No

As I lay there, the weight of what I had just done settled in. Had I crossed a line? Was this cheating? I mean, I wasn't physically touching Sarah, but the mental connection was undeniable. I pushed the thought aside; after all, it was just a bit of harmless fun. She wasn't mine, but she was responding, and that was all that mattered. I focused again on her, imagining her body reacting to my thoughts. Her breath quickened, and I could sense her arousal growing. I wanted to see how far I could push this, how much control I really had.

As I continued to focus on Sarah, I could feel her resistance crumbling under the weight of the pleasure I was imposing on her. Her body, once tense and guarded, now relaxed, surrendering to the sensations that I was creating in her mind. I imagined her lying on her bunk, her usual stoic expression replaced by one of undeniable arousal. Her breath quickened, and I could sense her heart racing as she struggled to comprehend what was happening to her. The connection between us grew stronger, and I could feel her thoughts becoming clouded with desire, her inhibitions melting away with each passing moment.

Sarah's body betrayed her resolve as the unfamiliar sensations took hold. She clenched her fists, trying to stifle the moans that threatened to escape her lips. The barracks were quiet, her comrades asleep just a few feet away, but the intensity of what she was feeling made it impossible to remain still. Her hand drifted involuntarily under the covers, her fingers brushing against the soaked fabric of her panties. She hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with the realization of what was happening, but the pleasure was too overwhelming to resist.

Sarah's fingers slid deeper inside her, each one adding a new layer of pleasure that she couldn't ignore. She could feel her walls tightening around her hand, the pressure building with each movement. Her nipples became her next focus, her thumbs circling them in slow, teasing motions. The combination of internal and external stimulation was overwhelming, and she couldn't help but let out a muffled moan, the sound muffled by her pillow. Her body arched slightly, pushing her breasts further into her hands as she pinched her nipples, the sharp jolts of pain mixing with the waves of pleasure.