Hey everyone! This week continues my excerpt from Bonded in Exile. I won’t be participating in SSS next week because I’ll be at the Wis RWA conference. I’ll be participating in a book signing for literacy there Sat evening, June 2nd. If any of you SSS peeps are planning to attend the conference, please stop by and say “Hi.” Also, you can email me this week, firstname.lastname@example.org, it might be fun for us SSS participants to get together for a drink Saturday night 🙂
Sighing heavily, Silas stood up; his hands went to his waistband, unfastening the button, and Emily looked away when she realized she was eye-level with his crotch. His cock was definitely the last thing she needed to be thinking about right now.
A quick zip and tug, and Silas’ jeans dropped to his ankles. As she examined his leg wound, she couldn’t help but notice, that even at rest, he hung at an impressive length. On her knees, she glanced up to find him staring down at her with a hunger that made him look more predator than angel. “Don’t even think about it,” she warned him.