CHAPTER 3

Her left hand grasped the black lace material of Nora's teddy where it narrowed over her ass. Giving a jerk from her well-muscled arm, Vic pulled the material up sharply. The result was to bunch the teddy like a thin strap between Nora's legs and in her ass cleft. Vic jerked up and down as though she was using the material as a saw. Marissa liked it rough and for a moment the features of the woman with her and those of her ex-lover seemed to blend. Nora's left shoulder strap had fallen down her arm, exposing the top of her small breast, the nipple just peeking through the lace. Vic jammed her hand inside the teddy, taking the breast in her hand and squeezing it hard. She ground her hips on Nora, as though she was trying to drive her strapon through her jeans and into the other woman. Vic slowed her assault for a moment, pulling her head back to look. She was hurting Nora, she knew it, taking her anger at Marissa out on her friend. Then she felt Nora's fingers at the front of her jeans,