Split

Trusted You

Emma squirms in her seat as Rhea drives. The tight grip on the steering wheel and the slight lingering smirk on her face shows Emma that Rhea clearly took control again.

"So. Can I ask you something?" Rhea breaks the silence.

"Anything." Emma immediately answers, grateful for it.

"What are you into? Sexually. Any kinks?" She asks.

Emma looks over at her and blushes softly.

"I like blindfold play..not being able to see what's coming next.." She says.

Rhea licks her lip and nods, the smirk on her face growing.

"Choking too," Emma speaks up again, "it's probably my fa-"

She's cut off by Rhea's phone ringing. Rhea grabs it and puts it to her ear.

"Hello? ... Yeah I'll be there." She starts talking.

Emma watches her as she talks. Reaching over, she  puts her hand on her thigh. She watches Rhea's eyes skim down to her hand before looking back up at the road. She doesn't falter in her conversation once as Emma rubs her hand up higher. Only a small smirk creeps on her lips as Emma brushes her hand against her core.

"Yep sounds good mate. See you then." Rhea says before hanging up and setting her phone back down.

She doesn't look over when Emma giggles, proud of herself.

"That may work on Demi, but it doesn't work on me." Rhea replies as she continues to drive.

Emma looks out the window and frowns.

"Isn't your place that way?" She asks, pointing at something.

"Damian called. Asked if I wanted to meet them at a day club downtown. So we're going." She replies.

"But..what about.." Emma asks, squirming slightly in her seat again, the ache still very much there.

"Don't you worry about that." Rhea says as she pulls into the parking lot.

She parks near the very back of the lot and turns to Emma.

"Shorts. Panties. Down. Now." She orders as she lifts the center console up so that it turns into an extra seat between them.

Emma bites her lip and looks around.

"There's people around."

"As if you didn't want to do it at the restaurant outside the truck? Take. Them. Off."

With that, Emma bites her lip and slips her shorts and panties off, dropping them on the floor. Rhea reaches out and loops her arms around Emma's legs. She turns her by them and yanks her closer.

Emma gasps and watches as she leans down and licks her clit. She moans loudly, the soothing of the ache sending feelings of pleasure up her spine.

Rhea wastes no time as she laps at her, sucking on her clit then letting go, then sucking on it again.

"Shit Rhea!" Emma moans and grabs her hair.

"Tell me you love it." Rhea pauses to say.

"Mmm I love it baby don't st-"

Before she can finish the sentence Rhea shoves her fingers into her, watching as her face scrunches and a scream rises from her throat and escapes her mouth easily.

"Shh baby..someone might hear and my windows aren't tinted very much." Rhea smirks as she pumps her fingers in and out hard and fast.

Emma moans loudly and throws her arms out, trying to find something to grip as she starts to buck her hips against Rhea's hand. Her hand smacks Emma's clit as she bucks against her and cries out.

"Please baby..I'm gonna.." Emma moans.

"Cum for me baby." Rhea smirks.

Emma moans louder as the pleasure makes her buck one last time against Rhea's hand. Her hips rising from the seat and her head hitting the window as she cums. Rhea leans down and softly licks her clean. She trails her tongue along her fingers as she pulls them out and licks the juices off them.

Emma pants heavily as she comes down and shakily reaches for her clothes, pulling them back on. Rhea leans back up and kisses her.

"Feel better love?" She asks.

Emma nods happily.

"Let's go." Rhea says and gets out of the truck.

Emma gets out as well and walks around to meet Rhea at the front of the truck. She holds out her hand, palm up and fingers spread. Emma smiles, recognizing Demi, and takes her hand, intertwining their fingers. As they walk to the door of the club, Emma can't help but keep looking down at their hands.

"What is it?" Demi asks.

"I just like holding your hand like this." She smiles.

Demi kisses her cheek and opens the door for her, following her inside.

"Why don't you grab a drink and find the boys. I'm gonna go to the restroom and clean up." Demi says in her ear so she can hear her over the music.

Emma smiles and nods. As Demi makes her way to the bathroom, she grabs a drink from the bar and walks around until she finds the boys on the dance floor.

She laughs as she watches Dom desperately trying to dance.

"You're a terrible dancer." She shouts over the music.

Dom spins and chuckles before saying, "show me how it's done then."

Emma giggles and starts dancing, swaying side to side as she starts to feel the music.

"You have to feel the beat and actually move to it. Not just do whatever."

Dom watches her and starts to mimic her movements. He starts coming up with his own way of dancing to the music, but starts to get a little too crazy. Emma laughs and grabs his shoulders.

"Calm down there. Feel the beat and match the pace." She says.

"What are you doing?" Demi asks from behind her.

Emma lets go of Dom and turns, smiling at her.

"Teaching Dom to dance!" She says.

Her smile falls as she notices the sad look on Demi's face.

"Demi? What's wrong?" She asks.

Demi looks at Dom then back at Emma. She shakes her head and walks out of the club. Emma frowns and runs after her.

"Demi! Hey! Wait!" She calls as she tries to catch up.

She keeps walking until they reach the truck and Emma catches up, grabbing her wrist to stop her.

"Demi!" She says.

Suddenly she turns on her heel and shoves Emma's hand away. Emma gasps and looks in her eyes. Rhea's eyes. They're angry. Disgusted. Familiar.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Emma?" She shouts.

"What..what do you mean?" Emma stutters.

"How could you do this to her? She fucking trusted you! You know she trusted you!"

Emma frowns, tears welling up in her eyes but mostly from confusion and the worry that she did something wrong.

"I don't understand! Tell me what I did!" Emma pleads.

Rhea just scoffs and shakes her head. She backs away before getting into the truck and turning it on. Emma reaches for the passenger door and tries to open it but Rhea locks it.

"Rhea!" She shouts.

Instead of looking at her, Rhea puts the truck in gear and drives away, speeding from the parking lot.