Page 16 of Battle of Hearts

Sawyer let out a soft moan as Mirren’s fingers put pressure on her clit, rubbing it back and forth. She pushed further into Mirren’s hand, who picked up the pace with no warning.

Mirren’s fingers left Sawyer’s clit just momentarily, spreading apart her slick folds to insert a finger inside of her. Sawyer moaned aloud as Mirren entered her. Mirren started with a steady pace, in and out, while she moved her thumb to massage her clit with small, fast circles that got progressively harder and faster.

Sawyer put her hands on the floor to steady herself, pushing her body deeper into Mirren, closing her eyes from the pleasure.

Mirren picked up the pace, and the noises Sawyer made drove her crazy. Mirren stroked her finger in and out, increasing her pace by the second before inserting her middle finger and ring finger as far in as they would go, eliciting a cry from Sawyer. She slid in and out, faster and faster, until she was going as fast as she could go, the speed and tempo in synchrony with rubbing her clit.

“Oh, ah, I-I’m right there,” Sawyer said breathlessly. “I’m getting close…”

Sawyer’s back arched toward her as she let out a series of moans, and Mirren could feel her walls tighten around her fingers. She didn’t slow her pace, putting immense pressure on Sawyer’s g-spot every time she entered.

“Fuck!” Sawyer cursed, her breath drawing in dramatically as her whole body exploded in orgasm. Every part of hertensed and relaxed around Mirren’s fingers in waves. Her body quivered and tingled from her head to her toes in pure pleasure. Sawyer panted heavily, then pushed herself forward to collide her lips with Mirren’s in a wet, sloppy kiss. Mirren’s fingers didn’t quickly leave Sawyer’s pussy, as she instead slowed her pace down gradually, helping Sawyer to ride out her intense orgasm before her fingers finally left.

“How was that?” Mirren asked with a smirk as she temporarily broke from the kiss.

“Perfect,” Sawyer said.

7

SAWYER

Morning light filtered through the frosted windows of the cabin, casting a soft glow across the room. Sawyer blinked awake, her mouth parting to let out a long, tired yawn. She shifted in her sleeping bag, a smile making its way to her face as she felt the familiar warmth of Mirren beside her.

Sawyer peered down at the woman sleeping soundly at her side, her smile growing as she took in Mirren’s peaceful state. She adored the small breaths that escaped her mouth, the way her chest gently rose and fell to match them. The events of the previous night danced at the edges of her memory. The connection between her and Mirren was wonderful but unexpected, and what had happened was the last thing she’d expected could possibly have happened on this mission. But she didn’t regret one second of it, especially now that she knew Mirren felt similarly.

Sawyer turned slightly to study Mirren. She traced a finger along the outline of Mirren’s arm. Every inch of her body felt alive, invigorated by the closeness they’d shared. The way Mirren had looked at her, the way their bodies had movedtogether—it had all felt so natural, as if they were always meant to find their way to this moment.

With a gentle tug, Sawyer pulled the sleeping bag down, revealing their intertwined limbs. Mirren stirred slightly, her eyes fluttering open. A sleepy smile spread across her face as she met Sawyer’s gaze.

“Good morning,” Mirren murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.

“Good morning,” Sawyer replied, her heart swelling at the sight of Mirren’s morning glow. “How did you sleep?”

Mirren stretched, a contented sigh escaping her lips. “Better than I have in a long time. You?”

“Same,” Sawyer admitted, her smile growing. The weight of the storm outside felt like a distant memory now, overshadowed by the warmth between them.

“I can’t believe we…” Mirren hesitated, a hint of shyness creeping into her expression.

“Yeah,” Sawyer said, her voice steady. “It was something, wasn’t it?”

A blush crept onto Mirren’s cheeks as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “It was. I didn’t expect it to feel so…right.”

Sawyer’s heart raced at Mirren’s words, knowing she felt the same way. The fear that had lingered just beneath the surface—the fear of complicating their relationship, of crossing a line that would change everything—began to dissipate. Instead, there was only a sense of belonging, a feeling of being exactly where they were meant to be.

“I think we’ve crossed that line,” Sawyer said, her tone teasing but sincere. “And I’m glad we did.”

Mirren met her gaze, and for a moment, they simply held each other’s eyes, neither of them saying a word. There was a comfort in that silence, a mutual understanding that they wereno longer just two military women on a mission but two people exploring the depths of their emotions together.

“Are you okay?” Mirren asked, her voice softening. “I mean…with everything?”

Sawyer took a deep breath, weighing her thoughts. “Yeah, I am. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before, Mirren.” She shook her head. “It scares me…but it also feels exhilarating.”

Mirren nodded, her expression earnest. “I feel the same. We’re in a weird situation, and we both know it. But I want to see where this goes, if you do.”

Sawyer felt a rush of warmth at Mirren’s words. “I do. I really want to.”

With that affirmation hanging in the air, Mirren’s smile grew before she leaned closer, her lips brushing against Sawyer’s. The kiss was soft and sweet. It ignited that familiar spark between them, sending warmth coursing through Sawyer’s body.

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