Shark Tank

Mercy turned her head up as Allison spoke. She had only had one match but she did sort of understand what Allison meant. There was no where to run or hide in the ring. mercy found that out the hard way and she had no clue how she had even survived.

However, Allison's words made mercy draw in a sharp breath. "Ahh!" She squeaked and then covered her mouth shyly.

'No! Hell No! Mercedes Porsche Wrenn! This is the absolute definition of unprofessional! Fraternizing with a client!? Fraternizing with a woman that wants to destroy Clyde!?'

"But it's.." Mercy moved her hand to push Allison away and accidentally touched the woman's chest. She froze and her mouth hung open as she stared into those piercing green eyes.

'But... If you do this then... you could definitely recuse yourself. And... it's just part of... building a rapport...'

Mercy's fingers slid ever so slightly and she closed her eyes. It was hard to fight the voices in her head, Allison's charms AND the alcohol.

"Y-yes..."

She kept her eyes closed as she waited for it, holding her breath

When Mercy's eyes were closed, Allison let slip a smile that would have had clear implications, had Mercy been able to see it. She leaned in toward the girl and placed her hand under her chin, paused when she was only inches away and watched the anticipation on the little paralegal's lips.

Her lips were smooth and warm and her kiss was soft as a feather. Her lips only just touched Mercy's before closing around her bottom lip, and she sucked, only lightly, before letting them slip apart. Her green eyes looked over Mercy's face, and then her hand slid back behind the girl's head, her other hand touched her thigh, and she kissed her again. This time, she pressed her lips fully against Mercy's in a sensuous embrace.

"Nn..."

Mercy exhaled softly when Allison touched her chin. Her mouth opened instinctively and she melted when Allison's soft lips sucked on her lip briefly. After she pulled away, her eyes fluttered open shyly and a breathy exhale worked to encourage further exploration from the more experienced blonde.

When Allison's hand slipped around her head, Mercy's hand slipped off of Allison's chest, splashing softly into the water before resting on Allison's other hand.

"Mmmm..."

She returned the second kiss with a bit more zeal, pressing her lips hard against Allison's as she leaned her body forward to lean against Allison.

So slowly she hardly made a ripple in the water, Allison turned to put Mercy's back against the wall of the pool. She stood tall, forcing Mercy to crane her neck back for the kiss, and cradled the back of her head in her hand.

Her lips returned just the right amount of aggression, just the right feeling, in just the right places. They glided over Mercy's and then pulled back slightly. Her tongue ran across Mercy's bottom lip, and then flicked into Mercy's mouth, licking her tongue. She took Mercy's lip between her teeth and bit down ever so gently to keep her attention, and slid her free hand up the slick material of Mercy's suit, from her hip, up her side, to her shoulder, where she deftly slid one finger under the strap. She held Mercy's lips captive while she pushed the strap off her shoulder.

Mercy melted in Allison's touch. The woman was delicate yet commanding as their lips pressed together. "Nnnmm..." She moaned softly as Allison's tongue slipped onto her mouth and Mercy tried not to be too desperate as she pushed back just a bit, pressing her nose into Allison's while their tongues mingled.

Mercy shivered when Allison ran her hand up the slick fabric. She rolled her shoulder back when Allison pushed the strap down. She raised her arm up and let the strap completely fall.

She brought her own hands to Allison's shoulders and pushed her own hands downward until the palms of her hands pushed into the tops of Allison's breasts.

"Mmnnn.."

She moaned again and pushed forward, leaning into the sultry kiss even though she was being pinned against the pool.

Allison reveled in Mercy's desire. She had her in the palm of her hand. Though she stayed perfectly in character, she could not say that she wasn't enjoying herself.

"Mmmm..." She purred. She took one of Mercy's wrists and moved her hand away from her full, supple breast. She pulled it up to her shoulder, and helped Mercy slip off the shoulder strap of Allison's suit, just like she had before. She stretched the suit enough to pull her arm out of it, so that one side of her swimsuit drooped lower, revealing more of her chest, and more of her enticing breast.

With her hand behind Mercy's head, she pulled the shorter girl in so that her lips were against the soft skin of her upper breast. She held her there, not with authority but with Mercy's own lust. Meanwhile, her free hand tugged at the end of her scarlet sash and pulled it loose from around her waist.

Mercy let Allison pull her hand upward and pull away the strap. She only let a very quiet whine escape her lips when Allison pulled her head away, only to be guided to the large, full breast. Mercy blushed deeply and her eyes lit up as her face pushed into the soft flesh.

Shepursed her lips and kissed slowly at first, nuzzling the breast as her hand slipped down to reveal nearly all of the blonde's full breast. Her kisses became increasingly greedier with each moment until her other hand reached up and tugged eagerly at the other strap, trying to expose Allison's lovely chest fully.

She wasn't even thinking about anything else. Her attention focused solely on what as in front of her. She was hungry now and her legs bowed together beneath the water.

Allison bit her lip and purred through a breathy laugh. She let her eyes close, and gathered Mercy's wrists and pulled them behind the girl's back. With expert hands, she looped the sash around her arms and tied a secure knot around Mercy's wrists just tight enough that she couldn't slip it, but not so tight as to cut off circulation.

Another intoxicating laugh, and her hands slid down to Mercy's firm, petite butt, and pulled her hips tightly into her own before letting her back down. She trailed her fingers up Mercy's back and buried them in her pink hair.

"I do love the feeling of your lips and your tongue, duckling, but my swimsuit might require your teeth..."

Mercy almost had the bathing suit down, kissing vigorously at Allison's breasts but before she could give the final tug, she felt Allison pull her hands away and suddenly tie her hands behind her back.

"Uwuuh!?"

Mercy lifted her head up and gave a doe eyed look like a scorned puppy while Allison laughed. She whimpered but when Allison made her suggestion, Mercy gasped and blushed deeply. Her heart began to beat fantastically and she lowered her head and looked at the bulging breasts, demanding to be freed. She smiled ever so slightly and nodded, feeling Allison's hands on her own perfect ass.

Mercy opened her mouth and buried her face in Allison's cleavage. She bit at breast and bathing suit alike, trying to get it in her teeth. She growled like a puppy as she jerked her head and exposed Allison's breasts.

Once freed, Mercy dove at one breast, mashing her face in it and hungrily lashing her tongue at the nipple, far less daintily and cautiously than before. When she had it in her mouth, she sank her teeth into it. If Allison wanted Mercy to use her teeth, she wouldn't mind doing it at all. She felt almost... compelled to do it as if she was being controlled by the blonde siren with more than words.

Allison leaned her head back, eyes closed, an easy smirk playing over her lips. She hadn't intended for things to go this far... but she couldn't resist either.

She kept one hand behind Mercy's head while the girl's tongue glided over her stiff nipple. Her teeth, though, made Allison take control. She slid her other hand down Mercy's suit and in between her legs, and laid her middle finger down over the length of her sex. She slowly and methodically began to rub back and forth.

"I'll be as nice to you as you are to me, darling," she said, and as Mercy's teeth again found the flesh of her breast, she roughly dug her finger into the sensitive crest of Mercy's private parts. If she wanted Allison to treat her right, she'd have to do the same.