November 11th is creeping up fast! The release of Uniform Desires is less than a week away! The boxed set will go on sale for only $.99 initially, so you might want to go ahead and pre-order it at that price. Just sayin’. This is an exciting collection, filled with military and ex-military heroes. Scroll down if you’d like a sample of the sexiness heading your way. 🙂
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Six Military Romances
Infatuation by USA Today bestselling author Melissa Schroeder
To prove her love and save her man, she has to go above and beyond the call of duty
SEAL’s Honor by award-winning author Elle James
Two Navy SEALs jeopardize their lives and hearts in a battle-torn land when they vie for the love of one sexy Night Stalker helicopter pilot
SEAL the Deal by national bestselling author Sharon Hamilton
A SEAL’s nightmare of a promise given at his sister’s deathbed gives him the woman of his dreams
Dangerous Liaison by national bestselling author Delilah Devlin
A pampered travel agent escapes through the jungle with an undercover DEA agent when a drug lord mistakes her for a rival’s daughter
Her Forever Hero by bestselling author JM Madden
When the boss’s pregnant, unwed daughter needs rescuing, disabled Marine Grafton Parks proves he’s still a hero
Cinderella Liberty by NY Times & USA Today bestselling author Cat Johnson
A weekend liberty leads to unexpected passion between a Marine and his best friend’s sister, but he must survive seven months in Afghanistan to get back to her
The drone of the generator led her toward the dining hall, and she stood in the shadows outside, peering through the dusty windows for a glimpse of Angel.
She didn’t find him at any of the long tables and turned, determined to track down her quarry. Perhaps he’d opted for that beer. She backtracked to the barracks where the trainers slept and caught a glimpse of a familiar set of broad shoulders heading toward the isolated shower hut.
A smile stretched her lips at the naughty thoughts running through her mind. Keeping to the deepening shadows next to the cabins, she followed stealthily behind him.
Wearing only slacks with a towel hooked around his neck, a T-shirt wadded in his hand, his back was bare for her to ogle. The deep indention down the center was bordered by thick muscles. God, what might a man do with all that strength and power when focused on a woman’s pleasure?
She couldn’t wait to find out.
When the coiled spring hinges slammed the door behind him, she snuck up to it and flipped the wooden sign from “Men” to “Women.” Since only one other woman was in the camp, a mousy student in wire-rimmed glasses, she knew the chances were slim they’d be interrupted.
Inside the hut, a long wooden bench stretched along one side of the wall. His clothing sat on top of it in a neat, folded stack. She slipped off her boots and socks, tugged her tee over her head and sauntered toward the entrance of the second room, following the sound of running water.
A crumb of modesty had her keeping on the shorts, but she flicked open the button at the top and slid down the zipper halfway to bare her lower abdomen. Maybe he would think she really was there to shower, but had mistaken the sign outside.
One naked light bulb glared from the ceiling of the shower room, shedding just enough light for Maya to get an eyeful of the rugged perfection she’d lusted after since she’d arrived at ADR, Inc.’s Executive Security Training Camp.
His back was to her, his face lifted to the thin, gurgling spray. Ropes of suds slithered down his naked back and rock-hard buttocks. Fascinated, she watched the soap surge downward to his feet.
She must have sighed out loud, because his head swiveled, and he looked toward the closed door before spearing her with a sharp glance. “Forget your towel?” he asked, one dark brow rising.
The lie was on the tip of her tongue, ready to be blurted, but since she hadn’t raised her hands to shield her breasts from his view, she knew the pretense would seem silly. “Mind sharing?” she rasped, her throat suddenly tight.
Something dark and fierce glinted in his gaze. His jaw flexed once, and he looked away, swiping his hands over his face and hair before he slowly turned his body to face hers. His gaze was unreadable, his jaw presenting a taut, hard edge.
Not that she was intimidated for even a second. Her gaze slid hungrily down his lightly furred chest to his hewn abdomen and lower. His cock was pure, masculine perfection, rising slowly, slick and thickening between massive thighs.
Maya’s breath caught and she swallowed, stepping deeper into the room. She ignored the muscle clenching alongside his jaw and his continued silence. Until he said no, loud and clear, she’d take his silence as a yes. Her hands went straight to the waist of her shorts to push them down. When they dropped to the floor, she raised her gaze to his again and walked slowly toward him.
His gaze locked with hers for long moment, and she worried he might be trying to intimidate her into stopping by playing some sort of staring game, but then he blinked. Her heart stuttered then beat faster as his gaze swept her naked body, his expression hardening, his green eyes darkening. His chest rose around a deep breath, but he didn’t motion to her, didn’t make a move toward her.
She understood. She’d started this, so he’d leave what happened next all up to her. Maybe he worried she’d call foul later and lodge a sexual harassment complaint. Maybe he could tell that his continued resistance made her nervous, and he wanted to see how far he could push until she turned tail and ran.
When she stood within his reach, so close only an inch or two separated her trembling belly from his rising cock, she opened her mouth, but fell silent when she realized the only things her overheated mind could think to say would sound like begging.
When he did finally move, a hand rose from his side and his fingers trailed her cheek, pushing her damp hair behind her ear. “You’ve already showered,” he said, his voice a sexy, deep rumble.
“I was looking for you,” she admitted, feeling fine spray bounce off his body and hit her face.
“You shouldn’t be here.”
With a shake of her head, she gave a faint snort. “If I didn’t take the initiative, would you have?”
His fingers glided down her neck to the top of her breast, then stopped. His gaze lifted from the dewy skin to lock with hers. “You’re treading in dangerous waters.”
“It’s only a shower,” she whispered, blood pounding in her ears. “I’m not going to drown.”
“Baby girl, you have no clue.”
“Then show me.” She stepped closer, closing her eyes briefly as her belly at last felt the weight of his cock pressed against it.
His fingers spread, opening to cup her breast.
Maya thought she might die. The moment was too perfect. His hand warmed her while it gently massaged, clasping, rubbing, lifting. His thumb flicked her turgid nipple, and she gasped. Her belly vibrated against his cock.
He groaned, then cursed under his breath.
Not the reaction she’d expected. “Look, if I misread anything, I’ll go. I mean…if you don’t want me—”
Another short, harsh curse burst from him, but he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her snug against him. His face bent towards hers, his eyes squeezing tight. “This isn’t the time…the last thing I need…last place you should be.”