He swept into the room like a commanding summer haboob, hot, intense, and unpredictable, though not entirely unexpected. The Lieutenant’s looming presence filled the large room as his lean, muscular body virtually simmered with summer tide and turbulent cupidity.

One rough. One ever so gentle. The contradictory effect sealed my fate, and I abandoned all semblance of ladylike decorum, embracing the carnal hedonism at the hands of the vernal gods.

Instantly, giddy delirium transformed my knees to the consistency of unset jello, and I feared to open my eyes lest the heat and significance of the moment overwhelm me. I hoped the gentlemen sandwiching me did not realize how much I depended on their compression to keep me upright.