"Oui," Gabrielle purred again, doing her best sexy French girl. She cocked her head to the side and smirked. "You don't believe me, do you? she mused, growing even more impatient to show Sara just how wrong she was about Gabrielle.
The kiss was blissful with just a dash of danger that sent Gabrielle's heart racing. Sensing Sara's rebellion, she gave her an oh-so-gentle nip of her bottom lip as she pulled away.
Gabrielle arched as Sara scratched her back. The hint of pain just made her arousal that much more intense. She stared down at her intently and wanted Sara to feel something similar. The strength of her thrusts increased and Gabrielle twisted her posture just a little bit so that she was sure she was slapping her body against Sara's clit as she fucked her.