"Caspian, we are leaving! "
It was Michelle. She was my subordinate but we had a very intimate, informal relationship for her to address me as sergeant outside our senior's glare.
She watched me with wonder as she saw me undecided. My lips could almost feel her taste simply by soaking in her aroma and the essence in her breath.
Her tongue momentarily flashed in and out trying to wet the dryness on her upper lip.
My heart burped within my chest and only I could hear it disgest it's unholy desires.
I guess nobody missed the shaking in my voice when I said,
" Yeah, Michelle! I am coming. Just give me a moment. "
She looked very puzzled.
" Is everything alright Caspian? Do you need any help? "
Cara clasped my arm tighter. It was clear she didn't want anybody else to me involved
