[I know you love M/M erotic tales. Here's one to whet your appetite! ~ Lisabet]
Blurb
Their
love is forbidden by rules, religion and risk. Yet still they can’t
resist.
Captain
Hugh Wilkes is on his last tour of duty in Afghanistan. The British
Army is withdrawing, and Wilkes expects his posting to be event-free.
That is, until he meets his Afghan interpreter, Rustam Balkhi, who
awakens desires in Wilkes that he’d almost forgotten about, and
that won’t be ignored.
Please
note: this book was previously published as part of the Unconditional
Surrender bundle.
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Excerpt
Captain
Hugh Wilkes sucked in a deep breath, steeling himself for the heat he
was about to be subjected to, though he already knew all the deep
breaths in the world wouldn’t help. Darkness had fallen on Camp
Bastion, in the notorious Helmand Province of Afghanistan, but there
would still be residual warmth left to seep away throughout the small
hours. Then the sun would rise, and it would start all over again. It
was a damn desert, after all. But, all being well, it would be his
last ever tour of the godforsaken place. The British Army was already
preparing to pull out. The manpower had been reduced drastically over
the previous months. It was time to leave the Afghans to get on with
it. They weren’t being abandoned—far from it—they would still
receive aid, training and money for years to come. But the British
Army was no longer needed, apparently. It was still a volatile place,
which would no doubt be monitored very closely, in case strategies
needed to be reconsidered.
None
of that was down to Wilkes, though. He was here with his platoon for
six months, doing whatever they were ordered to do by their Company
Commander, Major Hunter. It was unlikely they’d be doing any
fighting—they weren’t here for offensive operations. More
probably they’d be accompanying their vehicles, weapons and
ammunition across the country as it was transported to the air base
to be sent back home, or patrolling towns and villages as a show of
presence, to reassure and protect the inhabitants.
There
was only one way to find out. Grabbing his kit, he headed toward the
ramp of the huge C17 aircraft with his colleagues, and followed them
out onto the airstrip. Immediately, he was hit by the overwhelming
smell of aviation fuel. As he moved away from the airplane this was
replaced by the dry atmosphere.
Wilkes
imagined he could feel the grains of sand coating his throat and
tongue. He’d soon get used to it—he always did. Plus, on the
bright side, he’d end up with a nice tan at the end of his
deployment. Mentally, he crossed his fingers for a nice, event-free
tour of duty. Letting his guard down wasn’t going to happen,
naturally, he just hoped it wasn’t necessary. Hoped the insurgents
would play nicely. The country was completely different to how it had
been when Allied forces had gone in after 9/11. Some fantastic
progress had been made, but it still wasn’t completely safe. But
then, where was? People died in picturesque villages in the English
countryside—though generally not courtesy of IEDs, AK-47s or
suicide bombers.
Author
Bio:
Lucy
Felthouse
is
a
very
busy
woman!
She
writes
erotica
and
erotic
romance
in
a
variety
of
subgenres
and
pairings,
and
has
over
100
publications
to
her
name,
with
many
more
in
the
pipeline.
These
include
several
editions
of
Best
Bondage
Erotica,
Best
Women's
Erotica
2013
and
Best
Erotic
Romance
2014.
Another
string
to
her
bow
is
editing,
and
she
has
edited
and
co-edited
a
number
of
anthologies,
and
also
edits
for
a
small
publishing
house.
She
owns
Erotica
For
All,
is
book
editor
for
Cliterati,
and
is
one
eighth
of
The
Brit
Babes.
Find
out
more
at
http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk.
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