Here is a list of all the authors flashing this week, along with a brief snippet from their latest free work. Click the link after the snippet to be taken to the complete story on the author’s home page.
Moving Forward #72 (17.4) by Julie Lynn Hayes
Lee repeated the same ministration on Marshall’s other nipple, then sucked at it fiercely. Only the cockring that held him in check kept Marshall from exploding prematurely.
Never pausing for breath, Lee continued to kiss his way down Marshall’s chest and stomach, his fingers caressing and stroking every inch of flesh he could reach.
Marshall wished his hands were free so he could touch Lee. Not being able to was the most exquisite torture. He writhed beneath Lee’s touch, arching into him, waiting for him to reach his cock and touch it. But when he came to Marshall’s groin,
The Waterlord Prequel by Ravon Silvius
Nathan stood on the deck, completely absorbed in whatever he was doing, which didn’t appear to be anything but looking at the sky. Tom felt a strange kinship for a second. Hadn’t that been what he was doing only a moment before?
He shook it off quickly, though. Nathan didn’t seem interested in the rain as much as the horizon itself. Tom didn’t have any idea how Nathan could see anything, but his gaze still remained fixed far ahead.
The Secret Sanctuary: Part 4 by Johayan
It wasn’t that I forgot about the appointment with Chris this morning as much as I just didn’t remember.
The last few days had been non-stop drama with lots of information faxed over to my attorney preparing the lawsuit against Kate, preparing to fire her at the end of the day Friday, then having the security company come in and change all the locks and security codes.
It wasn’t until I got into the office and looked at the schedule for the day that I remembered the appointment with Chris and the shuffling of Liz’s schedule.
Buy One, Get Two and Three: Chapter 45 by Carol Pedroso
Daniel looked around and wondered when he’d wandered into wonderland. His brother apparently had a team that knew how to clean a crime scene so well no one would ever know anything had happened there. The same team had apparently rescued him and Silas from Harold. He really wished he remembered more of that night. Maybe then he wouldn’t feel so blindsided by all that had happened. And, of course, the cherry on the cake was the tracker Toby had had planted in his body. Had it helped find him? Yes. Did that make it okay? No!