Love and Hate

Monique Alexander is on the phone with her lawyer, shouting loud enough to rattle the walls. Her business partner Quinn Wilde is about to take everything, and she needs evidence her lawyer still hasn’t produced. She hangs up just as Quinn walks in. Monique lunges forward, demanding answers. Quinn stays calm, tells her to keep her voice down, but Monique can’t. They argue until Quinn turns to leave, and Monique grabs her shoulders to stop her. Quinn pushes back. The scuffle throws them onto the couch. Monique panics and kisses her. Quinn pulls away, stunned, but Monique’s mouth returns before she can speak. They’re still saying they hate each other when clothes start coming off. Monique’s hands are first under Quinn’s top, then inside her bra, cupping full breasts and tugging at hard nipples. Quinn answers by sliding two fingers between Monique’s legs, pushing her panties aside, finding her wet and open. She works her knuckles deep, thumb rubbing Monique’s clit in tight circles while Monique’s hips buck against her hand. They tear at each other until they’re naked. Monique straddles Quinn’s thigh, grinding, while Quinn keeps fingering her, wrist pumping steady and hard. Monique sucks Quinn’s tits into her mouth, biting softly, leaving faint red marks. Quinn flips them, pins Monique down, and adds another finger, stretching her open until Monique’s moans turn ragged. Her hand glistens each time she pulls back, then drives in again. Quinn lowers her mouth between Monique’s legs, licking over her own fingers, sucking Monique’s swollen clit while she keeps the pace inside her. Monique comes hard, thighs shaking around Quinn’s head. When she catches her breath, she drags Quinn up, kisses her own taste from Quinn’s lips, and slides her own hand between the brunette’s thighs. She fingers Quinn slow and deep, curling against the front wall until Quinn’s legs give out and she comes with a sharp, broken sound. They stay tangled on the couch, breathing hard, the fight gone from their voices. The partnership is still theirs, settled in sweat and silence.