Girls Night - S1:E9

Lena carries her boy problems straight to Sabina. The moment the door clicks shut, they skip past apologies and greetings. Sabina draws her close, slips a warm hand beneath Lena's shirt, and cups the swell of her breast until the nipple tightens against her palm. A low sound leaves Lena's throat as Sabina's teeth graze her collarbone, then travel down to catch the peak through the thin fabric. Lena arches into the bite and fumbles at Sabina's belt, yanking denim and silk low enough to expose slick, bare skin. Their mouths meet again, tongues sliding hot and urgent, while Sabina's fingers trace the wet seam between Lena's thighs and press inside with one smooth thrust. Lena's breath falters; her hips buck against Sabina's palm, greedy for deeper, faster strokes. Sweat gathers at the small of her back. She tugs Sabina's top over her head, freeing small, firm breasts that bounce as Lena palms them, thumbs flicking hard, pink nipples. Sabina answers by dropping to her knees, parting Lena with two fingers, and running her tongue flat across the swollen clit in one unhurried stroke. Lena's hands tangle in red hair, holding Sabina close as wet sounds fill the quiet room. Her legs tremble, heels drumming the floor with each lap and suck. Sabina slides a second finger in, curves it upward, finds the spot that makes Lena gasp loud enough to echo. She pumps in steady rhythm until Lena's walls clench hard around her, hips jerking, thighs closing tight. Lena comes with a broken cry, nails digging into Sabina's shoulders. The aftershocks ripple through her while Sabina stands, kisses her again, and lets Lena taste herself on eager lips. Their breathing evens out, hearts still thudding, bodies pressed slick and satisfied in the half-light.