Hello, wonderful Seductive Studs & Sirens bloghoppers! Welcome to another Saturday where we give you a nice taste of LGBT erotica, romance and erotic romance.
This week is a continuation of my Blake/Dusty Chronicles. This snippet is from #6, Dusty Takes Control.
What with Blake’s breakdown, Dusty assumes complete control of his boy, his sole purpose that of bringing Blake out of the darkness he has sunk into. On the morning after he fell apart, Blake agrees to go downstairs to breakfast.
As Blake and I left his room, he walked behind me, though whether that was to use me as a shield or because he had been told a sub walked behind his master, I could not tell. “Walk with me,” I encouraged, taking his hand and pulling him to my side. Once again, at my touch, he seemed to relax.
When we got to the bottom of the stairs, I barely held back a chuckle. Theresa was waiting by the door to the dining room, leaning forward. At first I wasn’t sure how she wasn’t falling until I saw Brian’s hands at her waist. As Blake’s eyes met hers, some sort of understanding seemed to pass between them. It hit me that Theresa was not just like his mother. She was his mother in everything but blood.
“Blake,” she whispered, holding out her arms.
He looked at me, his expression wistful and fearful at the same time. I squeezed his hand and pulled him around till he faced me. In a low voice she could not hear, I asked, “Are you ready for her to hug you?” It would be a bit like standing in front of a bull going after the red flag, but I would place myself between Theresa and her son if he needed it.