Can You Ignore THIS?

Scarlette ignored her calls, her texts. Julia knew she was being punished. Forgot the birthday. Stupid mistake. Now her girl wouldn't look at her. She tried lingerie. Black lace that barely covered anything. Stockings with a garter belt that framed her ass. Walked past Scarlette's chair like nothing. Scarlette kept reading. No glance. No reaction. Fine. Julia dropped to her knees between those legs and pulled the silk aside. Tongue flat against slick heat. Scarlette's thighs tensed but she stayed still. Eyes on the book. Julia worked her. Slow circles around her clit, then fast and hard when she heard the breath catch. She pushed two fingers inside, curled them. Found that spot and pressed. Scarlette's hips jerked but she fought it, breathing through her nose like it didn't matter. She kept going. Sucked her clit between her lips and flicked her tongue. Julia felt Scarlette getting wetter, heard the soft wet sounds her mouth made against her. The book trembled. Pages stayed open. Then it hit. Scarlette came hard, body going tight before she let go completely. She squirted hot against Julia's mouth and chin. The book hit the floor. "Fuck you," Scarlette gasped, grabbing Julia by the hair and pulling her up. Their mouths crashed together. Scarlette tasted herself on Julia's tongue. Clothes came off fast. They ended up on the couch, legs tangled, fingers and mouths everywhere. Scarlette rode Julia's thigh while her hands worked between them. Both of them came again before they stopped. Sweat on skin. Makeup sex always ran hot.