Bronwyn is turning a lot of years old next month. She's partying hard on facebook and giving away books and gift cards all mouth long.
Here's a sample.
Fingers locked, skin to skin. Brain felt the weight of John on him, loved it in fact, as the other man leant in close, brushed stubble against stubble, sparking a fire in his jaw that radiated through his body.
They panted against each other, living in the aftershocks of orgasm and exercise that always came with lovemaking. Brain shifted his arms, bringing them from above his head, letting the ache easy, but his fingers still stayed locked with John, that connection wasn’t going to be lost, not while he flew.