#SexySnippets ~ Creation

My seven this week come from my in-progress m/m story, Our Piece of Sky, once again. 

This excerpt finds Joseph Gilante on a narrow scaffold in an empty building with the hot younger man he's vowed not to touch, but whom he has hired to paint clouds on the ceiling for his friend Teague. These are some of Joe's unruly thoughts while Manny's kneeling at his feet, looking at the how-to guide Teague has found in a magazine.

The image, The Creation of Adam, was one that always made me ache. Maybe the churning emotions the picture evoked were due to the sensuality of the almost-touch from the Creator. Maybe it was the nude male figure, the posture so masculine—one leg drawn up to expose his genitals without shame. Maybe I wanted to believe that God had, indeed, made all men in His image, gay and straight. I didn't have to study art or hang out with an artist to know the power in the image was in the gap between those two outstretched fingers. That slight separation was where the excitement lay; the tingle-inducing power of anticipated touch. And from there, such a small leap for me to see those fingers as cocks, extended and aching.
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#SexySnippets ~

Happy Mother's Day!

Seven more from Our Piece of Sky:

I lowered my eyes to the keys in my hand. Willa had fired a few for failing to remember the rule. No one was to suspect the 'escorts' were gay. Male competition for females was the backbone of her little setup, and the money she paid underwrote my clothing habit.

“You should go after what you want.” Stepping away from my truck, the man shoved his hands in his pants pockets, sauntering across the lot like he took his tux for a walk every day around sundown.

I stared at his reflection, puzzling over what he meant. 

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Fluffers and Fillies #SexySnippets

Welcome to another Sunday of Sexy Snippets. This week, my seven come from the opening of my story for the Goodreads M/M Romance group's annual Dear Author event, Love Has No Boundaries. If you're unfamiliar with the event, readers write prompts for the stories they'd like to read. Authors then choose their prompt and have two months to knock out a story. If you're interested in joining the group, the largest active group on Goodreads and completely devoted to discussions of M/M romance, you can request to join here. 

It would seem all roads lead to Carmine House, the setting from  Forceful Negotiations, my latest release, since two supporting character from that book, Manny "Curt' Curtis and Joseph Gilante, become the main characters in Our Piece of Sky. The main characters from Forceful Negotiations and Breaking Glass, the Carmine Club prequel, Teague Tillis, Cameron Calloway, Jillian and Dylan Carmichael, and Wentworth Morgan show up as supporting characters in this story.

What? I always said it was a small town. <grin> Getting smaller every day.

For more about what goes on at Carmine House, click here.

I left Carmine House as I always do, by the back door. Also par for the course, I was seven hundred and fifty dollars richer and in awe of the lengths people will go to in order to satisfy their need for kink.

If I had to describe the job I perform for Willa Seachrist, I’d have to say it’s a cross between a fluffer and a body guard. You heard me right. Fluffer, as in the task performed on behalf of the porn industry—getting dicks hard for the camera. Although, there’s no dick-sucking at Carmine House.

Not by us anyway; we 'escorts' as Willa calls us, just get her little fillies wet and ready to be fucked.

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Six Sentence Sunday - Using Broken Wings to Fly

Using Broken Wings to Fly

He smelled like starch and saw grass and he tasted like peppermint sin. If that wasn’t a flavor, someone needed to make it, George decided, as their kiss heated up. Slipping his hand beneath Oliver’s blazer, George grabbed Oliver’s ass, pulling him into his body. Their thighs interlocked like gears in an expensive wristwatch, and his cock began to fill as he felt the other man’s do the same. He moved his hips slightly, enjoying their stolen bump-and-grind.

“You two look like the intersection of Get a Shave and Rent a Room.”

This story was written for the Goodreads Dear Author challenge, which is an annual event where readers post photo prompts and up to six verbal prompts per image, and writers are allowed to write the story  that calls to them--assuming they get there first! It was a lot like trying to grab the perfect wedding dress at Filene's. I didn't get a prompt in the initial go-round, but this one was turned back in by another writer who couldn't finish by the deadline, so I got to participate after all. The story will be a free read upon 'publication' on Goodreads.

My prompt was:  

How did they expect him to retouch this damaged photo? George sighed and carefully rubbed at a spot. Great, this was one of Lucian LeTour’s rare remaining photos. The restorer hated feeling like he failed in his task. The photo seemed damaged beyond repair.


George rubbed around the downcast eyes.


The eyes flicked upward. They stared in terror.


George lunged back in alarm.


“Help me. Please help me. They know where I hide. Help me.” 

I made a video rather than a regular blurb. Enjoy! 

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