Sabrina smiles, and not just because she's gotten Rosie's bra off, her hands sliding up to cup the warm swell of her breasts. "Then we're in agreement on all those things," she says, kissing Rosie with her smiling, happy mouth. She'd like to spend more time there, but there's more she finally gets to do.

Her thumbs hook in the waistband of Rosie's panties, tugging them down her hips as she shifts to be half on top, getting the little garment gone and tossed aside. It seems especially important she has Rosie naked and pressed up against her, and Sabrina nudges a thigh between her legs. Oh, she'll get to what she promised, but first, Sabrina needs to get her mouth on Rosie's breasts. She sucks open-mouthed kisses up the slope of one, and wastes no time sucking the sweet point into her mouth, an urgent, relieved noise deep in her thought.

Peeking up at Rosie, she's watching to see if she ought to be more gentle at first, but the suction of her mouth stays firm, tongue laving roughly against the bud of her nipple. One hand smooths along Rosie's belly, sliding down toward the slick apex of her thighs.