Witness Protection

AJ hides in the bathroom, phone tight in her hand, whispering fast to her friend while she yanks on jeans and shoes. She has to get out before they make her spill everything on her man. The call ends. She cracks the door. Agent Lux waits right there, blocking escape, arms folded like steel. AJ tells her to move. Cadence laughs and clamps down on AJ's wrist. One hard throw sends the blonde crashing to the bed. Cadence climbs on, eyes fierce, pressing AJ down with her full weight. "You're not going anywhere." AJ thrashes, knees and elbows, but Cadence is stronger. The agent pins her wrists and grinds her hips to prove who's running the show. AJ stops struggling and looks the woman straight in the eye. "You holding me this tight because you're scared... or because you like girls?" The words hit like a slap. Cadence freezes for half a beat—long enough. AJ twists free, grabs the front of that pressed blouse, and rips it open. Buttons pop. Cadence's nipples jump out stiff in the cool air. AJ slams her mouth over them, tongue lashing, sucking hard enough to make the agent gasp. Now the agent fights to get loose, but AJ shoves a knee between her thighs and shoves her tongue deep into Cadence's mouth, tasting anger and want. Their spit mixes. Cadence moans, angry and melting at the same time, then AJ seals her lips around a pale tit again, flicking and biting. Cadence comes alive. She rips AJ's shirt higher and straddles her. Both women bare their cunts in seconds. AJ bucks up to meet her; Cadence grinds down, clit slick on clit, hips snapping like she's punishing and rewarding all at once. Sweat slides between them. "You want out?" Cadence snarls, breath hot. "Eat this pussy—make me come all over that pretty face—then I'll think about it." She climbs higher, settles over AJ's mouth, knees pinning blond hair to the sheets. AJ drags her tongue through hot folds, sucking Cadence's swollen clit like her freedom depends on it, and it does.