Escort (GirlxGirl)

14. Dance

*Don't play song yet
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Nyla's POV:

I sit patiently in my car tapping the top of my thighs and feeling the roughness of my jeans while I wait for the clock to hit two. I pull my jacket sleeve over my watch and I see that I have two minutes left. It's okay to be early. I get out of my car crossing the street to a building with a style neon light sign of red heels with Louzy Lounge curved in front of the shoes. I scan around the entrance and around me to see if anyone is around and I walk in.

*Play song

Immediately my eyes adjust to the low lighting and loud bass full music, I look around the floor and there are a lot of men sitting around small runway stages throwing money to women spinning and dancing around poles, others are by a bar shotting their money away. And I'm here standing by a woman in a tight suit scanning me up and down.

"How can I help you hun?" She suddenly asks, "I have an appointment at two with Stephanie." I tell her and she flips a book open. "I'm going to need an ID." She holds her hand out and I pull out my FBI ID and badge. "Here." I give it and her eyes widen. She was definitely asking for my other ID, not my job ID. "Welcome, didn't know she had a thing for Agents." She winks at me and I laugh nervously.

What is that supposed to mean? She gives me my ID back and she disappears in the back. I look around again while I wait then I see her come back. "Follow me, baby." She takes my hand and I follow behind her ignoring the stares from a few men and the waves from the women. We go further into the building then she brings me to curtained room with a curved couch and a small table.

"Wait here she'll be with you in a second." She leaves me and I scan the room. I want to shine a blacklight on this couch but if I do, I'm gonna say something no one is going to like. I wipe it off with my hand and take it seat in the middle of it and I spread my arms over the top, the music is nice, and the neon lighting is pretty cool too. I could vibe here for a while. I close my eyes leaning my head back and humming to the music.

"You made it." I hear and I sit up opening my eyes, "Woah, Amelia?" I question seeing the blonde in nothing but a white lace lingerie. Oh damn. I swallow deeply bringing my hands to my lap and I clear my throat, "Hi Amelia- I mean Stephanie." I correct myself quickly and she chuckles walking closer to me while closing the curtain behind her.

I'm such a mess right, I don't think my brain can handle this, it's turned into a pile a mush. Nothing but the woman in front of me. "Hello Agent." Her voice rang like velvet in my ears and I sit up straight and I watch as she slowly bends over placing her hands on the top of knees. My heart pumps loudly in my chest, I feel lungs about to collapse from the lack of air.

"You're a little nervous. It's okay, I'll get you loosened up." She bites her lower lip and spreads my legs apart, I let out a shaky breath proving her point more that I'm nervous. "Why don't we take this off." She smiles and I watch her hands slide from my knees up the middle of my chest and out to my shoulders underneath my jacket.

I lean forward helping her in removing my jacket and I watch it fly behind her, suddenly her hand lands in my chest and pushes me back on the couch and I get trapped between her body as she sits on my lap, everything exposed for me to see.

My hands tremble as I figure out where to put them, the music only makes the tension stronger as she keeps locking eyes with me, I can't even see her whole face. Her hair somehow falls perfectly into thick waves covering only what need to be converted and only showing what needs to be shown. The smirk on her lips, the darkness in her eyes.

The way her hips slowly roll against mine, her hands find a way to touch every part of me, my neck, my shoulders, my chest, my hair. Her fingers graze across my breasts leaving a trail of fire after them. I've never felt this turned on before. I grind my hips back trying to get something to satisfy me. This feeling is beyond anything I've felt before. 

It's new. It's tempting. It's Intense. It's fire. It's light. It's Dark. It's unpredictable. Multiple emotions bubble in the pit of my stomach, her face is close to mine. Our foreheads touch only for her to disconnect them. She allows my hands to roam her body even encouraging them as she moves them for me. She cast a spell that I can't break. I don't want it to break. 

"Look at you Agent, enjoying yourself." She lets out a low laugh that flows through one ear and out the other. I feel breathless. I couldn't respond back. Why can't I talk? I know how but only sounds fall from my lips, nothing coherent is heard. Oh lord I feel like I'm about to explode. I keep my hands on her hips, letting her skin set me ablaze in this small room. Just enough for the both of us. 

Enough for any couple. Other people who will have her next. A sudden wave hits my senses and I grip onto her tighter and she gasps. "Oooh, someone just had a bad thought." She winks at me and I blink slowly, other people have touched her in ways I haven't explored. Who have made moves, made bold moves, and attempted to get more. 

So much more from her. I lean forward scooting the edge of the couch and she begins leaning back stretching her stomach and arms out with a smile on her face. I look down seeing her lace underwear staring right at me. I close my mouth and I place my hands on her back immediately bringing her body back to mine. I don't think I've ever seen something so beautiful in my life. This woman in front of me. Is so much more than this and I know it. 

I need to know more, learn more, and discover the deepest parts of her being. I want more than just the escort version of her. "What are you doing after this?" I whisper to her as she brings our faces closer. Her hot breath spread onto my lips, we are so close. "Nothing, I have one more client after you then I'm free for the rest of the day." She doesn't pull away. 

"Why?" She catches her breath and I swallow deeply. I'm here for a reason, one reason only. And it's not for this. "Nothing, just asking." I respond and I look away from her lips and I take my hands off her body. She then sits straight pulling herself away from me and I watch her flip her hair. The lights above us suddenly flash and she completely leaves me, walking out of the room entirely, leaving a pit of emptiness looming over me. 

"Time's up hun. Time for you to go." I look up seeing an older woman, the owner pokes her head through the curtains. "Got it." I tell her and I get up picking up my jacket from the floor, "How was it? She pulls off a good show doesn't she." The owner throws a wink at me and I nod, "She knows what she's doing." I comment. following her back towards the entrance, the same men I saw coming in are still the same men that are with different girls. 

"She sure does, now Agent. I don't know what you trying to do being here and getting a dance from her. But don't go poking fingers in places you shouldn't. These are my girls, this is my business and I will do anything to keep my girls safe. Even if that means cutting off ties with you and the rest of the FBI." She tells me and I nod.  

"I have good intentions ma'am. I will do anything to find who is targeting women like your girls. I respect them. And safety is my priority, and that goes for Amelia herself." I throw my jacket on and the owner smiles lightly at me then waves before disappearing into a different room. I walk towards the door and I overhear a man talking about Stephanie I look over my shoulder seeing Amelia walk over to him. And another wave hits me. 

My phone suddenly rings and I run out of the building immediately picking it up. "Pheonix, what happened?" I ask holding the phone between my ear and shoulder as I get into my car. "We got something, I'm sending you the coordinates, get over here fast." He says before hanging up.