Men and Women of the Military Blog Hop

With Veteran's Day coming up  this Tuesday, I've decided to take the time to reflect upon what that means.  While I'm not from a currently active military family, I do have the history.  Both my grandfathers served in WWII, several of my uncles served as well, along with my father who served during Vietnam.  To say it's in our blood isn't a far stretch. I even married a man who'd spent several years in the Army, which included a tour of Iraq during Desert Shield and Desert Storm.  So it's no surprise that I have given into the temptation to write a story featuring men in the Armed Services.  In fact my popular Doms of Chicago have several men who served as Rangers, but retired from the service and started their own security service.   But when it comes to men in uniform I'd have to say the soldier that captured my heart and my imagination has to be Jacob.  He was a Tuskegee Airman during the Second World War.  Below is the blurb, for this book. (Warning: this is a historical m/m book featuring a hot pilot and a sexy Okinawan.)

Blurb:

Hours after being promoted, ‘in the closet’ fighter pilot, Lt. Junior Grade Jacob “Ace” Gordy’s luck has run out. No, his teammates didn’t find out he was gay, but having his Grumman Hellcat crash down over Okinawa after the end of WWII wasn’t the accolades he’d hoped for when he accepted his new commission as part of the Tuskegee Airmen. Now he’s alone and wounded in a remote area of Okinawa during the middle of monsoon season, without an inkling of when or even if a rescue will be attempted. When he’s found by a slender Okinawan , he can’t believe his luck. Not only does Eri speak some English but he’s also attracted to Jacob. Even as passion flares between them, what can the future hold for a black fighter pilot and an Okinawan seaweed farmer?

Now that I've done a little selfish promo for my book, here is the interesting part.  The contest! I'm going to give away a pdf copy of Ace's Desire for every ten entries I get.  Just answer this question to be entered to win. 

What you're doing to celebrate Veteran's Day? 

Just leave your answer in the comment section below with an email I can contact you at.  

Me, I'm going up to my son's school and watching the Veteran's Day concert that his high school band and choir are putting on.  It's a real big to do, we'll have peeps from the local Honor Guard, other veterans, the entire school body, parents and loved ones.  

Dakota

P.S. Don't forget to stop by the rest of the peeps in this blog hop. They are listed below.

Sunday Snog: Jacob and Eri

This week's snog comes from my first M/M book Ace's Desire. Set during the occupation of Okinawa after WWII, these star crossed lovers shouldn't have a chance in hell but love has it's ways. Meet Jacob, a Tuskegee Airman and Eri, his lover - an Okinawan sugar cane farmer.  Then don't forget to stop back at Vicitoria's site to check out the rest of the snoggers! :D 

Desire boiled in Jacob's veins as he submitted. “You don’t play fair. One memory,” he promised as he threaded his fingers through Eri’s hair. The man gave a relieved gasp. “Kiss me. I need to know how you taste.” Pulling him closer, Jacob slanted his mouth over his lover’s, groaning at the unique flavor. His head swum with it. Parting Eri's lips with a smooth thrust of his tongue, he explored with greed, searching out more.

Against his mouth Eri moaned, his fingers digging into Jacob's shoulders. God he tastes so good. Wrapping his hands around the smaller man's waist, he lifted Eri so he could straddle his hips. Feels so good. As Eri settled over him, Jacob bucked involuntary at the feel of the muscular cloth-covered ass pressed against his cock. More than anything he wanted inside its tight grip. The thought had him close to spilling. 

Saturday Snark: Nov 5th

This week's snark comes from my first m/m book, Ace's Desire. This scene is right after Jacob, a downed Tuskegee Airman wakes up to find Eri, a Japanese fisherman tending his wounds. Enjoy!  And don't forget to stop back by Marie's for the rest of the snark! 

He hissed when the man lifted his leg to wrap a strip of cloth around the wound. “Are you sure you’re not related to the Marquis de Sade?”

A man chuckled and shook his head. “You are quick witted, Gor-de-san. I’m not some dead Frenchman, but am Amuro Eri. You may call me Eri.” He raised a brow as he tightened the wrap. “I would think you would have more important things to worry about than if I like to torment my sekusu no dorei.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Jacob gritted his teeth as his leg returned to its original position.

“Sekusu no dorei?” Eri dropped the blood-soaked cloth into a small silver bowl at his side. “It means…” Eri ran his gaze over every bare inch of Jacob’s skin before his tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip. “…how do you say one enslaved by sex?” 

Despite his discomfort, Jacob felt the familiar clench in his stomach. It was a familiar prelude. Next his cock would get hard. Ah hell, I can’t do this. It’s one thing to get hard because he’s a man, but quite another if he’s a Jap. Trying to ignore his stirring libido, he focused on what Eri had just said. When he spoke his voice croaked. He cleared his throat before trying again. “You mean a sex slave?”

Ari smiled. “Ah, yes. That’s it. I’ll keep my nefarious plans to myself until you’ve healed. It’s no fun to torment an injured man, Gor-de-san.”