This book is out! Coming Together: In the Trenches benefits Protect Our Defenders, and contains my story, "This Is Me Holding You" (reprinted from Best Bondage Erotica 2013). It's one of my favorite stories, and I'm so pleased to share it with new readers, and to support veterans in the process.
Here's a short bit from my story:
Jun pulled Carin back against him, his arms crushing. "I don't want to lose you. When you came home this time, you were like a stranger."
Carin took a deep breath. She didn't want to cry right now. She'd been fine on her deployment, but started having nightmares when her leave began. For all that she'd missed Jun, she hadn't been able to bear his touch the first couple nights.
The third night, Jun had taken out their rope bag. He barely touched her with his hands, letting the rope connect them instead. Jun hogtied her face-down on the bed, her hands tied to each other behind her back and then attached to her bound ankles. Something had relaxed inside Carin as the rope flowed over her flesh, and the tears that had been bubbling in her chest rose to the surface in a loud sob.
"Do you need your safe word?" Jun had asked, hovering near her but still not touching.
Carin shook her head and wept. He sat beside her, letting the rope embrace her in a way that he could not. When she'd finally been exhausted from crying, Jun eased onto the bed beside her and wrapped her in his familiar-smelling warmth, fresh and salty as the ocean. Carin had thought she would break, but the ropes held her together.
Only after that had she been able to touch him, kiss him, make love with him.
"Jun —" Carin started, but couldn't finish. She turned and buried her face in his chest. She would be a soldier soon, but for now she wanted to be a baby, rocked and comforted and cared for.
"You're safe when I'm holding you," he said. "Always. Wherever you are."
Please check this anthology out—I always enjoy the chance to do good while being bad, as they say at Coming Together.