Adriana paused, studying the blonde carefully. She knew Spencer too well to know that this was more than just getting some. “What this all about anyway?”

Spencer sighed. “Promise you won’t get offended?” Adriana nodded. “Well, there’s this new girl at school, Ashley. And well, there’s just something weird between us. It’s like, every time we’re alone, this whole sexual tension thing comes up. She gets me all hot and bothered, then she backs off. I have no idea what she’s playing at!”

Adriana frowned. “Are you telling me you’re just using me as a substitute?”

Spencer hung her head. It sounded really bad when Adriana put it that way. “You know what? You’re right. I’m sorry. It was tactless of me and…” Spencer broke off mid-sentence when Adriana pulled her into a deep kiss.

“Meet me at my car in five minutes,” Adriana whispered breathlessly as soon as they broke apart.

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Spencer was leaning against Adriana’s VW Bug after two minutes, having sprinted the entire way from the beach. Adriana laughed as she spotted the blonde waiting impatiently. “My, my, is someone eager.”

Spencer smirked, trailing her fingers down Adriana’s toned stomach. “You bet your cute ass I am.”

Adriana’s eyes slid shut at the sensations going through her body. When they opened again, her usually green eyes were a dark emerald shade. She closed the gap between Spencer’s and her body, pinning the shorter blonde against her car. “Spencer Carlin, I’m going to make you forget about everyone else, but me,” she growled, nipping at Spencer’s neck.

Spencer groaned, feeling herself get wet. “I’m holding you to that promise, Adriana.”

Adriana grinned and pushed herself off Spencer. “Get in the car,” she demanded. Spencer and Adriana were both in the tiny car in record time and speeding towards Adriana’s beach house. Spencer glanced over Adriana, noticing for the first time that she hadn’t bothered to change out of her bikini. The Brazilian girl had simply tied a sarong around her hips. An idea popped into Spencer’s head.

Spencer trailed her fingers down Adriana’s thigh, listening to the slight whimpers from the other girl. She got closer and closer to Adriana’s center, feeling the heat radiate from between her legs. Spencer’s fingers traced patterns on the inside of Adriana’s thighs, watching as Adriana struggle to pay attention to the road. “We’d be able to do this sooner if we get there quicker,” Spencer whispered. She felt the car lurch forward suddenly and laughed at Adriana’s pained expression.