Clara grinned at Sara’s response. “That’s good to know.” She pursued her lips as if in deep thought. “What do you think about me? Do you think I like the top or bottom better?”
Kissing her back, Clara wore a devlish grin. “Good. I don’t think that either of us will be disappointed. Spotting her wand nearby, she picked it up as she squirmed into a comfortable position.
“Accio towel! Pointing her wand, a nearby towel slid over to her. Tossing her wand back with her clothes, she folded the towel and slid it under her head to use as a pillow.
“There,” she announced with a chuckle. She planned on being there a while and didn’t want her neck getting tired.
Reaching up with one hand, she gently played with Sara’s folds. She watched as the tender flesh moved beneath her touch and how Sara’s wetness covered them. She drew in a deep breath through her nose, enjoying her scent.
Things had been so rushed and desperate before. Clara wanted things to be a little slower. Gently, she eased a finger inside Sara and curled it as she withdrew. She spent several minutes gently fingering her.