Lean on Me
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by Julia Talbot
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: Aiden has a special, and sometimes downright annoying talent. He doesn't mind being psychic, but it is a pain in the butt when it starts to affect his sex life. He thinks he might have found the answer in a club called the Bloodrose, a place where guys like him can find some companionship. Werewolf and control freak Jared thinks that Aiden might be the most interesting customer who has ever come into the club. He also thinks he's got the perfect solution to Aiden's little problem. Can he make Aiden believe that it's okay to let go when someone is there to catch you?
eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Single Shot, 2011 www.torquerepress.com
eBookwise Release Date: June 2011
17 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [51 KB]
Reading time: 29-41 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"This is the biggest of the common rooms, sir. There's informal dining here, and drinks. It's the most public of the rooms, and often there will be a show."
The kid giving Aiden the full-on tour of the club named Bloodrose wasn't doing any kind of hard sell. He was a pleasant-looking vamp of about twenty-five, so he didn't have that jaded thing going on yet. You could tell he liked his job, though, and for some reason he really liked the common room.
The place smelled good. Expensive. He wasn't like a vamp or a werewolf or whatever; he couldn't distinguish each scent. The food smelled good, though. Fresh, not greasy and old. There was this air of musk, too, of male need and anticipation. It made him shift, hoping his burgeoning hard-on wasn't starting to show.
"Cady and Jonas are doing a show tonight. You picked a great night for your tour."
"I did, huh?" He had no idea what a Cady and Jonas were, but he could tell that his tour guide liked them and their show. He didn't even have to lean to feel that.
"Oh, yeah. You would never believe that Jonas would sub if you saw him out in public. That's the best part of a private club. The shows."
Huh. Aiden hoped that wasn't true. He hoped that the best part of the club was what he'd been told by a relatively close acquaintance. He hoped to be matched up with someone who had the skills to deal with Aiden's particular issues.
He was never going to get to have sex again if he couldn't get shit under control. It was just too dangerous. Hell, even the government considered him a risk.
Speaking of which, his cell phone buzzed in his pocket, and he took it out, glancing at the number before turning it off. Nope. No business calls right now.
"That concludes the tour, sir. Did you have any questions?"
"No, I think it's all pretty clear. My final interview is not until tomorrow..."
"Yes, sir. The floor manager told me to make sure you were comfortable. Would you like to dine in the dining room, or have something light out here in the main room and enjoy the show?"
Oh. Man. The dining room would undoubtedly be safer. It was formal, had lots of leather and manly colors, and there were no half-naked studs sitting on other guys' laps, being fed on or loved on or whatever like there were here in the main room...
Yeah. Uhn. The dining room was safe, this was hot.
"I'll just stay in here, if that's all right." ENDEXCERPT