Ava only had time to take off her boots and let her hair down before the commander entered the bathroom behind her. She looked into the mirror, watching as his hands landed on her hips. A smirk formed on her lips as she ran her fingers through her long, silky brown hair. She knew exactly what was on his mind, and it was on her mind as well, truth be told. It had been a long while since they’d been intimate, and she sorely missed the feeling of his hands on her body. Even through her baggy fatigues it felt nice to be touched, nice to feel his lips against her neck. “I think that would make that jealous girl very, very happy,” she breathed as if intoxicated from his kisses. Ava pressed her palms against the surface of the counter, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the feeling of him tracing her exquisite curves sensually. As his hands moved to undo her pants, her own tugged at the material of her shirt, lifting it so that it was now untucked from her pants and out of his way. She pinched the hem of her shirt between her teeth while his hand slipped into her pants. While it wasn’t the longest stretch of depravation they’d gone through, it certainly was the hardest. So, when his fingers found the petals of her womanhood, she melted instantly.<br/><br/>A soft moan escaped her as she shivered from the pleasure. She leaned her head back against him, losing herself in the gentle stroking until it was too teasing a touch to satisfy her. She pushed her shirt up so that her luscious mounds, still concealed by the cups of her bra, held it up and out of the way. Her hands moved to her pants, pushing them down her hips along with her panties. By the time her pants and panties were around her ankles, she was so wet that her juices coated his fingertips. “I should also mention that I’m very impatient when it comes to being with you . . .” Ava smiled up at him, hoping to encourage his hand. “Don’t tease me too much, I missed you.” She may have been too desperate for foreplay with how badly she needed him.