"If the Quorum only knew how amazing the military is in bed…"

The president's thought disappeared when the admiral thrust two fingers inside of her.

Laura gasped, reveling in the sensation combined with Bill's tongue working around her nipples.

"Gods, yes, Bill."

He responded by taking a large mouthful of breast.

Suddenly, he went still and backed away. She groaned her displeasure.

"No, Laura. No."

His eyes met her questioning gaze. The tears she saw there sent a chill down her spine.

"What?"

Wordlessly he found and guided her fingers to the mass lurking in her left breast.

"Oh, Gods."