God, this was too much for her. Karina did things to her that made her quiver and God, she wanted her so badly. Laughing softly, the hand on her waist just set off a spark of feelings of lust like dominoes. “Wasn’t I supposed to be angry with you? I can’t even remember.” She purred under Karina’s attention, her cheeks gaining colour with that kiss. Kiara watched her take the sip, with the interest of someone who was mesmerized by the mere actions of her wrist. “Well…there’s always TV, and bitching about it with V. She makes it so much fun, you know?” There was a soft hand of the other’s knee, a lazy caress up her thigh.
Feeling herself move under Karina’s influence, Kiara’s weight shifted. She wasn’t wasted, but she’d like to be. Reaching for the bottle in the cheerleader’s grasp, she wanted the bottle. “Excellent choice.” The warm water was a perfect place to be. Lightly brushing her face against the blonde’s hair, she whispered. “Mind passing the bottle? I don’t want to be the only one sober at this little…rendezvous.”
She picked up the bottle of tequila again, falling slightly into the other girl’s body, holding back a small moan when she felt her hand on her thigh. “V’s great and all, but let’s not talk about other people while we’re with each other.” She whispered in Kiara’s ear. As much as Karina hated to admit, she got a little jealous of other people, especially when it came to Kiara. She usually just pushed any type of feeling aside though in an attempt to keep this thing going as much as long as it can.
The blonde handed the bottle over, letting the taller girl take it. “It just wouldn’t be fair if I were the only one tipsy. Wouldn’t want you to be taking advantage of me, now would we?” Karina teased, using a free hand to run it through Kiara’s red locks.
