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Warmth. Lips and tongue teasing, coaxing. G.T. swam up out of the depths of sleep to return the kiss in full, lifting his hands to slide into Brian's hair, soft and still slightly damp from his shower. "Mmm," G.T. murmured, "I love having you for an alarm clock."
Brian laughed and nuzzled his way around G.T.'s jaw to his ear, and bit down hard on the lobe.
G.T.'s cock was fully awake now, even if G.T. was still a little dreamy. "Oh, fuck," he gasped, "do we have time...?"
Brian's hand closed over G.T.'s cock. G.T. arched into the touch, loving the rasp of Brian's callouses. "No," Brian said regretfully. "You have an early meeting, you said, and rumor had it there's going to be an inspection at my site today, so I'd better be on time." Brian kissed G.T. again. "We can meet for lunch?"
G.T. sighed. "Let's skip lunch and meet for a nooner," he said. "Come to my office and we'll lock ourselves in the copier room again."
Brian grinned and gave G.T.'s cock one last squeeze before he released it. "It's a date," he promised. He seemed about to say more, but then glanced at the clock and cursed. "Gotta run. Love you, babe." He gave G.T. a last, hurried kiss, then jogged out of the room and their apartment.
G.T. rolled over and peered out the window, watching until he saw Brian emerge onto the street and continue his jog down the block toward the bus station. G.T. smiled and stretched, and wondered if this hard-on was going to subside before his presentation, and whether he had any pants that would be resistant to both come stains and copier toner...
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Awww, I hope they enjoy their "lunch". Thank you, Elizabeth, for giving us this little peek into their morning.
Elizabeth Brooks is the author of Of One Mind and "Of Sound Mind", and her newest novella, Safe Harbor, is due out from Torquere Press in July. Find her work here, and all of her latest news at her LJ blog.
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Friday, May 20, 2011
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Torquere Charity Sip Blitz Collection Review #1

The Torquere authors have agreed to donate their proceeds from these medical themed stories to Doctors Without Borders, matched by the publisher, so I can have some smuts and help others at the same time - sweet!
First off, I wish that this file had anchors in it, those helpful internal linkies that let you get to story # whatever and then (also important) Back To Top. Yeah, I can navigate without in a big PDF file with some effort, but why should I have to? Maybe it messes the other formats? I dunno, let's run it through Calibre and find out.
I have the collection of twenty-eight stories, so it's probably going to take a bit to get to them all. Lots of familiar faces and a bunch of authors I haven't read yet, and a couple of first publications, and a theme big enough to get your teeth into, and there should be all kinds of adventures in here. I'm reading in order (see grumbles about navigating, might as well make it easy on myself).
Live by the Sword -- Lee Benoit
Cute - first story I've read with the dragon-dogs, although they were bit players here. A more serious subplot with a twelve-year-old named Bug, which kind of says a lot about his homelife, resolved off-screen but well, and the vet and the blinded researcher were hot together, although I'm still having trouble believing in one particular aspect of the sex. In order to see the real dragon-dog action, I'll need to read the others.
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Of Sound Mind -- Elizabeth Brooks
This is could be a really good story, but the author hit one of my major stomach-turning themes. Say "soul-mate" and I don't care WHAT goes with it, I'm gone. Sorry, Elizabeth, I can't say anything intelligent here. Next time, okay? DNF
How Did I Lose My Passport – and Find My Love -- JM Cartwright
Not instalove, if you allow for a slow windup from a distance, but definitely insta-relationship, and given the elements of rescue going on, almost edging into dub-con, and with the repetitive use of an endearment that started to come across as rather creepy, almost like a Dom who hadn't done proper negotiations with the sub, just -- took over. I understand this was the author's first story, so I'll look at the next one, but if I'm paying money, I don't want it to feel like fan fiction. Chapters for 7000 words of continuous action are unnecessary, and more editorial guidance will probably smooth out such blips.
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