“Or my mouth.”

Jenny closed her eyes against the sudden rush of feeling.  God, she loved what Marina could do to her.  Just her physical closeness brought up such heated memories.  Memory of incisors nipping at her bare thigh, Marina’s eyes dancing with pleasure as her tongue hotly danced between her thighs. 

She couldn’t do this here.  She couldn’t go through the motions that being near Marina provided.  The dips that sank to the pit of her stomach at the touch of the brunette’s fingers against her own, the fierce hunger that burned in her throat, starving to recite her name.  She almost forgot where she was.  Almost.  Until she heard Marina’s voice again, this time a bit softer, more yielding.

“Take the rest of the day off. You’re going somewhere with me.”

Jenny looked at Marina for a moment.  It didn’t take her long to decide what she wanted.  Obviously.

“Okay.”

***

“Wow, this looks expensive as *****.”

Jenny blushed and instantly raised a hand to her mouth.  *****, her voice sounded stupid even to her.  Chewing her lip, she fingered the silk dress, sliding the slippery fabric between her nails.  Still, she couldn’t keep her eyes from widening the more she looked it over.  It wasn’t intended for her to wear.  It simply couldn’t be.  The most expensive outfit she’d ever worn was.. well, she didn’t really know.  She never paid attention to little details like that.

Marina just shot her an amused glance.  She wasn’t one for speaking unnecessarily, Jenny knew.  She let her actions speak where words weren’t needed.  And perhaps that was one of the things that attracted Jenny the most.  Maybe.  But Marina’s seemingly neverending alusiveness never bothered her as much as it did earlier.

Marina had remained silent throughout the entire ride down here.  Even when Jenny brought up topics she knew Marina always had an opinion on, she hadn’t replied once.  It wasn’t until the brief stop at the Mexican border that Jenny had finally given up and fallen asleep.  When she opened her eyes, she was in front of a lovely little cottage that sat directly opposite the ocean.  Alright, so it was basically an old shack, but it looked a ***** of a lot cuter than Tim’s shed.