Lust and Lies 04 - Pretty Maids in a Row

notch. The smug expression on his face warned her she hadn't heard all of it.
    "If I lay down now, without unwinding, I wouldn't be able to fall asleep, no matter how tired I am. The television and VCR are built into the wall at the foot of the bed, and there's a whole library of movies in the headboard. Oh, and one more thing, I get to pick the movie."
    Totally exasperated with his game, she threw her hands in the air. "All right. Spit it out. What triple X-rated film are you going to make me suffer through?"
    His smile was so big, it crinkled the corners of his eyes. "Because the movies are all VHS, they're pretty old but there are a couple classics. How about Star Trek IV ? Earthy enough for you?"
    He'd done it to her again. "The one with the whales? I remember that one. Yes. I accept your terms."
    "Somehow I knew you'd say that."
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    "You have the most beautiful breasts, baby. I could spend all night loving them."
    Rachel whimpered as her nipples reacted to the flattery and expert suckling. A sharp spear of pleasure cut through her. She opened her eyes so that she could see the talented hands molding her flesh into two mounds and watch the tongue circling and teasing each peak. If she didn't climax soon, she would surely die. "Please," she begged. "Finish it."
    Erica knew precisely what words to say and what actions to perform to bring Rachel to a point of desperate, near-mindless need. She liked to be kept hanging on the edge, wet and wanting, and so aroused that nothing mattered but the intense pulsing between her legs. When Erica was in a particularly spiteful mood, like now, she could drag it out for hours, until she was administering more torture than pleasure.
    It infuriated her that Rachel could tug on her strings and make her jump as if she was no more than a marionette. Yet what else could she do? She'd made one mistake years ago and it looked like she would go on paying for it for the rest of her life.
    Or Rachel's.
    That thought caused her to deliver a much harder bite than she meant to, but Rachel was beyond noticing any pain. While Erica's hands and mouth automatically eased downward over Rachel's large, muscular body, she mentally replayed the events that had put her in the position of having to dance to Rachel's tune.
    She had known from the moment they were introduced that Rachel was sexually attracted to her, though the other woman hadn't seemed to understand it herself. The sheer perverseness of it titillated Erica's ego enough that she allowed Rachel to think they were friends, when in reality she simply found humor in the way Rachel adored her and found excuses to make physical contact.
    Because of the Little Sister Society, they maintained their peculiar friendship and continued to see each other several times a year even after Erica transferred out to Berkeley to finish college.
    Shortly after graduation, Erica met and married her first husband, a young man with a weakness for drugs, whose only redeeming quality was his sexual prowess, and even that vanished almost overnight. She got a job in marketing while Rachel spent her time in law school, then went on to become an FBI agent.
    It wasn't long before Erica tired of supporting her husband and his heroin habit with her hard-earned money. She wanted to be free of him, but was determined to make him repay her. Unfortunately for him, the only thing he had of value was a life insurance policy.
    Rachel supplied her with the means to implement her payback plan during one of their get-togethers. She was a rookie agent by that time and had bragged about being involved in a major drug bust where a quantity of poisoned heroin had been confiscated. The lethal drug had been turning up all over the country, leaving a trail of bodies behind. That night, Erica talked Rachel into going skinny-dipping with her—for fun. She teased her and tempted her and promised that they could have a lot more fun... if Rachel could get hold of some of that special heroin for her.
    Rachel complied the next day and Erica made her first payment on her debt that night.
    Always having been a quick study, Erica did what came naturally and discovered that what Rachel wanted most of all was to be treated like a delicate, desirable woman, despite her big body, masculine appearance and employment in an aggressive career. Erica's pleasure came when Rachel begged and whimpered for the release she could only get from her best friend .
    Rachel never said a word about Erica's first