6. Third Wheel

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Rhea's POV

Cora sat in the backseat with Amy while I drove us to LA. We were coming from Tallahassee and had just covered a few miles. Cora was already a defiant delinquent, but when she was around Amy, she was even more carefree.

We went back to the house to grab a few things for the road after we left Amy's apartment, and we ended up being there for hours. Until the sun was setting on the horizon. I was so upset... or, at least, I was trying to be. However, the tension and feelings floating around in the truck made it almost impossible.

Amy had been all over Cora since we started our journey, kissing her and touching her in ways that I could still clearly recall from our last encounter. I saw Cora's hands on her waist through the mirror as she pulled Amy closer.

The blonde smiled as her lips found Cora's again. A few inches lower, her hands moved about beneath Cora's shirt, caressing her breast. I bit my lip and gripped the steering wheel hard, trying not to moan at the sensations. It didn't help that I felt everything Cora felt, as if I was being touched as she was.

I averted my eyes, clearing my throat to snap myself out of it, hoping that it wouldn't be as unbearable if I didn't see what was going on. The thought was ruined as quickly as I thought it when Amy touched Cora below the waist. It was a slow, gentle, teasing stroke that had my core tightening and my legs going weak. Unintentionally, I swerved the car, and they parted from each other to glare accusingly at me.

"What the fuck, Rhea?" Cora hissed.

"Sorry."

Amy giggled and pressed her lips against Cora's again. I didn't really care. So long as she wasn't touching her. I released the breath I was holding and tried to refocus on getting us where we needed to go. For a moment, it was peaceful, and we ended up covering another few miles. I could still hear the women in the backseat giggling and teasing each other. The sound of Amy's moans was stained in my mind. They weren't very loud, but in the confined space of a vehicle with dead silence around us, it reverberated like voices in a cave.

A sudden wave of pleasure gripped me, the sensation starting between my legs and spreading through the rest of my body. My heart began to beat faster, my breathing laboured. A glimpse through the mirror allowed me to catch what was going on. Amy was awkwardly positioned between Cora's legs, her hand deep inside her pants.

Every touch she gave Cora made my core throb with need, with my own desire to be touched. I squeezed my legs together to fight the growing heat, knowing there wasn't anything that I could do about it. The two women in the back were lucky. Amy seemed as if she was having fun watching Cora lose her mind with a smirk on her lips. Her fingers thrust within Cora in ways that I could feel myself. As the desires pulsed, Cora pulled her lover closer, whimpering with every touch, and I fought the urge to do the same.

She took Amy's lips in a hungry kiss before she spoke in a breathy voice. "Why do you have to do this to me?"

Amy smiled, whispering something I didn't catch.

Cora moaned in response, her body arching into Amy's as the blonde's strokes got more intense. Her eyes closed against the mountain of pleasure rising within her, and I bit my lip, feeling my world starting to spin. I was trying to hold on, but Amy obviously knew what she was doing, touching Cora in all the right places. A whimper left my throat, and I knew it was going to be game over if I didn't put a stop to it now. I dug deep for my voice and tried to put the words together. "Corissa, can you calm the hell down and take into consideration that I'm driving this fucking car? Please... because we're about to write ourselves off."

Amy's movements paused as she looked at me and then back at Cora. After a reluctant moment, the demon did the same, fixing up her clothes again. Were you feeling all of that?

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