The saloon was just as rowdy as Sheriff Yelena Belova had expected. She scanned the room, her hand resting on the grip of her holstered gun. Her eyes landed on a tall figure sitting at the bar. Kate Bishop, a notorious outlaw with dark hair and pale skin.
Yelena approached Kate, her boots clicking against the wooden floor. "You're a long way from home, Bishop," she said, her voice stern.
Kate turned to face Yelena, a smirk playing on her lips. "I could say the same for you, Sheriff," she replied, her eyes raking over Yelena's blonde hair and petite frame.
Yelena narrowed her eyes, her hand still resting on her gun. "I'm here to uphold the law," she said. "And you're here to break it."
Kate laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, Sheriff, you make it sound so dirty," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Yelena rolled her eyes, her hand leaving her gun. "You're impossible," she muttered, shaking her head.
Kate grinned, her eyes twinkling. "But you can't resist me, can you?" she said, her voice low and seductive.
Yelena scoffed, her arms crossing over her chest. "Don't flatter yourself," she said, trying to hide the blush creeping up her cheeks.
Kate leaned closer to Yelena, her breath hot on Yelena's ear. "Oh, I don't need to flatter myself," she said, her voice husky. "I know how much you want me."
Yelena's breath hitched as Kate's hand brushed against her thigh. "Bishop, cut it out," she said, her voice shaky.
Kate chuckled, her hand continuing to move higher up Yelena's thigh. "Or what?" she said, her voice full of challenge.
Yelena's eyes flashed with determination. "Or I'll arrest you," she said, her voice firm.
Kate's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Promises, promises," she said, her hand finally reaching Yelena's pussy.
Yelena gasped as Kate started to rub her pussy through her pants. "Bishop, stop," she said, her voice weak.
Kate grinned, her fingers deftly unbuttoning Yelena's pants. "Oh, I fully intend to, Sheriff," she said, her voice full of promise.
Yelena's breath hitched as Kate slipped her hand into Yelena's pants. "Bishop," she said, her voice a warning.
Kate ignored Yelena's warning, her fingers exploring Yelena's pussy. "You're so wet, Sheriff," she said, her voice full of satisfaction.
Yelena's cheeks burned as Kate started to stroke her clit. "Bishop, we can't do this here," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Kate chuckled, her lips brushing against Yelena's ear. "Why not, Sheriff?" she said, her voice seductive. "No one's watching."
Yelena's eyes darted around the saloon, her heart pounding in her chest. Kate was right, no one was watching. But that didn't make what they were doing any less scandalous.
Kate's fingers moved faster, her strokes becoming more urgent. Yelena's breath hitched as she felt herself getting close to the edge.
"Bishop, I'm going to-" Yelena started to say, but Kate cut her off with a kiss.
Yelena moaned into the kiss, her hips bucking against Kate's hand. She came hard, her orgasm ripping through her body.
Kate pulled away, a satisfied smile on her lips. "See, Sheriff?" she said, her voice smug. "I knew you wanted me."
Yelena glared at Kate, her chest heaving. "You're going to pay for that, Bishop," she said, her voice full of promise.
Kate chuckled, her hand leaving Yelena's pants. "I'm looking forward to it, Sheriff," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
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