For as in charge as Sabrina can be in a moment like this, trading hot kisses and getting her hands, her mouth, all over the ones she loves so well, she's never had a problem with giving in, surrendering, and maybe it's not the time to tell Rosie she can have anything, that Sabrina wants her to take whatever she wants.

She has little doubt it's not going to trickle through the gasps and moans, her body already starting to welcome Rosie back.

"Yeah," she breathes, "leave a mark there, please, please." That hand, so much warmer now, seeking her skin, nudging at the underside of her breast, steals her whole attention next, her nipples tightening and budding even through the sweater, her bra.