Clara watched Sara as she sat atop her. She watched with interest that was almost clinical, despite the circumstance. The older Slytherin wanted to know what Sara would have done if she was in control so Clara could do the same thing next time she was in control.
“Faster,” she urged Sara huskily. Clara licked her lips. She could feel Sara’s wetness on her and it made her squirm even more. Even though she had already climaxed twice, she could feel yet another one building. Could she really come a third time?
Reaching up, she pulled Sara down so she could lay atop her. Clara’s hands moved down to grip Sara’s arse as she guided her to go even faster.