Nayomi  listened intently as the other woman spoke ,her eyebrows quirking slightly as Emma mentioned her breaking in of a rich heiress which only sent her mind spiraling in a delicious, lurid direction. While imagining Emma with her head between another woman ‘s thighs, making her cry out in pleasure that she’d yet to receive again, Nayomi managed to smile wide.  “ Mmmm… broke in an heiress , huh? Well I must say how scandalous you are. Are all women of risk so. . . exciting?” Once more It was more ego stroking, the Russian woman being fairly obvious in her attempts at pleasing Emma's ego as much as she would her body later tonight. After all that's always just another thing her customers wanted from her. What good was a pretty paid  woman if she couldn't blow your ego as well as your cock?<br/><br/>After the comment she played coy, uncrossing and crossing her legs once more as she looked the other way, cheeks slightly red from  the ceaseless pretense of pampering and flirting. Either  Nayomi was quite the actor or some part of her was genuinely flustered by the strong woman across from her, maybe it was a little of both for she was surely no slouch at playing the part. Of course the hand on her shoulder interrupts her, the paw enveloping her slender and gently sloped shoulder, the gentle warmth ending the pretense of coyness as suddenly as it’d begun.<br/><br/>Jade eyes shoot Emma a smouldering look, a few strands coming lose from the ornate chopsticks holding back her raven hair as she is pulled slightly forward and Emma leans in. A heart skips a beat and the agent feels her head swim ever so slightly as their lips meet; her own thin pink pillows of flesh pressing intently back to the other woman’s before the heady sting of alcohol surprises her. The Russian woman swallows the offering before pulling back and delicately wiping her lips with two dainty fingers, nails sliding along the gentle curve of her lips before she lets out the sigh of someone who’d just ran a marathon and drank the coldest water possible.<br/><br/>People were of course looking on after the fact though they didn’t say anything and in fact knew better. It was a romantic, intimate setting and other couples were doing the same though perhaps much less scandalously than them. Clearing her throat Nayomi grins back at Emma and once more repays her affection with a sly wink that could be mistaken for a passing shadow before she places her purse upon the table and makes to stand. “Would you perhaps watch my bag? I want to go straighten up.” Her voi ce sounded slightly airy, like she was lightheaded though that was pure acting. Sure it was a good kiss but nothing that took her breath away, not yet at least.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>