Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Court Appointed Rated R--UNEDITED

I submitted this story for Samhain's m/m Valentine's anthology, releasing in January of '08. We've titled the antho Serving Love and Court Appointed is one of three stories. I'm really excited because it's my first attempt at a full m/m love story. Here's and UNEDITED excerpt. Let that be the warning that this hasn't been seen by an editor... Let me know what you all think!

Court Appointed--UNEDITED
(c) 2007 Annmarie McKenna

The door at the back of the courtroom swung open, drawing His Honor, Jackson Benedict’s attention despite the defendant’s very vocal tirade. A tirade which included something about effectively removing Jackson’s balls.

Jackson took offense. He was rather attached to his boys and would prefer to keep them right where they were.

Jesus. The guy had a set of lungs on him that rivaled a herd of elephants in full rant. Jackson barely refrained from cringing at the slew of insults being flung at him. If he weren’t already used to it coming from this scumbag, he might get more than just a tad offended. Not.

“That’s enough.” He slammed the gavel down with a crack, and for a split second, silence reigned.

A slice of black drew his gaze to the back again and this time, he did cringe. What in God’s name was he doing here? St. Valentine had to be playing with Jackson’s piece of mind. Why else would this particular man show up in his courtroom today of all days. That it was Valentine’s Day didn’t escape his notice and Trey London was a distraction he most definitely didn’t need. About the same height as Jackson, Trey—with his rumpled black hair, clear blue eyes, and tightly packed, muscled body—was probably the epitome of every woman’s dream man. Unfortunately, he was also Jackson’s.

His previously threatened balls drew up and his cock hardened in anticipation beneath the zipper of his jeans and the flowing black robe. Jackson was suddenly glad his alarm had failed to go off this morning, forcing him to forgo his usual ensemble of dress pants and shirt for jeans and a long sleeve T. At least dressed this way, when he stood, the firm fabric would keep his hard-on from tenting the robe, letting everyone know where his thoughts had been.

“Bailiff,” he said, dragging his brain back where it belonged, “remove the defendant from the court room.” Jackson kept his tone neutral when he wanted to snarl at the little prick. If it were up to him, instead of the jury sitting along the side, wide-eyed and open-mouthed, he would have thrown the bastard in prison and swallowed the key.

Fair trial. Even as a federal judge, Jackson sometimes wondered at the laws of his forbearer’s. If this worm got off—again—Jackson would seriously have to consider a career change.

“You mother-fucking, cock-sucking whore.”

Jackson felt his face blanch and his cock soften. Domenic Savanti was nothing if not eloquent. Did he know something few others did, or was he speaking out his ass? For the sake of his sanity, Jackson had to believe the man was spouting anything he could think of.

From beneath his lashes, Jackson saw Trey move in reaction. His hands went to his slender hips and settled there, pushing the sides of his leather jacket open and revealing a holstered gun at his rib cage. Long, lean fingers tapped impatiently. Long, lean fingers Jackson had more than once imagined…



Anonymous said...

Oooh, I can't wait to read more! Congrats on the antho.

Amanda Young said...

Certainly looks interesting, AM. I look forward to reading the anthology. :)

Julie said...

Ohh...sounds hot and yummy! Can't wait to read it when it comes out!

Unknown said...

WOW!! This sounds like it's gonna be really hot!! Can't wait to read it!!

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