Commander released his kiss from my lips, then he inhaled my hair that fell to his shoulders. I looked around, it felt like this room was too quiet. I like being in my own subconscious.
I looked back into his eyes so intently, when I saw how that gaze was currently weakening all my defenses, I could feel something very strange trying to rush in. Something is like an inner desire, something is like a long-awaited desire that begins to creep up to ask and give.
His big hand suddenly gently stroked my stomach. Every feeling in his fingers was like a guitar strum, very careful and full of meaning. When I felt his warm breath start to explore the curve of my neck, that's when I swallowed hard, I wasn't fine anymore. I've almost gone mad and I admit that I've fallen for Herold Leven's A Commander-in-chief's charm
