Rave seized the moment while John was still stunned by the opportunity. Right there, right then, a deflowering in the middle of the forest? Did adrenaline do that much to her?
Not burdened by such doubts, Rave descended on the gunslinger. Hips were straddled and hair brushed back. The two gorgeous women, one so bright in her appearance and choice of clothing, the other so dark, gazed at each other. Even then, Victoria's green eyes retained their usual hardness. "Last chance to change your mind, Vicky," Rave purred.
"Shut up and continue," the black haired woman mumbled, a hint of eroticism in her voice. The two slowly leaned towards one another. There was a hesitance there, mixed with an erotic exploration of the unknown. It must have been the first time either of them kissed another woman.
