Thanks For The Hotpants, Lieutenant

By Saskia Lane

A STEAMY, TWISTED LOVE STORY FOR BOTH WOMEN AND MEN. CAN THIS HOT TEEN VIRGIN HEAL THE EMOTIONAL WOUNDS OF AN ALPHA MALE MARINE?

 

Lieutenant Jake Sanderson is drop dead gorgeous. He's a total hunk. The instant Natalie meets him she's hopelessly in love. But Jake has come home from the war with insatiable desires, a wound he received at the hands of a battlefield hooker. Natalie has plenty of shocks in store for her, and the agonizing pleasures of a protracted seduction, if she's ever to win his love.

 

A sizzling explicit read. 9000 words

• Language: English
• Publisher: Vital Books Inc
• Release date: Aug 10, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223056140

Book preview

The first time I saw Lieutenant Jake Sanderson he was home on leave from the army, back from the war, at a welcome home party in the Sanderson’s palatial house next door to ours.

God he looked handsome in his full dress marine uniform.

The dark blue jacket’s blood-stripe epaulets and marine insignia stretched tight on his broad muscular shoulders.

The white army belt flexed on his pumped abs.

The white marine trousers clung skin-tight to his powerful legs, allowed me a glimpse, under the braided flaps of his parade ground jacket, of how big the lieutenant was when it came to love.

So much raw male beauty! And that was before you even got to his drop dead gorgeous face under the white peaked hat. The minute I saw Jake Sanderson I was in love. His broad powerful lips, aquiline nose, high cheekbones and dark hazel eyes simply took my breath away.

He was much older than me—thirty-one to my eighteen—but he addressed me politely when we were introduced at his welcome home party. He studied my slim teenage body without any sign of thinking anything out of place about me.

I was wearing a strapless chiffon cocktail frock with a bandeau bodice to show off my pert, toned breasts, the hem cut extra short so everyone would be well aware of my sensational butt. High heels of course. But it felt as if Jake’s hazel eyes were gazing steadily into my heart more than at my outer allure.

I’d worn the fuck-me outfit for this boy Kevin I was interested in but the minute I saw Jake Sanderson Kevin was forgotten.

Which was stupid because I instantly knew that Jake was unobtainable, at least for me he was. I wasn’t in Jake’s league when it came to pulling power, plus I was only eighteen and he was thirty-one, an experienced man who’d seen fire fights and dreadful things in battle and who’d no doubt seen lots of women too.

The party went on around me.

I circulated on my high heels. I drank a bit too much champagne, my heart fluttering like a trapped bird in my bandeau bodice, telling myself that it was impossible, I wasn’t in Jake’s league, he didn’t even look at me once after our introduction, he’d already forgotten I existed.

The party was loud and noisy, but high class too. The Sandersons were high class people. There was some dancing but it was discreet dancing, not the wild things I was imagining Jake doing with me on the dance floor.

I managed to wriggle my way into a cluster of people talking to him, asking him about army life, what it was like to be in a