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Winter feels her heart stop the moment she sees Karina’s car pull up.
A peaceful, thirty-minute break quickly turns into a meditation session the moment she sees Karina’s hot pink Porsche convertible pull up, straight from a Barbie movie as the fuzzy dice that hang from the mirror bounce around— even from the top of the hill where the parking lot is at, Winter’s still able to spot her with eerie ease.
Karina’s as energetic and bubbly as ever as she exits the car, laughing with her friends as she fails to notice Winter’s shocked stare; her friends however, are much quicker to catch her, sharing knowing looks amongst themselves and laughing softly.
Winter’s face feels hot as she quickly looks back down, her gaze downcast as she goes to scroll on her phone as a distraction— like instinct, she opens Instagram, Karina’s newest story popping up on her feed as Winter finds herself gulping nervously.
Beach day!! >v< the picture is captioned, Karina’s bright smile practically blinding as she poses with her friends— she practically steals the spotlight with ease however, especially when Karina’s wearing a pink halter top with a Hawaiian flower pattern that exposes her breasts perfectly, the dip allowing her gold necklaces to rest in between.
God, Winter sighs, running a hand through her hair as she hears her bubbly laugh from a distance, it’s so difficult having such a hot girlfriend.
A hot girlfriend who’s practically an influencer, Winter adds, counting down the minutes before she has to go back on duty as she remembers how successful Karina’s social media page has become. She didn’t mean to do it on purpose— Karina simply wanted to document her life and style like any other person would— but it seems as though she attracted much more attention than she anticipated.
A few hundred thousand followers and plenty of sponsorships later, however, Karina quickly found herself titled a true “it girl”— not that she wanted to be, anyway.
Karina took her newfound “fame” with a grain of salt however, living her life as normal and continuing to document her lavish and busy lifestyle— in turn, Winter asked Karina to keep their relationship on the more private side.
It wasn’t that Winter didn’t want to be seen with Karina; if anything, she adored showing her off, enjoying the way no one could take their eyes off Karina whenever she entered a room— off her girlfriend. Winter was very vocal about the love and pride she held for her, but she also preferred to keep her life away from the media. And like the angel Karina is, she accepted her wishes without any hesitation.
Like Winter, Karina absolutely adored her partner; she was quite obsessed with Winter, honestly. If Winter let her, Karina probably would fill her feed with Winter, her camera roll that was already filled with pictures of her begging to be posted as her mind told her that Winter could be an influencer as well— because who was she kidding, Winter’s so smoking hot.
“Girl, you need to stop staring before you start drooling,” Giselle says, helping Ningning unload the bags from the car as they begin to laugh and tease Karina. She simply whined at Giselle’s comment, biting her lip before she forced herself to look away; how could someone look so attractive by just scrolling on their phone?
“I can’t help it,” Karina said, taking a beach bag from Ningning in order to help, “she’s just sooo hot!”
“And you let us know every time,” Ningning laughs, nudging her side as she gestures toward the beach before her, “don’t you at least wanna get closer?”
Like an eager kitten, Karina nods, getting a head start as she speed walks down the steep path towards the beach; Karina can hear her friends yelling at her to be careful, but all she can currently think about is Winter— Winter and her damp skin, Winter and her pale skin that’ll be left exposed to the hot sun, Winter and her chain that Karina loves to tug on when she’s on top of her…
Oh my god, Karina realized with dread, her thighs rubbing together as she stopped to wait for her friends, I’m so horny right now.
The curse of having such a hot girlfriend— Karina literally got soaking wet from the very thought of Winter.
The last thing Karina would do is have her friends realize, however, much too embarrassed to let them in on her more intimate thoughts as she scans the beach, looking past the groups of people for a good spot to settle down; lucky for her, she finds a spot between the lifeguard tower and a concessions stand.
“Here here here!” Karina yells, running towards the spot without hesitation as her friends are forced to keep up; she ignores the feeling of the sand slipping into her sandal pumps, much more distracted by the fact that she’ll be able to see her girlfriend on duty.
Winter, ever the innocent victim of Karina’s antics, remains clueless as to where she’s setting up at the moment; Winter sits at the tables on the other side of the concession stand, still scrolling through her phone as she counts down the minutes before she’s on duty once more— sighing, she looks up from her device, her eyes scanning the hill before her as she inevitably finds Karina’s car— she can’t help but frown once she sees that Karina’s no longer there.
Where could she have run off to, Winter wonders, walking over to the headquarters in order to go back on rotation— she’s unable to stop thinking about Karina, already dreading how much of a distraction she’ll be to her as Winter makes her way over to her platform— only to stop, her breath stuttering as she sees the very sight she’s been dreading.
Karina's wearing that same denim mini-skirt that always drives Winter crazy— actually, she’s not even wearing it anymore, Winter’s teeth sink into her lip as she watches Karina strip innocently. The bikini she’s wearing matches her top, the same pink with the Hawaiian flower pattern; the shameful excuse of a bottom barely covers Karina, yet she doesn't really seem to notice as she ties a sheer beach skirt around her hips.
Dangerously, Karina pulls her shirt over her head; and if Winter wasn’t flustered enough by her bottoms, the matching top definitely did the trick— how it barely managed to cover Karina almost impressed Winter, her mouth drying as she took note of the way Karina tied all the strings into cute little bows, adorning her hips and back as her friends complimented her over the cute set— puffing her chest out proudly, Winter swore she almost fell to her knees as she took note of the piercings that poked through the thin fabric.
Oh god. She’s screwed.
Karina and her friends are quick to set everything up; she’s eager to lay back against the towel as Ningning runs to the ocean, yelling at the two of them to go with her as she laughs with joy.
“No thanks, I’ll stay here,” Karina says, getting comfortable as she stretches under the sun, the warmth making her smile as she reassures Giselle, “Actually, I think the place over there has a mini bar— I might go get a drink.”
With one last goodbye and a yell along the lines of get me one, I’ll meet you there! Giselle leaves, sand kicking up behind her as she begins to chase after Ningning; the two look beyond happy as they enter the water, the sight endearing as Karina finally gets up.
Unbeknownst to Karina, Winter watches like a hawk; she couldn’t get her eyes off Karina even if she wanted to, the sway of her hips and the shining sun on her skin much too enticing as she watches her leave, bitterly taking note of the way the men nearby begin to drool over her.
Winter isn’t an insecure person— she’s far from it, and she knows damn well that Karina would choose her over any man on this beach. But Winter’s also tempted to run after her, to claim Karina as hers and show everyone just how much she’s off limits— but she remains professional, feeling her ears turn red as she snaps out of her lewd fantasies.
Karina hasn't even talked to Winter, but she’s already feeling desperate for her.
Being a lifeguard has its perks— today’s perk comes in the form of her tall seat, being able to get a good look at the whole beach, and Karina. More specifically, the way she cutely leaned against the counter of the bar, pouting like always as she took a second to stare at the menu.
“So…” Karina trails off, pursuing her lips before she’s smacking her lips, tapping her ID rhythmically against the wood as she feels the worker staring at her intently, “I’ll just have two margaritas. And a water. Please?”
The worker before Karina is bright and quick to work as he nods, stumbling over his feet for a second before he’s making Karina her drink; she doesn’t think she’s ever seen someone work so fast as he hands Karina her order, sliding over an ice cold water bottle as well.
“Thank you! How much do I owe you?” Karina exclaimed, placing her purse over the counter as she began to dig for her wallet; only for him to interrupt her, stuttering out a quiet Oh, wait, as she looked up at him with innocent doe eyes, waiting for him to continue.
“It’s on the house,” he smiles, watching as Karina can only let her jaw drop at his words; unsure of what to do, she glanced back at her order, left speechless as she took a second, only to look back up at the worker in surprise.
“Really?” Karina asks breathily, tilting her head as she leans in closer— the worker simply nods, smiling sweetly as they reassure her that she doesn't need to pay, “Oh, you’re so sweet!”
Karina laughs at the way he turns slightly red, surprised at his kind act as she asks one last time if it’s really okay— he reassures her once more, opening his mouth to say something before another customer is approaching, taking his attention as he reluctantly leaves her side.
Taking a sip of her drink, Karina can’t help but feel the smile stuck on her face as Giselle finally appears to join her; she’s soaking wet as she stands with Karina under the shade of the bar, thanking her with a cute smile as she takes the margarita Karina hands her.
“How much? I’ll pay you back,” Giselle says, gesturing at the drink before her as Karina simply shakes her head in response.
“No need. It was free!” Karina says, giggling at the way Giselle looks at her incredulously.
“Free?” Giselle echoes, watching as Karina only nodded eagerly in response, “how?”
“Dunno,” Karina says, licking at the rim that’s dusted with sugar, “that worker guy was just really sweet!”
“Or attracted to you,” Giselle muses, nudging Karina playfully as she gives her a mischievous grin— she laughs as Karina shakes her head defensively, painfully unaware of her pretty privilege as she fails to notice the way the worker glances back at Karina, clearly hoping to talk to her again.
“I got this for Ningning,” Karina says, gesturing to the cold water bottle that’s currently dripping over the counter, “gonna go give it to her, wanna come with?”
Giselle shakes her head, gesturing to her unfinished drink as she tells Karina to go ahead; watching her go ahead, she waits for Karina to get out of earshot, turning to the employee before she narrows her eyes at him.
“Can I get a water please?”
Without another glance, he nods— “That’ll be one-fifty.”
Barking out a laugh, Giselle grins, proving her theory right as she watches him turn red from the realization that she caught on— being friends with Karina proved to come with more benefits than she realized, she thinks, biting back another smile as she goes to drink her margarita. Turning around, she watches Karina fondly— and more specifically, the way she begins to walk past the volleyball game that’s going on, making her way back to her setup as the men playing begin to take notice of Karina.
“Hey baby,” a man calls out, drawing her attention as Karina simply hums politely in response, “Why don’t you come play with us?”
Karina can only muster out a soft laugh at that, shaking her head as she ignores the way her body begins to heat up from all the attention; shyly, she refuses their offer, unsure of what to say as she feels their eyes taking her in slowly.
“Oh, I’m not that good,” Karina says, shaking off their amused laughs as she holds Ningning’s water bottle close to her, feeling the perspiration drip onto her forearm, “I probably wouldn’t be very useful on your team.”
Her response is genuine; Karina knows she’s not very good at volleyball after countless failed attempts to learn, much more content sitting on the sidelines and watching her girlfriend absolutely dominate during her games— the thought is enough to have Karina fighting back a fond smile, brought back to reality by the way the man talking to her takes a step closer.
“It's okay, I can teach you,” the man grins, spinning the volleyball expertly in his hands as his teammates nod in agreement. Karina’s unsure of how to refuse them now, but a sudden sharp whistle is taking all of their attention as her head turns to the source of the sound.
Karina practically feels like an overexcited child getting candy as she spots Winter, on duty and scolding a group of teenagers for who-knows-what. Without another thought, Karina runs over to her, leaving the group of men who can only call for her to wait— their words fall deaf on her ears as she feels her heart beating faster, calling out Winter’s name and watching as she finally spots Karina running over to her.
“Winter!” Karina says, waving cutely as she watches Winter smile fondly at her— Karina thinks her heart could burst as she practically jumps into her arms, feeling Winter stumble back from the impact as Karina throws her arms around her fondly.
“Winter!! Baby, hi!!” Karina says, bouncing on her feet as she pulls away to pepper kisses on Winter cheek; all she can do is laugh as she falls victim to Karina, muttering a soft “okay, okay” as she pats her back fondly.
“Baby, baby, I’m still working,” Winter reminds Karina, watching her pull away with a small oh right, that tumbles from her lips. Winter’s hands are still on her waist as her fingers trace over the fabric of her beach skirt, and Karina can’t help the way she bursts into giggles as she takes her in.
“What, are you laughing at?” Winter asks, brows rising as she tilts her head up curiously; Karina can only shake her head, wiping the bottom of her lip as she attempts to calm down.
“My lip gloss is all over you,” Karina says, watching as Winter simply laughs at her comment, her dimple on display as Winter reaches up to rub at her cheek— it barely works, but she doesn’t seem to mind much as she finally lets go of Karina.
“Did you get yourself a drink, pretty?” Winter says, nodding her head at the water bottle Karina holds in her hands; she nods, smiling happily as she recounts the events that happened in her head.
“Yeah, the worker there is super sweet,” Karina gushes, glancing back at where she sees Giselle still leaning against the counter, waving at her happily as she’s quick to return the gesture, “he gave me my drinks for free.”
“Did he now?” Winter asks, raising a brow at Karina as she watches her nod innocently. Glancing back at the shop, Winter sees him, who can only avert his eyes and hide from her sight. Looking back at Karina, her gaze softens as she takes in the way Karina practically glows under the sun, “that’s very nice of him.”
Winter wishes nothing more than to be able to go back off duty and enjoy her time with her girlfriend; instead, she needs to wait another four hours before she can properly show Karina just how happy she is to see her— unbeknownst to Karina of course, much too eager to be outside on such a nice day as she rambles about things with no clear end in sight.
“I need to go back to work, baby,” Winter sighs, smiling at the way Karina began to whine immediately, “I know, I know— I wish I wasn’t working today either.”
Bringing Karina in closer, Winter places a soft kiss on the tip of her nose before she’s taking a step back, the dazed smile Karina sends her enough to have her heart fluttering as she returns it without a thought.
“I‘m just happy I get to see you.”
Winter’s words clearly affect Karina as she attempts to stutter a response, hitting her with a whine the moment Winter tries to laugh at her fondly— Karina can tell she’s reluctant to leave, but the same group of teenagers as before seem to be causing a ruckus once more as she sighs, bidding her goodbye before Winter’s off.
Karina can only stand and stare with dismay, pouting as she watches Winter turn her back to her— her toned back and tight white tank top, with a waist so small Karina would do anything to wrap her arms around it— or even better, her legs…
Karina groans as the same dangerous train of thought begins to hit her, her eyes squeezing shut as she forced herself to turn around— to walk straight to where Ningning lays without glancing back at her girlfriend, the task much harder than she’d think as she heard Winter’s sharp voice scolding the group of teenagers.
She sounds so hot, Karina thinks to herself, wanting nothing more than to run away with her and have Winter fuck her stupid behind the concession stand, oh my god, I need her so bad.
“Wow, this thing is freezing,” Ningning says, taking the water bottle from her hands gratefully. Watching as Karina slumps down next to her, Ningning pauses, trying to guess what might be wrong before she follows her line of sight.
“Ah,” she mutters, taking a long sip from her water before she sighs, “Are you sad you can’t talk to Winter?”
“She’s being professionalll,” Karina groans, throwing a hand over her eyes as she laid back, the pout forming on her face second nature at this point, “I just wish she’d stay over here!”
“It’d be a danger to the public if she just stopped doing her job,” Ningning reasons, watching the way Karina reluctantly agrees with her, “plus, it was your idea to visit while she was on duty.”
“I didn’t think she’d look so fucking hot!” Karina admits, crossing her arms over her chest in defeat as Ningning simply laughs in amusement. Opening her eyes, Karina's surprised to find Giselle looming over her, a smile on her face as she takes her seat on her towel beside her.
“You always think she looks hot. Also, the bartender over there totally wants you.” Giselle pipes up, calling Ningning's name as she gestures to the water bottle in her hands before gesturing back to the mini-bar.
“Don’t tell me,” Ningning says, staring down at the item in her hand as Giselle nods in confirmation, “wow, that’s pretty impressive.”
“It’s nothing, he was just being nice!” Karina refutes, ever the airhead and her friends simply shake their heads in response, “It’s true!”
“He didn’t bother looking back in my direction once you left,” Giselle points out, glaring playfully at Ningning who laughs at her comment, “not to mention, those guys playing volleyball were literally drooling over you.”
“Wait, I saw that— I was kind of scared for a second,” Ningning admits, Giselle nodding along as she confesses that she was about to jump in when Karina finally managed to escape, “You’re so lucky you managed to leave before things got weird.”
To be honest, Karina stopped listening around that last part— well, it’s not like she wasn’t listening, it’s more like she wasn’t really contributing to the conversation as she takes notice of Winter, more specifically the way she’s playing with a child around the shallow end of the ocean, watching as Winter manages to make the child laugh, her eyes bright and fond as she takes good care of the toddler.
The sight practically has Karina melting, and she’s forced to bite her lip to suppress her smile— but then again, she’s never really been good at hiding things— especially with the way she finds her friends looking in the direction she is, the two of them sporting knowing smiles as they exchange a look.
“Oh girl,” Ningning sighs, going to lay on her back as she puts on her sunglasses, “You’re drooling again.”
Shit, Karina totally was.
-♡-
The next three and a half hours pass by painfully slow— for Winter, at least.
It seems that Karina was finally able to take her eyes off Winter after a period of adjustment, and Winter’s able to watch from her post as Karina enjoys herself in the ocean, splashing around with her friends as the three of them have fun and remain carefree.
Carefree is probably one of the last words Winter would use to describe herself at the moment— it was a given that being a lifeguard was unpredictable and difficult, but being on duty while having her hot girlfriend that attracted attention like a magnet there with her was next-level.
Winter couldn’t even begin to count the number of times someone managed to hit on Karina in the past hour— from what she saw, at least— it was ridiculous, really, even more so because Karina was never able to pick up on it. Ever.
Winter couldn’t take her eyes off Karina for one second without a new person approaching; she chalks it up to both her beauty and the fact that Karina's one of the most approachable people Winter has ever met.
Winter’s never been happier to own sunglasses than today— or else Karina definitely would’ve caught her watching carefully as a random man her age offered to put sunscreen on Karina, her friends back in the ocean as she opted to take a moment to rest under the sun instead.
“your swimsuit is so cute,” he told Karina, his voice filled with a flirty lilt as it managed to travel to Winter’s ears; Karina had been as clueless as ever, holding her top up with her hands as she allowed him to untie her string and lotion her back— Winter tried to give this random stranger the benefit of the doubt, but it was really difficult to with the way he massaged Karina gently and leaned over to speak into her ear.
“Are you single?” The implications of his words barely registered in Karina’s head before thoughts of Winter was overpowering her brain, a smile involuntarily tugging at her lips as she tried to hold back her giddy giggles in order to answer.
“She’s not.”
Karina could feel the man’s hands still on her shoulder as the two of them looked up, her smile only widening as her eyes met Winter’s— at least she thought, she was currently wearing sunglasses. (Which she looked really hot in, of course. Karina thinks she would’ve jumped on Winter by now if it weren’t for the risk of her flashing the entire beach.)
“Oh, I’m sorry,” the man behind Karina said, laughing nervously as he quickly went to stand; Karina couldn’t help but be confused by the way he hurriedly said goodbye to her and ran off, but all her questions were answered once she turned around to meet Winter’s irritated face, her brows pulled together in a frown as she let out a soft tsk.
“Winter, are you jealous?” The question is enough to have her snap out of her daze, blinking wildly behind her shades before Winter’s pushing them up and onto her head, pushing her wet hair back and exposing her forehead as she did; looking down at Karina, she can’t help but soften at the sight of her and her cute wide eyes, letting out a soft chuckle before Winter’s patting her head fondly.
“No, I’m not.”
Karina watches as Winter settles down in front her, taking the previous man’s spot as she murmurs for Karina to turn around. She’s facing forward once more, taking in the pretty sight of the beach as she shifts on her knees, sitting back on her legs as she waits for Winter to do something.
“You looked pretty jealous,” Karina muses, looking down to watch as Winter takes the sunscreen bottle that was left at her side; the smell of the lotion fills her senses once more as Karina heard her open it, squeezing some on her palm as the sound of Winter’s airy laugh reaches her ears.
“Well, it’s not exactly nice to watch another person feeling up my girl,” Winter reasons, watching as Karina straightens up at her comment, “why didn’t you ask your friends for help baby?”
“Mmmh, they’re busy and he offered to help,” Karina confessed, shivering at the feeling of the cold lotion against her shoulders, “and he was not feeling me up.”
Unbeknownst to Karina, Winter can’t help but feel frustrated at her comment— her naivety made it difficult to make a point sometimes, and this was one of those moments as Winter was unable to stop the deep sigh that escaped her.
“He wasn’t?” Winter asks, and Karina can’t help but gasp as she feels her touch become harsher; fingers digging into her flesh, massaging her shoulders tenderly as Winter leans in close to whisper into her ear, her hands roaming her body so slowly Karina thinks she might melt, “so what do you feel now that I’m doing it?”
Horny.
“I… I feel like I’m in the wrong,” Karina admits, stuttering softly as Winter begins to come back up to her shoulders, her hands going past her collarbones and down her arms; slowly, she makes her way down, leaning forward as she does so until she’s pressed firmly against Karina’s back— Winter’s chest against her back, her hands reaching for her own as she interlocks their fingers.
Karina can feel Winter’s hair tickle against her neck as she presses a slow kiss against the back of her shoulder, biting her lip as Karina fights back the desperate whine that threatens to escape from her.
“Glad you realize,” Winter laughs softly, letting go of her and sitting back as she takes a moment to inspect the beach; Karina can’t help the sadness that fills her as Winter begins to stand, only to pause as she notices her dejected state.
“Do you need any more help?” Winter asks slowly, watching as Karina nods happily before she’s laying down across the towel; Winter thinks she might lose her job as Karina looks back at her, batting her eyes prettily as she sends her a coy smile.
“Do the rest for me?”
Winter hesitates. On one hand, it wasn’t very professional of her to lotion up her incredibly gorgeous girlfriend while on duty— not that the public was aware of the fact that the two were together, anyway— but on the other hand…
“How could I say no to you,” Winter sighs, kneeling at her side and taking the lotion bottle from Karina as she decides fuck it— she has half an hour left anyway.
Her skin is warm to the touch; both of them are sighing in contentment the moment Winter’s hands meet her skin again, massaging the lotion into the rest of her back as she tries to remain as professional as possible.
Karina, on the other hand, is not doing that great.
If there’s one thing that tests her self-control more than anything, it’s Winter— especially when Winter has her hands all over her, her touch firm and soothing as she begins to massage the back of her thighs— if she sees Karina squeeze them together, Winter doesn’t bother to let on, her mind fogging with horrible and lewd thoughts that would have her girlfriend red and flustered within seconds.
The last of her resolve crumbles the moment Winter’s fingers ghost over her waist; dipping under the skimpy string of her bikini, reaching toward the lower backside before Winter begins to cop a feel— Karina can feel her breathing begin to pick up as she’s moving up, tickling against her sides before she’s reaching past her top; fingers massaging against the sides of her breasts, cupping what she can before she’s squeezing coyly. Flustered, Karina buries her head into her arms, listening to the way Winter laughs teasingly, her hands drifting away just as quickly as they appeared before she’s going to ask Karina if she’s alright teasingly.
“I need you,” Karina whined, the words muffled against her arms as she dug her head deeper into her arms.
“Hmm?”
This seems to be her last straw; sitting up, Karina scrambles to keep her top on as she turns around to face Winter, taking her in, in all her sun-kissed glory, sure that she looks beyond flustered and destroyed by now.
“Winter, I need you so bad,” Karina whines out, scooting closer to her as she watches her eyes widen with her unhinged rambling, “I’ve been trying to be good this whole time and distract myself, but it’s so fucking hard because I’ve been wet from just looking at you— Winter baby, I’m so hmmf—!”
Winter is impressed by how easily Karina’s able to fluster her— she’s sure her ears are completely red as she presses her palm firmly against her mouth, taking in the way Karina looks at her with wide, teary, and lustful eyes.
Winter takes a deep breath in order to control the dangerous feeling of desire that flows through her.
Exhaling deeply, Winter takes a second to look at the clock posted by the headquarters— she feels her body relax with relief as she slowly pulls her hand away from Karina, giving her a warning look before she gestures at the time.
“Fifteen minutes,” Winter says, leaning in and muttering the words in her smooth and low, glorious voice, “can you be good for me for another fifteen minutes?”
Karina thinks she might die if Winter doesn't fuck her right now.
“Yeah,” Karina breathed out shakily, watching as Winter laughed at her pathetic state.
“Good,” Winter says, standing up and getting ready to leave before another lifeguard realizes she’s been talking to her this whole time, “just wait for me, baby.”
Karina’s a bit dejected as she watches her leave, back to being her perfect and professional self as she spots abandoned swimming equipment from the rental shop; she can feel Karina’s heated gaze on her the entire time, forced to stifle a laugh as Winter glances back in her direction curiously— Karina’s shamelessly staring, a pout on her face as she carefully re-ties her top once more.
Please, Karina thinks to herself, choosing to lie back against her towel and clear out her thoughts, her eyes fluttering shut as she takes a deep breath, please let these next fifteen minutes pass quickly.
-♡-
Winter knows the exact second her fifteen minutes are up— only because Karina runs up to her like an excited kid, her beach skirt flowing in the wind as she waves at her excitedly.
“Will you let me clock out at least?” Winter asks, letting out an amused laugh as Karina immediately attached herself to Winter’s side; she gave her a quick nod of her head in response, telling her to lead the way as Karina refuses to leave her anytime soon.
“Missed you so much,” Karina says, eyes sparkling as Winter can only throw her head back and laugh in bewilderment at her comment, “I’m serious! It’s hard to keep my hands off you.”
“Don’t worry, I feel the same,” Winter hums, slowing her steps to place a gentle peck on her cheek, “Wait for me? I’ll only be a moment.”
Nodding happily, Karina tells her she’ll go get her a drink— she knew Winter could use it, taking in her tired steps as she walks back to headquarters with a sigh— turning around, Karina spots her friends already at the bar, waving her over as she make her way to them happily.
“She’s finally off?” Giselle asks, watching as Karina nods with a bright smile on her face, “that’s good. You two can spend some time together now— especially now that the sun is beginning to set.”
“Not that you weren’t already,” Ningning teases, watching as Karina tries to defend herself with useless stutters as she continues to poke fun at her.
“I— can I just get a water?” Giving up on trying to win the argument, Karina turns back to the same worker from earlier, watching as he jumps in surprise the moment her eyes meet his.
“Oh, of course,” he mutters, placing the ice-cold refreshment before he clears his throat, face turning red as he avoids eye contact with Karina, “You don’t owe me anything, we’re closing soon and the register is already locked.”
Letting out an embarrassed laugh, Karina can’t help but glance at her friends, feeling her face become hot as they send Karina sly looks; he seems to be just as flustered as her, bowing politely before turning around and resuming his closing tasks— biting her lip, Karina suppresses another laugh, her friends already mouthing things along the lines of I told you so, as she simply pushes them playfully, looking around to see if Winter has come back yet.
“This for me baby?” Winter’s hand is warm on her waist as she appears behind Karina, looking over her shoulder and smiling as Karina eagerly hands her the water bottle in return.
Winter’s quick to drink, much thirstier than she realized as she practically begins to gulp it down; she can feel Karina’s stare on her the whole time, fighting back a smile as she closes her eyes in an attempt to ignore it.
She looks like a model, Karina thinks, watching her fondly with hearts in her eyes; the day hasn’t looked nicer than it does now, the beach almost empty now that the sun has almost set and the weather growing cooler as the waves crash against the shore, the golden rays of the sun practically leave Winter glowing. Playfully, she pushes Karina away, unable to hold back her laugh any longer as she scolds her to stop staring! Karina can only laugh sheepishly as she tries to deny doing so, but she knew she’d never believed her from how clingy Karina’s been with her all day.
“You’re so sweet,” Winter falsely smiles at the worker, the said male practically jumping out of his skin at the mention of his name; turning around slowly, he laughs awkwardly, meeting eyes with Winter, who snakes an arm around her waist and pulls Karina closer as she tilts her head teasingly, “for not charging my girl. I appreciate it.”
“Yeah, of course,” he stutters, eyes downcast as he feels his face burning from the attention, “figured it was for you, so I didn’t bother ringing it up.”
Winter only hums in appreciation at the man’s comment, slightly irritated at the way he’s able to lie through his teeth so easily; turning away from him, she takes the chance to look at Karina, smiling fondly and leaning in for a chaste kiss that has Karina melting against her.
“Gross. Get a room you two,” Giselle scoffs, covering Ningning’s eyes playfully as the two tease them endlessly.
“Gladly,” Winter smiles mischievously, rolling her eyes at the way her friends gag in response, pulling Karina against her as she steadies herself with a hand on Winter’s chest, “mind if I steal her away from you guys for a bit?”
“Go ahead,” Giselle says, waving the two of them away with ease, “bring her back in one piece, please.”
I’ll try, is all Winter says, pulling Karina along and laughing at the way she eagerly follows along with one last goodbye to her friends, clueless to the way Winter’s jaw ticks with annoyance as she pulls her away from their friends— and right towards headquarters, making her way to the back of the building, secluded by trees and the hill she came from.
“Win, what’re we doing here—?” Karina’s sentence is briefly cut off with Winter’s mouth against hers, the kiss harsh and desperate, moaning weakly against Winter’s mouth as she sinks her teeth into Karina’s bottom lip.
The string of saliva that connects the two as Winter pulls away has Karina whining breathily, steadying herself with two hands placed firmly on her shoulders as she allows Winter to corner her, walking backward as her firm hold on Karina’s hips forces her to be pressed against the wall.
“You drive me so fucking crazy,” Winter growls in frustration, attaching her lips right under her ear as she begins to suck— Karina’s gasping in response, clinging onto her desperately as she already feels her knees become weak. Pulling away from her, Winter’s dark gaze meets hers, heated and sharp as she takes in her fucked out state.
“Do you have any idea how hard it is to have my girlfriend get flirted with by everyone that lays their eyes on her?” Winter asks, shifting her hips towards Karina as she slots her thigh between hers with ease, “to just watch it happen because she’s too much of an airhead to realize what’s happening in front of her?”
The whimper that escapes Karina from Winter’s words is downright embarrassing; but it’s enough to have Winter’s lips back on hers, eager to keep her quiet as her fingers begin to play with the strings of her bikini.
If there’s one thing Winter is an expert at, it’s pleasing Karina with every part of her body— which is exactly why she’s able to have her turn into a mess in seconds, flexing her thigh and bouncing it as her hands force Karina’s hips down on her more; Winter’s controlling her every movement, her grip on Karina bruising as she wonders if it’ll leave a mark on her later.
“You’re soaking wet,” Winter muses, feeling the way Karina claws at her back uselessly, throwing her head back against the wall as she tries to set the pace herself, only to fail miserably, “barely took anything and you’re already dripping all over me.”
The pleasure becomes overwhelming as Winter begins to litter kisses all over Karina, biting at her softly as she slowly begins to make her way down to her breasts; with a breathy moan, Karina juts out her chest, the sight making Winter let out an airy laugh as her eyes flicker back up to her face to watch her expression carefully.
“Such pretty tits,” Winter grins, kissing on top of the fabric as she watches her eyes flutter shut, her eyes flickering back down to the metal that pushes against the thin top, “which ones are you wearing today baby?”
“The ones you got me,” Karina replied, biting her lip as she opened her eyes, clouded with lust as she grinds a little harder against Winter’s thigh, “the heart ones.”
Winter’s warm mouth against her breast is enough to have Karina letting out a sigh of contentment; a hand immediately threads itself in Winter’s hair as she feels her tongue laving over her nipple through the fabric, tracing the jewelry carefully as Karina pushes her chest out to her in response. Winter’s hand comes up to slip itself under the fabric of her swimsuit, grabbing her breast and squeezing teasingly before she begins to circle her other nipple.
Karina feels dizzy, Winter’s touch practically everywhere as her eyes flutter shut, trying her best to keep her noises to a minimum as she bites her lip— but it’s useless, especially with the way Winter’s practically on her, her warm body on hers as Karina’s able to feel Winter’s erection against her.
Whining hopelessly, Karina lets go of Winter’s hair, allowing her hand to trail down as she gets a good feel of her body— her toned arms, her abs that flex in anticipation as Karina begins pawing at her swim shorts.
“Please please please,” Karina whines, slipping a hand past the barriers and stroking Winter’s dick slowly, her hips picking up the pace as she hears Winter groan lowly into her ear, “please fuck me Winter, I need you so bad and I’ve been waiting so patiently for you…”
“Have you?” Winter asks, relishing in the way her hand struggles to keep up the pace, shivering slightly at the way Karina tightens her grip on her for a second, “because all I seen today is the way my little attention whore of a girlfriend can’t survive if my eyes aren’t on her for a second.”
“Did you have fun seeing the way everyone else drooled over you?” Winter asks, pulling Karina’s hand away from her harshly before she’s fully stepping in between her legs, hooking one of them around her waist before Winter begins to grind her erection against her, “did you like seeing me jealous, sweet thing?”
“I didn’t mean to,” Karina gasps, feeling Winter grind against her entrance as she unties her beach skirt with deft fingers, the cloth fluttering to the ground as Winter begins to grind against her harder, “I didn’t know—!”
“Oh, you didn’t know?” Winter mocks, taking pity on Karina for a second before her gaze hardens again, “You never know, pitiful thing.”
It’s almost shameful how hard her pussy clenches at Winter’s words; Karina's made a mess of her bottom as Winter groans, eyes catching the way she’s left a damp spot already.
“God, you really can’t control yourself, hmm?” Winter asks, cooing at her softly as she takes in the way Karina’s already begun to tear up. The sound of distant voices has her pausing, and Karina feels as though she’s afraid to breathe as her wide eyes meet Winter’s.
“Did she leave already?” The voice is immediately recognizable as Winter narrows her eyes, listening to Kazuha, one of the other lifeguards on rotation today, talk to someone else.
“Yeah… she left a few minutes ago,” The bartender responds, and Karina can’t help but raise a brow as Winter takes a step away from her, about to mouth what are you doing? before Winter’s sinking to her knees before her, throwing a leg over her shoulder as Karina can only watch helplessly.
“With that one girl?” Kazuha asks, her eyes widening as Karina glances over in the direction the sound comes from; she’s quickly brought to the girl in front of her as Winter begins to litter kisses all over her inner thigh, biting the skin softly as she murmurs eyes on me. Shakily, Karina nods, letting out a shaky breath as the conversation from the two filters back to them once more.
“Yeah, you saw her?” The bartender says— Winter’s nimble fingers are undoing the ties of her bottoms with such ease that Karina can’t help but gasp as the fabric slips off, her pussy left for display as her girlfriend takes in how wet Karina is with a satisfied smile.
Winter’s tongue is warm and teasing as she circles it over her clit, letting her spit coat Karina freely before she’s pressing firm kisses against her bud— Karina's forced to slap a hand over her mouth as Winter begins to suck on it, her tongue running over the sensitive bud as she feels her thighs shaking around her head; her hair is wet and ticklish as it touches the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, and Karina’s forced to concentrate in order to not let an embarrassing sound slip from her lips.
“Bro, of course I did— she was fucking hot,” Kazuha’s confession is enough to have Winter working harder, fingers prodding at her entrance and eagerly stretching Karina out as she chokes back on a moan— in any other situation, Karina would be loud enough that Winter would have to stop to tease her about it, but the thought of either of them hearing this was much too mortifying as Winter began to slowly pump her fingers.
Her body said otherwise, however.
“I saw you give her those drinks for free,” Kazuha teased, and Karina listened to the way the bartender simply groaned at the reminder; Karina, on the other hand, was forced to remain quiet, her eyes rolling to the back of her head the moment Winter added a third finger, picking up her pace and bringing her closer to her high as she began to rock her hips against Winter’s face subconsciously, feeling her tongue beginning to wander as it licked all over her pussy— curling her fingers, Karina sighed, feeling the way she flattened her tongue against her clit before Winter began to pump her fingers once more.
“I thought I’d try to make a move on her or something,” The bartender confesses, the embarrassed tone to his voice not lost on Karina as she feels herself grow hot— her hand presses harder against her mouth as she reaches down to thread her fingers through Winter’s hair, pulling her closer against her pussy as she subtly tries to communicate that she’s close; Winter seems to get the hint as she does her best to keep her ministrations up, her eyes squeezing shut as their conversation continues to flow into her ears.
“But that was before I knew she was Winter’s girl,” The bartender says, sighing as Kazuha replies with an incredulous seriously? “Yeah, you should’ve seen the way she looked at me when she caught on, man. I was scared for my life.”
Karina’s sure she knows how Winter was looking at him— at least, if it’s any resemblance to the way she looks at her now, her eyes filled with pure possessiveness and anger that it has Karina coming undone in seconds, a weak moan escaping through her hand as she squeezed her eyes shut. Winter helps Karina ride out her orgasm diligently, the lewd sounds of her tongue cleaning her up making Karina flustered as she covers her face in embarrassment.
Winter’s sucking teasing marks all over her inner thighs once more before she’s standing back up, prying her fingers apart gently as she whispers for Karina to look at her; her eyes are needy as she blinks down at Winter, and Winter swears she’s never looked more beautiful as she practically glows before her, her eyes darkening at the reminder that Karina’s all her— her coworkers could only dream of getting close to her, let alone having her in the position she does now.
“My pretty girl,” Winter sighs out, smiling at the way Karina throws her arms over her shoulders, bringing her in closer until Karina’s pulling her in for a tender kiss— it doesn’t last long however, her breathy whines making Winter press against her cunt once more, feeling how much wetter it’s gotten as she begins to kiss Karina senseless.
“My pretty girl,” Winter repeats, pulling away to trail her kisses down to her neck, beginning to suck carelessly as she feels Karina reach down to pull her cock out, “all mine. Mine.”
Winter’s sudden possessiveness is new to Karina as she can only remain pliant under her, allowing Winter to do whatever she wants with her as she finally aligns herself at Karina’s entrance; biting her lip, she buries her head in the crook of Winter’s neck, squeezing her eyes shut as she feels Winter tease her— rubbing the head of her cock up and down her slit, feeling the way Karina clenches around nothing as Winter grinds against her subtly— it’s enough to have Karina digging her nails into her, whining into her ear that she needs more as she feels Winter’s tip begin to nudge at her clit; Karina thinks she might lose it as she feels the precum drip all over her cunt, her hips shifting toward her involuntarily to try and chase the feeling.
Her mouth is falling open the moment Winter’s entering her; stretching Karina out, sliding in inch by inch as she feels her pussy fluttering around her uncontrollably— she can feel the way Karina’s gasping against her skin, and she’s hooking her leg over her waist once more as Winter presses her firmly against the wall of the building.
Karina’s shaking like a leaf against her; whining for more, biting and kissing at her skin absentmindedly as she grinds against Winter, her cunt dripping and sucking her in as the thought of keeping quiet slowly escapes her mind.
It’s enough to have Winter tugging Karina back, pulling on her hair teasingly before she’s planting her hand firmly over her mouth— her eyes never leave hers, the conversation of the two workers nearby muddled in her ears as Winter begins to move.
It’s slow at first, the grind of her hips against Karina’s allowing her cock to hit deep into her, the wet sounds of her cunt around her making Karina feel slightly shy before the thought is completely thrown out the window— she could care less of what’s happening around her as Winter begins to thrust roughly into Karina, her body rocking from the motion and her eyes threatening to flutter shut as she feels Winter’s cock hit against her sweet spot; but Karina refrains from doing so, much more entranced by her gaze as Winter slowly begins to pick up the pace, the sounds that come from Karina getting more difficult to muffle as she feels herself getting overwhelmed by the pleasure.
The reminder that there are two people that could hear Karina has her looking over to where they stand, feeling her heartbeat pick up from the anxiety as she eyes that direction carefully— Karina’s quickly snapped back to reality the moment Winter is jerking her head back to her gently, tightening her hold on Karina as her gaze darkens.
“Eyes on me,” Winter whispers, rolling her hips just the way Karina likes as though to make a point.
Eyes on her. Eyes only on her, Karina thinks, struggling to think anything coherent as Winter’s hand reaches up to pull her breasts out from her top, the flesh spilling out and beginning to bounce freely from the way Winter is fucking her— the heart jewelry that adorns her nipples shine at her, the sight making Winter let out a weak moan as Karina feels her twitch inside.
“So lucky to have you,” Winter sighs, reaching over to her other leg as she briefly lets go of her mouth— not before taking one of Karina’s hands and placing it over her mouth, pressing her hand firmly over her own as she gives Karina a stern look— and Winter hoists her up, leaving Karina completely at her mercy as she begins to bounce her on her cock, the feeling making her slap her other hand over her mouth as Karina eyes roll back from the pleasure.
“Stupid airhead, only has eyes for me,” Winter rambles, laughing quietly to herself before it breaks out into another moan— she’s practically driving Karina into the wall behind her as she fucks into her roughly, able to set a much faster pace as Winter watches her tits bounce in her face lewdly, “god, so glad to have you all to myself— you’re perfect, cute little pussy was made for me.”
Karina clenches down on her at that, feeling as though she’s going crazy from the pleasure— that, and the way Winter looks, feeling her nails dig into her thighs as Karina takes in her messy, wet hair, her pale skin and arms that flex from using her strength on Karina, and her face that’s contorted with pleasure as her lips become bruised with how much she’s biting on them— in an effort to keep herself quiet, Winter hovers over Karina, placing her head directly next to hers so she can moan and whisper to her freely.
“Wanna cum?” Winter asks, feeling the way Karina's beginning to clench uncontrollably; frantically, she nods, tears beginning to pool in her eyes as she looks at Winter with pure desperation in her eyes.
“Tell me you’re mine,” Winter grins, knowing that Karina’s too fucked to even speak correctly, “mine, and only mine.”
Karina's trying to choke back on her sounds as she wonders if doing that is even possible— then Winter slows down, grinding into her and burying her cock as deep as possible as it begins to kiss her cervix— coyly, Winter leans down her chest, her hair tickling Karina’s collarbone as she wraps her mouth around her breast; circling her nipple with her tongue lewdly, covering it in her spit and tracing over the heart-piercing before she’s blowing air on it— Karina’s shaking from the feeling of her, unsure of how she’ll do what Winter asks without blowing her cover completely.
“Winter…” Karina whines out quietly for her, sniffling as she slows down her pace, almost stilling inside Karina as she watches tears run down her cheeks with cruel eyes, “Winter, I’m only yours— I only want you, no one else, promise I only think of you, love you so much…”
The way Karina’s hiccupping from the effort to choke back on her sounds has Winter groaning, taking a deep breath in order not to come before she’s pressing her lips firmly against hers— then she’s resuming her pace, watching as Karina quickly quiets herself as her body bounces from how hard Winter’s fucking her.
It’s too much— Karina’s falling apart the moment Winter’s bringing a hand over to circle her clit, supporting her against the wall and holding Karina up with her other arm as she watches her fall apart, Winter’s mouth opening in a silent moan as Karina tightened around her, pleading breathily for her to cum inside as she does so.
“Yeah? Want me to fill you up?” Winter asks, riding out her orgasm as she buries her head into Karina’s neck, “have you dripping with my cum while other people try to flirt with you? Give you a little reminder of who you belong to, fuck…”
With one last harsh thrust, Winter buries herself deep in Karina, finally coming undone and filling her up with her hot cum as Karina moans against her hand— the harsh bite Winter leaves on the juncture of her neck has her whimpering weakly, hands becoming limp and falling against Winter’s chest as she presses the rest of her body against Karina, holding her up as the two of them pant and try to regain their composure.
“You’re too good to me,” Winter finally sighs out, placing soothing kisses over the place she bit Karina, listening to the way she laughs softly in response. Karina throws her arms over Winter’s neck as one of them moves to her nape, pulling her away from her neck and bringing her in for a sweet kiss— Karina's reluctant to part as she speaks, unable to hold back from pecking her between her words as she does so.
“You’re too good for me,” Karina says, pausing to give her a kiss, irresistible as always as Winter laughs breathily at her words, “You’re always putting up with me.”
“Not my fault you’re irresistible,” Winter smiles, watching as Karina grows shy under her comment despite the fact that Winter’s still bottomed out inside her, “I still love showing you off.”
“I wanna show you off too, you know,” Karina pouts, hitting Winter’s chest gently before she’s pausing, biting her lip uncertainly as she tilts her head, “if you’re okay with that.”
Winter realizes quickly what Karina’s referring to, unable to stop the fond laugh that escapes her as she takes a second to think.
“Sure. I’d like that.”
It takes a second of Karina celebrating cheerfully to finally sober up and ask Winter to put her down— Karina’s legs are wobbly as she feels her face grow hot, Winter’s cum immediately leaking out of her as she whines in embarrassment for her to not stare— Winter can only shake her head in amusement at her antics, helping Karina clean up with the only thing she’s able to find at the moment.
“Wait, that’s my favorite beach skirt,” Karina whines, not putting up much of a fight as Winter kneels before Karina, her leg thrown over her shoulder as she cleans her up, placing gentle kisses along her inner thighs as she does so.
“I can wash it,” Winter replies, unable to hide her grimace as she tucks it away in her pocket; the sight is enough to have Karina giggling, readjusting her swimsuit and fixing her appearance before she’s hiding behind Winter, asking her if her coworkers are gone yet.
“The coast is clear,” Winter hums, scanning the nearly empty beach as she spots her friends sitting by the ocean, chatting idly amongst themselves.
“You don’t think they heard us, right?” Karina asks, blinking at Winter innocently as the belief that she did a good job keeping quiet runs through her head— the sight is enough to have Winter soften, letting out a sigh before she’s nodding her head.
“Yeah. You were so good for me.”
Winter knows better, though— but she doesn’t really mind, because now she knows that she won’t have to worry about either coworker flirting with Karina the next time she comes to the beach.