Lana's P.O.V
"You know, you could hold my hand. We don't have to keep this relationship a secret." Marina said nonchalantly, as she tried for the tenth time to hold my hand, but I kept pulling away from her grip. We were walking through the mall together, and although my parents weren't even in the country, I still felt nervous. Maybe because I wasn't used to public affection? I didn't know. I sighed nervously as I slipped my hand into hers, she squeezed it gently. "Can we go to Topshop first?" She asked, "There was this dress in the catalogue that I really wanna check out." I nodded without saying a word, I could feel everyone staring at us.
Marina was a stunner, she drew guys attention from all around as we walked. I could see girlfriends everywhere giving their boyfriends "the look". She just HAS to wear these ridiculously flattering crops! Marina walked like she owned the world, ignoring the attention as if there were none at all.We entered Topshop and Marina made a beeline to the racks with the dresses. She picked out a dress in her size and held it up excitedly against her. "What do you think?" She asked. It was a long cyan coloured chiffon dress. "Cute." I smiled. She grabbed me by the hand and dragged me with her to try it on.
Marina locked the door and put the dress on the rail. I stood next to her in the mirror as I watched her undress. I suddenly noticed how much my honey brown hair had grown. I reverted my attention back in Marina, who was standing in only her underwear. She suddenly started to laugh. "What's so funny?" I asked panicky. She turned to me, still laughing, and pulled me into a hug, wrapping her arms around my neck. "God you're cute Lana!" She said. "You blush every time you see me like this!"
Oh God. Why. "I wasn't blushing!" I said and frowned, trying to make the idea sound absurd. "Mmm hmm." She said, with a smirk on her face. "I'm serious! It's just hot in here." I stated in defense.
"So, if i were to take my bra off?" She said seductively, and she slowly took it off. I looked down, trying not to blush. "No no, look at me." She lifted my chin up so that I was staring at her, she slowly took off her underwear.
I honestly felt like a deer caught in the headlights, I was completely and utterly trapped by the judgmental gaze of Marina. Wasn't she the one supposed to be feeling like this? I wasn't the one naked, after all! But her face bared no trace of shame.
She stared to laugh again and she pulled me towards her, into a kiss. I started to feel less nervous as Marina got into it, and I put my arms around her waist as I felt the way with my hands down her smooth back. Marina moaned at my touch and she pushed me against the wall. She slipped her hands up my shirt and undid my bra, breaking the kiss as she slid my shirt and bra off. She bit my neck, making me feel the most intense amount of pleasure. I moaned as she started to undo my pants.
"No..." I said weakly. Marina pulled away and stopped. "What do you mean, no?" She replied, confused.
"I mean," I continued nervously, as I pushed her onto the chair and got on top of her. "I want to pleasure you." I looked her in the eyes and kissed her softly. She smiled and replied. "Okay love."
