Duty and Desire: Military Erotic Romance - Softcover

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ISBN 10: 1573448230 ISBN 13: 9781573448239

Verlag: Cleis Press, 2012

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The only thing stronger than the call of duty is the call of desire! This anthology of military erotic romance serves up a team of hot-blooded men (and women) from every branch of the military who serve their country and follow their hearts wherever they might be stationed. When the mission is done, the unit is recalled or the ship pulls into port, they set their sights on a new target--the pursuit of passion and love. In and out of uniform, stateside and abroad, these military warriors meet passion and danger head on. All's fair in love and war--in and out of uniform. Edited and with stories by Kristina Wright, wife of a Lieutenant in the U.S. Navy, Duty and Desire includes stories of U.S. soldiers, sailors, aviators, Marines and Special Forces (Navy SEALs, Army Rangers, and many more. Uniforms have never been sexier!

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Kristina Wright is an award-winning author whose erotica and erotic romance fiction has appeared in over seventy-five anthologies, including three editions of Cleis Press’s Best Women’s Erotica, including the forthcoming Best of Best Women’s Erotica 2, and four editions of Best Lesbian Erotica. Her work has also appeared in Bedding Down: A Collection of Winter Erotica (Avon Red); Dirty Girls: Erotica for Women (Seal Press); the Black Lace collections Seduction, Liaisons and Sexy Little Numbers; and five editions of the Mammoth Book of Best New Erotica. Kristina is a member of the Erotica Readers and Writers Association, Romance Writers of America, and Passionate Ink. She also received the Golden Heart Award for Romantic Suspense from RWA for her first novel Dangerous Curves. With a BA in English and MA in Humanities with an emphasis on women’s studies and popular culture, Kristina teaches both English and Humanities at the college level. She lives in Chesapeake, VA.

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Epic Stories of Love and War

The only thing stronger than the call of duty is the call of desire. Duty and Desire enlists a team of hot-blooded men and women from every branch of the military who serve their country and follow their hearts. Stateside and abroad, these warriors meet passion and danger head-on.

From the army grunt who unwraps his wife like a gift in Fighting for Fresno,” to the injured soldier who sets his heart on the line for the nurse who healed his body and soul in Out of Time,” these tales embrace the ache of deployment and celebrate the sweet relief of shore leave. With a foreword by bestselling author Cat Johnson, Duty and Desire features stories of U.S. soldiers, sailors, aviators, marines and many more. Uniforms have never been sexier.

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Duty and Desire

Military Erotic RomanceBy Kristina Wright

Cleis Press

Copyright © 2012 Kristina Wright
All right reserved.
ISBN: 9781573448239
“The Long Ride Home”
(excerpted from Duty and Desire: Military Erotic Romance for Women)

by Delilah Devlin

Haddox was already dropping his duffel bag into the trunk of a car—an older model black Mustang. I halted beside him, trying to figure out what I could say to keep him from driving away.
“You forget something, PFC Hollister?” he asked, glancing at me as he slammed down the trunk lid.
“Megan,” I said, suddenly breathless. “Thought you might like some company.”
His gaze narrowed. “Did you, now? I’m gonna blow the carbon out of the exhaust. The ride’s gonna be bumpy.”
“I don’t want to get in the way—if you have plans.”
He snorted. “No plans. Don’t even have a place to sleep. Didn’t your sister come to pick you up?”
“Yeah, but she’s all right with me leavin’.”
This time, his mouth twisted into something between a smile and a snarl. “Shelby?”
“Yeah. You know they’ve been writing each other.”
His gaze trailed straight down my body, then up again. “Get in.”
I strode quickly to the passenger door, opened it, and slipped into the bucket seat. Then I tossed my hat in the backseat and began unbuttoning my ACU-camouflaged jacket.
He slid in beside me, one dark brow lifted, but he didn’t say a thing when I threw it into the back and sat in my sweat-damp shirt in the musty car.
“Better roll down the windows." Then he said a little prayer under his breath and turned the key in the ignition. I buckled my seatbelt. The engine rumbled into life. With a quick, tight grin, he jerked the stick into reverse, and then punched it forward, and we rolled out onto the street, heading west rather than east into town.
Hot wind whipped through the interior of the car, dispelling the musty air and tugging at my blond hair, which was looped into a clip at the back of my head. I reached back and released it, then laughed as the Mustang roared.
Glancing toward Haddox, I noted the hard edge of his jaw, the hand wrapped so tight around the steering wheel, the muscles in his forearm tensed. I didn’t have to crawl inside his head to know he didn’t want me there, but I was.
Maybe I could help him out a bit. And maybe, he’d see me as more than a fellow soldier who’d shared the bench seat of a deuce-and-a-half truck a time or two. One I'd been driving when he’d had to talk me through a hail of gunfire when our transport convoy had come under attack.
I unbuckled my belt, ignoring his deep frown. I turned in the seat and reached for the buttons of his jacket, flicking them open then parting each side.
He didn’t say a thing, but his nostrils flared and his jaw tightened.
I gripped the front of his T-shirt, bunched it in my hand, and tugged it from his ACU trousers.
His stomach jumped, and he sucked it in, making just enough room for me to get my fingers behind the waistband as I unbuckled, unbuttoned and tugged down the zip.
“Dammit, Hollister,” he said, his voice rough as gravel. “You’re gonna get us both killed.”
“Not if you keep your eyes on the road,” I said, tilting up my chin. Then I leaned over his lap, folded down the elastic band of his boxer briefs and pulled his cock upright.
“Fuck.” The car bolted forward. I had a glimpse of the long, black ribbon of highway, then turned my attention to his thickening cock.
I fingered the curve of the satin-soft cap. “I never said thanks for saving my ass.”
“I didn’t expect it.”
“I know. But it meant a lot, knowing you had faith I wouldn’t freak.”
“I recall shouting at you, calling you a pansy-assed waitress.”
“Which I was, and will be again.” I leaned toward him, brushing my breasts against his firm upper arms. “You made me mad enough to want to kill you.”
“Which I take it turned you on?”
“Not right then. But later. Every time I heard you shout, I creamed.”
His eyelids dipped down and he shot me a searing glance. “My dick’s out. Gonna do something with it, or were you just curious, Hollister?”
“I’ve seen it before—at the showers, when Specialist Shelby whipped off your towel.”
He grunted. “Most of the camp saw me stomp back to the tent in my birthday suit. Not my finest moment.”
“It was one of the highlights of the tour for me.”
“Better get busy or put it back.”
I winked. “Yes, Sarge. I’m pretty good at followin’ orders.”


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Details zur Ausgabe

• Verlag: Cleis Press
• Erscheinungsdatum: 2012
• Sprache: Englisch
• ISBN 10: 1573448230
• ISBN 13: 9781573448239
• Einband: Taschenbuch
• Anzahl der Seiten: 244
• Herausgeber: Wright Kristina
• Kontakt zum Hersteller: Nicht verfügbar
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