Gabrielle could tell that Sara was struggling to control her. How cute. She was sure that Sara had many girls that she had turned into whimpering messes though Gabrielle was equally sure she wouldn't be one of them. Even if she didn't do it with anyone else, Sara would be in the one in that position for Gabrielle and she was going to love it.
"Do you not like zhat?" Gabrielle moaned into the kiss as she expertly found Sara's swollen button through her panties and continued to press her hand against it.
Gabrielle made a show of resisting Sara's insistent leg. She showed enough strength to let her know she was resisting before she parted her knees and felt the blissful press of her leg. She moaned wantonly into the kiss. There was no need to hide how much she wanted this.
She let her head fall back as Sara attacked her neck. She bit her lip to fight the urge to mark Sara back. No, this was a fling. She had to control herself; at least as far as that.
A hint of copper passed her tongue as she bit her lip.
"I bet zhat you are a girl who loves to throw a girl down and take her. Wearing one of zhose toys and taking her again and again until she collapses, non?" Gabrielle mused, laying out exactly what she was going to do to Sara. Grinning evilly, she added, "'ow many times 'ave you do zhat to zhat pretty, little redhead you were making eyes at?"