A Plump of Woodcocks by Suanne Laqueur

So this is another f**kton of gratuitous boning with the Venery boys.

That’s it, that’s the blurb.

“I had a horrible day,” Tej said. “I mean, everything that could go wrong went wrong. And I saw you sitting in that booth and thought, Now there’s a guy I’d like to see bent over my bed. I think I’ll try to pick him up. End the day on a truly humiliating note.”

Jude slid his hands down Tej’s back and tucked his fingertips beneath the waist of his jeans. “Go back to the bent over your bed part?”

If you’re new here, you’ve been warned. This is pure, shameless smut. It doesn’t fit anywhere or take the place of anything in the Venery novels. It just is what it is. Smut for smut’s sake.

If you’re old here, welcome back and thank you for taking one for the team.

The bathroom was steamy and dark, a lit candle on the edge of the sink. Jav lolled in the tub, his hair slicked back. Stef brought in more candles and poured out two shots of rum to chug, then more generous tots to sip. He sat on the bathmat and read out loud. Jav rested an arm on the ledge of the tub, cheek on his bicep, damp fingers playing with a fold of Stef’s shirt. The walls of the little room drew close. Even the fixtures seemed to lean on their elbows and listen.

“This is nice,” Jav said softly, drawing up Stef’s neck and behind his ear.

Contains adults being nice to each other in adult situations using adult language. For those who like this sort of thing, this is the sort of thing they will like.