Unlocking Love

Unlocking Love Scarlet Blackwell Published by Scarlet Blackwell at Smashwords Copyright 2010 Scarlet Blackwell Discover other titles by Scarlet Blackwell at smashwords.com http://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/scarletblackwell

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UNLOCKING LOVE

Stephen turned around from the window as Austin came in with lunch. His servant nodded – silent more often than not – and began laying the table. Stephen watched him silently. Stephen knew that people thought he was a cold and self-interested master. Sexless, loveless, friendless. He was a cripple, limping from a childhood riding accident which broke his left leg. He ruled his household staff firmly but fairly, not friendly but always polite. He invited no familiarity; no one called him by his first name. But beneath the frigid exterior burned a passionate heart. His eyes travelled lustfully over the servant’s tall, slender figure in his fitting frock coat and tight breeches. Austin was twenty-five, ten years his junior. He had the face of an angel, with flawless, milk-white, almost translucent skin. His eyes were large, a startling ocean blue, and framed with thick, dark lashes, and his lips like a perfect, pink rosebud. With glossy, raven hair slicked back with oil, it was enough to drive Stephen nearly from his mind. Stephen bit his lip as he felt his cock stiffen. I will end up hanging for you but if I could just touch you once, it would be worth it. Sometimes he longed to be tender towards his servant, wrapped around him in his huge, empty bed. Other times he imagined behaving like a beast, sweeping dishes from the table violently, forcing Austin face down amongst the wreckage and taking him roughly, masterfully, making him scream with pleasure and beg for more. It was love either way; his violently pounding heart told him that as he studied his servant. Still, he saw no interest in those implacable blue eyes, even if he had been brave enough. I wish you knew the way you spear my frozen heart and set it melting. Stephen drew himself up stiffly and cleared his throat, folding his arms behind his back as he moved across the room. ‘Thank you, Austin.’ The

servant inclined his head respectfully and turned away. Stephen had never seen Austin smile and now never would. He had never seen Austin betray the slightest flicker of emotion. How perfect they would have been together, he thought sardonically. ‘One moment please, Austin.’ His servant turned back, waiting. Stephen’s hands trembled behind his back. ‘I’ve got some bad news for you. I’m going to have to let you go.’ He waited to see the first ever glimmer of feeling on Austin’s face and was not disappointed. Austin broke. His jaw dropped. He was human after all. ‘I don’t understand,’ he stammered. ‘Why? Is it my work?’ ‘No, Austin,’ Stephen murmured. Slivers of regret pierced him. ‘Then why?’ Austin implored, hands clasped together. ‘Sir, I have family who rely on my employment.’ His blue eyes were full of tears and his pale cheeks bright with colour. ‘I’m sorry.’ A lump in Stephen’s throat like an apple almost choked him. Oh God, this wasn’t the way I wanted it to go. ’Please get your things together. You’ll be paid three months’ severance.’ Austin shook his head. ‘Tell me what I’ve done wrong. Whatever it is, I can rectify the situation, Sir. Only please don’t send me away, I beg you.’ He stepped forward. They were closer than they had ever been before. Stephen stepped backwards; bumping the edge of the table. The glasses on it trembled musically. Austin’s proximity and the sight of his servant unravelling before his eyes was unbearable. ‘I’m sorry,’ he said again helplessly. ‘You’ll get an excellent reference. You won’t struggle to find another position.’ ‘I don’t want another position,’ Austin cried. He brought his hands up against Stephen’s chest, fingers clutching the fine material of his coat. ‘I only want to be beneath you.’ Stephen stared. Austin’s touch seared him through his clothes. His breath froze in his throat. ‘If you send me away, I’ll go away broken-hearted.’ Stephen’s heart stuttered. He lifted his hands, curling his fingers around Austin’s. It was the first time they had ever touched. The air crackled with tension. Stephen breathed, ‘If I send you away, I’ll break my own heart.’ There was a heavy silence, gazes locked. Austin squeezed Stephen’s fingers hard. He looked as if he would cry, his pale face drawn and anxious, pupils hugely dilated in his ocean eyes. ‘Don’t be afraid,’ Stephen whispered. Austin shook his head and ran a nervous tongue over his lips. Aching with need, Stephen cupped Austin’s cheek in one large hand and moved to finally take what he wanted. Austin gave a soft moan as Stephen kissed him and wrapped his arms around Stephen’s neck. His mouth was everything Stephen had dreamed of: soft, succulent and passionate, setting every cell in his body ablaze. He clasped Austin to him, the bulge in his lover’s breeches pressing against his own stiffening cock. It was almost too much to feel the evidence of Austin’s desire for him right there; he didn’t know how he would last. Stephen pushed Austin backwards and lifted him onto the table, sweeping away the dishes and glasses in his path with a resounding clatter. Austin gasped in excitement as Stephen pushed his thighs apart to stand between them. Stephen fumbled at his servant’s breeches, withdrawing Austin’s rigid cock. Austin bucked his hips, his chest heaving, almost surprised gasps spilling from his mouth as Stephen touched him. Austin’s thick, silky length in his fingers made Stephen ever harder. He stepped back, pulled off Austin’s patent leather boots and yanked his servant’s breeches and linen drawers down. He dropped to his knees between Austin’s legs and licked away the pearl drop glistening at the end of Austin’s cock, savouring its taste. Austin shivered. Naked below the waist, his pale skin was a stunning contrast with the dark mahogany. Stephen looked up at him, his hands stroking his parted thighs. ‘You’re so beautiful,’ he whispered, hand encircling the base of Austin’s shaft together with his balls. They were like two ripe plums. Stephen sucked each one in turn. Austin groaned loudly. He grabbed a handful of Stephen’s hair as Stephen swallowed his cock deeply, drawing back, leaving it glistening with saliva. Stephen flicked his tongue over the swollen, rosy head, watching the pleasure on his lover’s face. ‘Take the rest of your clothes off.’ Austin, breathing heavily, blue eyes huge with anticipation, was quick to obey. He stripped off his coat, waistcoat, cravat and shirt, revealing a smooth, lean torso, a line of dark hair tracking down the centre of it to the neat thatch between his strong thighs. Stephen shuddered with pleasure. He gripped Austin’s hips, pulling him to the edge of the table, spreading his legs ever wider. Then he sucked on one finger and probed between Austin’s ripe cheeks, stroking the tight entrance. Austin moaned and caught his breath as Stephen’s finger speared him. Stephen stood. He sucked one tiny, pink nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it, leaving it a stiff, wet peak. Austin writhed with abandon against Stephen, wrapping his legs around his hips. His hands worked Stephen’s breeches open boldly, pushing them down, exposing the scars on his leg. Stephen almost drew back in fear but Austin appeared not to notice. He was more interested in Stephen’s cock. The touch of Austin’s delicate hand around his shaft drove Stephen into a frenzy. He thought he would explode. ‘Please,’ Austin gasped, straining against him. ‘Fuck me.’ Stephen pressed a kiss to Austin’s swollen mouth. ‘My pleasure.’ He cast around on the table behind his lover before he located a dish of halfmelted butter. Austin’s breath hitched with barely-contained desire as he watched Stephen’s fingers delve into the dish, smearing a little over his cock before rubbing slowly around Austin’s entrance. Austin grasped Stephen’s shaft, pulling him closer, guiding him. Stephen held Austin’s hips hard, devouring his mouth as he penetrated his lover to the hilt in one slick slide. Austin cried out. His thighs clenched around Stephen, heels drumming into his back. They kissed desperately, tongues tangling as Stephen drove into him, feeling the shudders of pleasure shaking Austin’s body with each thrust. The table trembled and creaked beneath them, more dishes crashing to the floor. Austin’s head fell back. His hands clutched Stephen’s backside, urging him on, pulling him ever deeper. His hard cock, trapped between their bodies, leaked onto his taut stomach. ‘Oh Sir, Sir…’ he gasped breathlessly. Stephen bit lightly at his sweat-dewed throat. ‘My name is Stephen.’ He reached down and enclosed Austin’s cock, jerking it swiftly. Austin trembled violently. ‘Stephen, Stephen…’

Hearing his first name this way on the lips of this beautiful man completely undid him. He came helplessly, spilling himself in a torrent. Austin’s muscles clenched hard around him, milking every last drop from Stephen as Austin came in a rush, spurting ribbons of white across his own chest and stomach. They collapsed together, gasping for breath, forehead pressed against forehead, holding each other. Stephen’s hands framed Austin’s face as he looked into his eyes. ‘I never dreamed you would ever reciprocate. Forgive me for being so cowardly as to try and send you away. I am your most ardent servant.’ His heart swelled with emotion. He hid his face against Austin’s neck. The things people said about him were wrong. He had needed Austin to unlock the passion and love lying dormant within him. They would never be locked away again. Society and the law mattered not one jot to him. Love was love and no man could control who he loved. The only thing he cared about was proving his love for Austin. Austin’s fingers combed through Stephen’s hair. Even now the master was still hard inside him. Austin pressed his pelvis forward a little and Stephen caught his breath. He lifted his head, his pale green eyes twinkling in amusement, a smile on his so usually stern face, teeth white and even. ‘You want more? Was that not enough?’ Austin smiled and the sensation on his face was foreign to him but it seemed to have an effect on Stephen. The master caught him fiercely and kissed him passionately. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to get enough of you, not ever, Austin thought, as the master dropped to his knees.

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About the author Scarlet writes erotic romance, both m/m and m/f. You can check out her books at: http://scarletblackwell.com/default.aspx