stroking his hair now. “Come for us, baby,” she urged. “Give it to him.”
That did it. She always had that effect on him, whether it was the two of them tag-teaming him, or she and him ganging up on Max. Orgasm number two blasted out of him, coating Max’s hand with cum.
“There you go,” he grunted as he started moving again. He didn’t even bother wiping his hand off, grabbing Sean’s hip and fucking him hard and fast, grinding against his ass and working up to his own orgasm a few strokes later.
As they collapsed onto the office floor, Cali slid out of the chair to join them there on the carpet.
“Dude, you spooged me,” Sean mumbled.
“Technically you spooged yourself,” Max said, wiping his hand all over Sean’s back and making Cali laugh.