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Chapter 8 by Polar_Lime Polar_Lime

Who does she go for?

Angel.

Hey Banshee,” cautiously greeted the blonde agent, “you doing ok?” Ava slide back onto her barstool, trying not to make it obviously she was horny as a teenager.

“I’m ah…I’m,” Ava replied, struggling to form words together. “I…need to get out of here,” the red haired agent was finally able to get out of her mouth. She lustfully gazed at the younger woman’s toned legs. Ava’s eyes then scoured Angel’s full bosom, wondering if her nipples were as hard as hers. Her blue eyes finally stopped at her red luscious lips that jumped out from Angel’s fair skin. Ava shook her head from side to side to fight her carnal desire but it was no use.

“Oh, uh, ok!” responded Angel. She gave Florin 60 Romanian Lei and told him to keep the change. Florin thanked both women, although he now had a slight look of disappointment in his face as the girls only stayed for two drinks. As soon as both agents exited the bar and the door closed behind them, Angel looked at her partner. “Banshee, are you sure you’re ok?” inquired Angel. “Seemed like you were fine and then after the bathroom you were off.”

“I…I think so,” started Ava, “I remember…” She trailed off as the sight of the pale skinned woman with her ice to blood red eyes popped into her mind. She got a chill as she also remembered how aroused she was, thinking she wanted nothing more than to be taken by the mysterious woman. “I saw a woman…or thought I saw someone. I don’t know, maybe there was absinthe or something else in the drink.”

As both women began to make their way back to the penthouse Angel placed her hand on Ava’s shoulder. “No worries Banshee, we’ll just”-

-before Angel could finish her sentence she was pushed into an alley and shoved against the side of a building. Ava couldn’t take it any longer and needed to fuck something. She **** her lips on to Angel’s. The young blonde’s pouty lips tasted as sweet as the agent imagined. Ava breathed in the same intoxicating soapy smell as she pressed her chest into Angels.

“Whoa!…mmmm…wow…ok….STOP!” Angel cried out before breaking the embrace, forcing Ava off of her.”Banshee, let’s get you back to the hotel now and figure this out.”

“Oh fuck…I’m sorry Angel,” apologized Ava, “there’s something definitely wrong. You’re right, let’s just get back.” They continued to walk back together, although Angel was sure not to get to close or inadvertently touch Ava again. Both women walked into the lobby as the elevator doors opened inviting new riders up. As soon as Ava took a step, Angel carefully side-stepped in front of her.

“How about…to be on the safe side…I’ll take the elevator and you take the stairs,” Angel instructed. “Maybe more of a walk will help you work on anything in your system. Plus I’m not sure a confined space with you is a good idea,” Angel clarified, ending with a cute chuckle.

“Good call,” Ava responded, knowing that it was the right call. She began her climb up the stairwell as Angel waved before the elevator doors closed. After what seemed forever, Ava got to the last floor she could access before needing to take the elevator. After an extremely quick lift, she walked down the hallway to the penthouse. The walk surprisingly did help a bit, granted she still felt an inch that needed to be scratched in a certain way. She opened the door and immediately stopped.

Ava peered in and noticed the entire penthouse was almost pitch black. The only lights came from the city streets and buildings outside. She cautiously crept in as she placed her hand on one of her concealed pistols. She was about to call out to Angel when she noticed her fellow agent’s bedroom door opened slightly with light beaming out. Ava slowly walked over to the bedroom door and nudged it open.

“Well it’s about fucking time Banshee,” called out Angel. Ava walked in to find Angel lying on the bed. Her body nude body seemed to glow from the reflection of the single light in the room. Angel’s tits were even bigger than Ava thought they would be as they gave a slight jiggle from the naked woman pushing herself up. She crossed her leg over the other, exposing her puffy and clean shaven pussy. All the work that Ava did to get rid of her unbridled lust went out the window as she felt herself get damp between her legs.

“Um…are you just gonna stand there or are we going to finish what you started?” playfully called out Angel.

Does Ava stay strong? Or does she finish what she started?

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