"Holy shit, Catherine," Sara finally managed, still breathing heavily, but evenly now. "Holy. Shit."
Catherine grinned triumphantly as she finally withdrew her fingers from inside of Sara, who watched wide-eyed as Catherine brought those fingers up to her own lips, then slipped them into her mouth, licking every last bit of Sara off of them.
"Mmm," Catherine hummed as she removed her fingers from her mouth. Sara shifted as she felt a slight pressure between her legs. No way, she thought, I can not possibly be getting turned on again already… can I? Oh, good god…
"That, was too fucking sexy," Sara finally said, "even for you."
"You think I'm sexy, Sidle?" Catherine teased. Sarah just smiled.
"You know you are, Cat," she replied, pulling Catherine's face to her own and capturing her lips.
Sara ran her tongue over Catherine's lips, which parted immediately to let Sara in. Now it was Catherine who moaned as Sara's tongue massaged her own. Sara began to gently rake her nails up and down the other woman's back, earning her several tiny whimpers from Catherine.
Sara could now feel Catherine's wetness against her thigh, and yes, the pressure between her own legs was in fact building again. Sara realized that, at least in this moment, she wanted to touch Catherine more than anything in the world. She wanted to hear the tiny strawberry-blonde begging her for release, she wanted to make Catherine scream the way she'd screamed for her.
Without breaking the kiss, Sara flipped them over so that Catherine was now on her back. After a few more seconds, Sara broke the kiss and looked down at Catherine.
"You sure you're up for more?" Catherine asked, sounding more hopeful than curious.
"You told me to wait my turn," Sara replied in the same devilish tone Catherine had used on her so many times tonight. "Did you think I wasn't going to take it?"
Catherine grinned, looking almost relieved, as she leaned up to take possession of Sara's mouth again, unconsciously grinding her hips into the brunette.
Sara imagined the throbbing between Catherine's legs had to be verging on painful at this point, so she didn't want to tease her too much. However, it wouldn't really be fair if she didn't tease her at least a little.
It was Catherine's turn to groan in frustration as Sara used her hand to push the woman's thrusting hips back down to the mattress.
"Not so fast, Catherine Willows," Sara teased.
"Sara," Catherine pleaded, her breath already becoming ragged, "I don't think I can take much more. Please, please don't tease me."
"Now, what fun would that be?" Sara mocked Catherine's earlier words with a smirk.
"Oh… god," Catherine groaned, as much in frustration as anticipation.
Stationed between Catherine's legs, Sara began to kiss her way down her body, hand still firmly placed on Catherine's hips, as she couldn't- or wouldn't- control them herself.
She stopped at Catherine's chest, taking her time sucking, biting and licking the first nipple, before continuing the same pleasurable torture on the other side. Catherine writhed underneath her, as a continuous whimper fell from her lips.
Sara was certainly pleased that she was making Catherine whimper, but she wasn't quite satisfied with that. So she sat up, using her hands to give Catherine's nipples a last good tweak, then running her fingers down Catherine's torso, towards her panties. Catherine quivered under her touch, and Sara couldn't help but grin. Making Catherine quiver wasn't exactly on her "to-do" list, but she enjoyed it none the less.
Sara grabbed the lacy pink thong and eased it off. Catherine continued to whimper as Sara kissed her way up the inside of her thigh. Finally making her way to the top, Sara paused only briefly before sucking Catherine's swollen clit into her mouth.
"Oh god! Sara!" Catherine screamed, her back arching upwards as she tried to buck her hips, which were now held down by both of Sara's hands on either side. Sara flicked her tongue over the little mound over and over, as Catherine continued to cry out.
"Sara! Oh Jesus… Sara, Sara… don't stop, Sara," Catherine panted. Sara had no intention of stopping. She was very much enjoying the taste of Catherine's juices as well as the sights and sounds of Catherine writhing in pleasure. But then she got her second wish.
"Please, Sara," Catherine begged. "I need to cum. Sara, please."
Sara knew Catherine had to be right on the edge. Hell, she was on the edge just listening to her! So she slid her way back up Catherine's body until they were face to face again.
"Sara?" Catherine questioned.
"I want to see you," Sara explained simply before planting another kiss on the lips of the strawberry-blonde.
"Sara," Catherine pleaded again, "Sara, I need you. So bad. I need you now, Sara."
Not wishing to deny her any longer, Sara thrust her fingers into Catherine, who cried out Sara's name yet again. Unable to ignore her own arousal anymore, Sara grinded herself into Catherine's thigh as she worked her fingers in and out of her, at the same time massaging her clit with her thumb.
Sara was nearing her own climax again, but tried to ignore it as she searched for that certain spot…
"Oh god!" Catherine yelled again, inhaling sharply. "Yes, Sara, right there, don't stop…" she cried before her words trailed off into nonsense. Sara continued to thrust and grind into Catherine, satisfied at finding what she was looking for. She watched Catherine's face as her cries grew louder and louder, until she felt a gush of moisture spill over her thrusting fingers as Catherine screamed her name louder than ever. Hearing Catherine scream her name, while watching as her orgasm tore through her, was all it took and moment later Sara came for the second time. It was nothing compared how hard she had cum for Catherine, but she figured probably not much could compare to cumming by Catherine's hand.
Catherine finally collapsed back onto the bed. As Catherine had done for her, Sara gently continued pumping her fingers until she was certain Catherine had ridden out the last wave of her orgasm.