Clara didn’t melt against Sara as much as she found their bodies fit so well together. Nearly the same height, almost the same build, they felt wonderful pressed against each other. She could feel the swell of Sara’s breasts. Even with her heart pounding, she was nearly sure that she could feel Sara’s pounding her chest too.
Her lips parted slightly as Sara finally gave in. When it was clear that she wasn’t going to give in completely, Clara made a sound akin to a growl low in her throat. “I know that’s not how you wanted to kiss me,” she breathed against Sara’s lips.
Clara had questions now. It hardly seemed like the time to ask them. Invitingly, she leaned back a little more against the shelf as she pulled Sara along with her. “Kiss me,” she practically moaned against Sara’s lips.