Stefanie kept twisting under the swift and soft touches of his hands, while her body was arching up and down. At first she was tolerating his touch, but later on she couldn't handle him; tried to escape using her two hands and legs.

But soon she was so wasted that even lifting a finger started to become impossible for her. Her cheeks were becoming redder with time, and her breathing alternated between racing at some times, while screaming, and slowing down at others while moaning.

She was like a tigress being held captive, unable to escape despite feeling the ability to do so. She kept twitching her legs, squeezing them together against his hands, but when she did this, managing to push him away, she just asked for more.

"Oh, quite energetic and active you are! Then let's see what will you do after this," he smirked as he forcibly parted her locked legs away, diving his head in between, making her realize how foolish she was!

And the next thing she knew was wave after wave of screaming and moaning like never before!

"I think this is enough for you," he sneered while standing beside the bed, observing what he had done to her. She was so wasted that she couldn't even open her eyes fully and glare at him, forget about speaking, even making a sound out of screaming and moaning had become impossible.

"I will go and prepare the others, then come here and finish the job," he said with a chuckle on his face that told her how much joy he had right now seeing her like this.

And the next moment he opened his eyes, to find Dora had already arrived, grabbed a seat from another room and sat in front of him.

"Finally you decided to wake up," she instantly said before speaking in her bold manner, "I hate being left out in wait like this. Hurry and tell me what do you want? I left a whole battle just for you."

He smiled and said nothing, as he stood up, glanced at Anasta who was much better than before, as she was able now to stand on her own hands and sit on the edge of the bed.

"Are you ignoring me? does this war look like a joke to you?!" she asked with swelling anger about to explode in his face. James turned to her before he smirked, in an evil way, as he went to the table next to the bed, grabbed the screen there, played with some buttons as he said:

"The more rude you are the better."

Just as his comment fell, and before she could even speak a single word, a booming sound came from behind her, announcing the sudden automatic closure of the door, followed by the sound of locks being activated.

And at this moment that angry bold tigress turned into a freaked out cat!

"W- What are you trying to do?"

He smiled, letting the screen intentionally fall from his hand, to shatter on the ground into million pieces, before moving slowly, and steadily, towards her.

And she just kept retreating backwards, hitting the seat she personally brought once and almost fell to the ground. Smashed a vase with holographic flowers to the ground with its glassy table, to end up touching the wall with her back!

"S- S- Stop, just tell me what do you want," she stuttered while she had nowhere else to run. He was acting different, and it never crossed her mind he called upon her in this hour for this!

"I want you, only you," he said, while reaching out to her as his hands started to caress her pale face, causing her body to shiver.

She felt like this was her first time ever, a strange feeling indeed. He didn't care as he started, with extreme profession moves, to unlock all her military formal clothes. Like a coconut; she had a tough shell from the outside, dark and gloomy. But once it was peeled one layer after another, a pure beautiful whiteness shone in front of his face.

She was naked, except for a few clothes that couldn't cover even a glimpse of her sexual body. "Wait, are we going to do it here? now? we are at war, have you forgotten?" she said, trying to insert some awareness in his clouded mind; or that what she was thinking.

For him, he was never alert like this moment. He didn't reply, and instead of wasting his breaths over words, his lips started to paint soft yet arousing kisses over her mesmerizing body, heading from head to the waist.

And there he stopped!

And his pause gave her an instant scare.

"W- W- Why did you stop?" she asked, trying to know his goal. Yet again he decided to save his breaths for her, as he leaned on the ground, and put his head exactly on her lower spot.

And his breaths, his lips, even his saliva started to soak her, while she found for the first time in her life that standing on her soft and shaky legs right now was a very difficult hurdle!

He didn't undress her totally, leaving a thin filament red piece of cloth between him and her, but soon this piece started to be useless, as it was totally wasted between his moves and her moans.

And the next moment she started to fix herself firmly to the wall behind, while holding both hands like claws over his hair.

She was drowning and falling from the highest sky to the lowest point in the ocean of lust, with no end appearing at all, and the whole world started to be spinning around her.

She was losing herself at a rate she never experienced before, and while she tried to collect her own thoughts, to control her own feelings and save her own body from falling; she yet reached another depth she never reached, making all her prior effort futile!

And the next thing she did was to open those tightly closing lips, and started biting hard and slowly on them, while her body started to dance, slowly enjoying those brilliant touches of brush like James' tongue of James.