Clara grinned evilly as Sara admitted how she loved it. It seemed that she had found a way to truly get Sara’s blood racing. She could feel Sara’s tongue trying to control the kiss. Clara closed her lips around it and sucked hard, pinning even Sara’s tongue for a few moments.
“It’s all right,” Clara assured her softly. She wanted to know what Sara was afraid of, but was willing to wait. Surely it was something that they needed to talk about.
Clara fought for a moment, but Sara’s strength overwhelmed her. Now on her back, she stared up hungrily as Sara rode her. “You look so hot doing that,” she moaned.