Here is six sentences from one of my current WIP's I haven't shared yet.
My gay cowboy erotica romance, Taming Wild Horses which is full of snark. Michael has taken on BL's approach for this story.
Warning: Foul Language
“Yep,” Dolby sighed, licking the small bit of juice of his lips. I’m a lucky sonofabitch; still living, breathing which is good, but, I can’t walk, can’t thrust my hips to fuck my lover, and I can’t take care of my ranch properly, the bastard shoulda just taken me!”
“Now that’s no way to talk, son…the Lord…”
“Spare me Miss Bible thumper, I don’t need it, okay? Just go get my man so he can suck me off, do somethin’ to get me out of this foul mood I’m in.”
Nana exhaled, “Yes sir. You need Jesus,” she huffed, walking out, saying something else barely audible.
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