When Venting Isn't Enough

Nicole leans against the counter when she hears the door slam. Scarlett storms in, anger rolling off her in waves. Their eyes meet, and Nicole knows exactly what her girlfriend needs. “She called me an idiot because I wrote her name wrong on the cup,” Scarlett spits, already unbuttoning her jeans. Nicole doesn't wait for more explanation. She slides to her knees right there on the kitchen floor. Scarlett grabs a fistful of her hair and forces her head back until their eyes lock again. “You're going to take it all tonight,” Scarlett says. Nicole nods, already wet from the promise. Scarlett's free hand shoves between her thighs, two fingers sliding in without hesitation or care for gentleness. Nicole moans loud and long as Scarlett pumps them hard and fast, her other hand keeping that grip on her hair. Scarlett moves them to the bedroom. She tears Nicole's clothes off, leaves marks where she grabs, bites, uses. Nicole spreads her legs wider when Scarlett pushes her onto the mattress. Her tongue replaces those fingers, licking and sucking and claiming until Nicole's thighs shake around her head. When Scarlett climbs on top, she takes Nicole's wrists and pins them above her head with one strong hand. Nicole arches her back, begging for more. Scarlett pushes three fingers inside her now, rough and relentless, hitting that spot that makes Nicole cry out in pure pleasure. Scarlett flips her onto her stomach, pulls her hips back, and fucks her deeper from behind. Her palm cracks across Nicole's ass, again and again, leaving it red and hot. Nicole presses back into every slap, every thrust, loving every minute of the release she knows this gives her girlfriend. Scarlett cums first, grinding herself against Nicole's ass while still working her fingers in and out. Then she flips Nicole onto her back once more and buries her face between her legs, licking and sucking her clit until Nicole breaks and shudders through her own orgasm. Afterward, they lie tangled and sweating. Scarlett kisses the bite marks she left along Nicole's shoulder. The bad shift feels forgotten already.