Desire

“Jemma… what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Nothing is wrong.” Jemma said with a smile that creeped Daisy the fuck out.

Daisy backed up and bumped into the plane’s bulkhead.

Jemma walked over and pinned Daisy in place.

“I want you…” Jemma whispered in Daisy’s ear “I need you, I crave you.”

“You’re married and we’re both straight…”

“Don’t tell me that lie…” Jemma hissed “I’ve loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you. And I know you’ve felt the same way.”

Jemma pressed herself against Daisy and slapped a bracelet around her wrist. An inhibitor band, designed to temporarily shut off an inhuman’s powers. Quaking Jemma back was no longer an option.

Jemma smirked again and ripped Daisy’s bra off.

Jemma leaned in and kissed Daisy hard and heavy.

The realization hit Daisy like a ton of bricks as Jemma backed away.

Her best friend… the woman she considered her sister… was about to **** her.

“Let me at that sweet pussy…” Jemma moaned as she pulled down Daisy’s jeans.

“Jemma no stop please…” Daisy cried as the Brit yanked down.

“Oh… going commando now are we?”

Daisy reluctantly realized she had ****…