Blind Faith

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An Excerpt From: BLIND FAITH

Copyright © CLAIRE THOMPSON, 2008

All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

That night in bed Aidan turned to Zane. "I was thinking about what you said-about wondering what it´s like to be blind. Would you like to try it tonight?"

"What do you mean?"

"I could blindfold you while we make love."

Zane was quiet, contemplating the suggestion. Always in their lovemaking, even before the accident, Zane had been the more dominant of the two. The thought of relinquishing control, however slight, made him anxious.

Aidan, sensing his vulnerability, said quietly, "It´s a matter of trust. To be able to give over some part of yourself to me without maintaining complete control. I know that can be a little scary."

Zane looked at his lover, at the sightless beautiful blue eyes staring inward, and thought what an understatement that was. He had surrendered himself to Zane, working through his deep insecurities about his appeal as a man since the accident. His courage far outweighed the tiny leap of faith it took to permit himself to be blindfolded. "I want to try it," Zane said, and he meant it.

"Get one of my ties. Get the red one."

"The red one?" Zane laughed. "What difference does it make to you?"

"I want to imagine it. To imagine red silk over your eyes, disappearing into your dark hair." Aidan licked his lower lip, the gesture seductive and suggestive. "Go on," he said softly. "Get it."

Zane scrambled to obey, his cock jutting out from his belly as he returned and placed the blindfold in Aidan´s hand. "Lie down on your back," Aidan said, an unfamiliar command in his tone. As Zane lay back, Aidan knelt beside him, carefully smoothing the silk over his eyes and tying it behind his head.

Zane, who liked to make love with the lights on, who enjoyed seeing his lover´s reactions, was suddenly plunged into darkness. He felt his pulse quicken as he sensed his vulnerability. Aidan´s light touch on his chest made him jump.

"Relax," Aidan soothed. He stroked Zane´s chest with his fingertips. Zane started to reach out for him, but Aidan pushed his hand away. "Lie still," he ordered, though his tone was gentle. "We´re going to try something new. I know you´re used to being in control. Just for tonight, I want you to relinquish that control. Give it up to me. Can you do that?"

Zane dropped his hand to his side. The situation was novel for him, so used to directing the sexual scene with whomever he was with. Beneath the layer of lingering anxiety he had to admit a rising desire. He was curious to see where Aidan´s new-found dominance would take them.