I leaned in close to Marina, my breath hot on her ear, and instructed her to go and talk to the lady. Carolina hadn't bothered to introduce herself to either of us, so I left her name out of it, adding a layer of intrigue to the situation.
Marina looked at me, her eyes widening slightly as she nodded, picking up on the subtle tension between us. "Don't worry," I murmured, my voice low and intimate, "I'll be right behind you, watching every move you make, listening to every word you say. I won't miss a thing."
I thrust the lingerie's price tag into Marina's hand, my fingers tracing her palm, and slipped my debit card between her fingers. Leaning in, my breath hot on her ear, I growled, "Tell the cashier you're wearing it right now, under your clothes, ready to be fucked like a little slut."
