The Intern Part 1 - Episode 1

She came looking for her sister. Instead she found herself pressed against the cool marble of a Barcelona courtyard, bare thighs spread around the hips of a woman whose name she still didn't know. The stranger moved slowly at first, rocking into her with a patience that felt cruel, then harder, deeper, until her hips slammed into the wall and the breath left her lungs in broken gasps. The stranger's fingers dug into her waist, holding her open. Sweat slid between their bodies. The woman tasted like cigarettes and wine when she kissed her—rough, hungry. Later, in the dim light of a rented room above a tapas bar, she lay face down with her ass raised while the stranger took her from behind with two fingers buried knuckle-deep and a thumb circling her clit. The rhythm was relentless. She came twice before the stranger let her turn over. By morning she couldn't remember what her sister looked like. All she could feel was the slick ache between her legs and the way her body still pulsed with want.