The slap to her folds and most heavily to her clit sent Amber into a small fit of whimpers. She hated herself for pulling him away, her hips still grinding against her seat. Her thighs had closed and flexed she felt so tight, to the point it began to start to hurt. She could hardly breathe, much less unlatch herself from the steering wheel and her seat. Amber could not believe any of this for a single moment, how this could have gotten so far, how she wanted him to ravish every portion of her body. Still. The order to follow echoed in her mind, overwhelming all other thoughts. She was nearly crying in her frustration and jumped when they shut the passenger car door. The interior of her vehicle became quiet, too much so.<br/><br/>She looked up over the steering wheel to see Sera tugging her man along.<i>Wait... my man?</i>Her eyes portrayed envy, jealousy, hatred, revenge to be had at Sera but the moment he came into view all of such softened to lust, longing, desire, worship. How had she been so stupid? Several deep breaths were necessary in order to regain her sensibility. Something had gone wrong with his spells, for she should have been running to remain at his heels, should have let him bring her to scream out his name in her car, should have enjoyed watching Sera suck him off. Instead, she glared at the tiny brunette with intent to take her out of the picture. He'd tasted his fingers and looked as if it was the best flavor he'd ever experienced in his life. There was a ping to her heart that left her breathless and regretting.<br/><br/>Sera didn't care that Amber chose to sit this one out, though she hoped the other woman would join them. She wanted to see Jack quiver under their attentions, to guide them to perform all the images forming in her mind. Lacing her fingers with his gave her such a giddy feeling that also made her get wet. Already, Sera ached to taste him again and tease his shaft with her tongue. He'd liked it when the small ball of the tongue ring rubbed along that spot just under the rim of his cock's head. She longed to feel him throb in her lips. Honestly, she wouldn't care which pair he chose.<br/><br/>Wind rose and whipped against the car, shaking it as it also lifted up the ends of Sera's hair. It was only a mild distraction as Sera listened to his request and quickly left his side. The driver's side door was soon opened up and Sera's face drew close to Amber's as she leaned across her roommate to unbuckle her seat belt. "Hey there," she said to Amber as both of them heard the 'click.' Yet, Sera did not retreat. Her eyes were on Amber's lips and couldn't resist. Leaning in, she placed a tender kiss onto the softest lips she'd ever encountered and sighed audibly against Amber's mouth. This came as such a shock to Amber, that she didn't exactly know what to do and was unable to respond right away. Her hesitation was the green light Sera needed to deep the kiss, her hand moving to cup one of Amber's perky breasts and gave it a gentle squeeze.<br/><br/>Amber felt this odd sensation as Sera kissed her. It was odd and... nice. She'd tensed up at first, not understanding why she'd have done this but soon relaxed and curved her lips at last to return the kiss. It was the feeling of Sera's tongue that had her eyes opening wide and her hand reaching up to press against her waist. It was only light pressure, but was enough to get the idea across. She heard Sera sigh, but finally retreat from her lips and give her a sassy smile. "Come on. He's waiting for us. Don't back out on me now, you hear?"<br/><br/>So, hand in hand, the two women went to the front door and found it open. What they saw when they crossed the threshold had two very different effects on them. Amber caught sight of her precious heirloom just as he moved it from his hand to his wrist and witnessed his expression while doing so. "No... it can't be," she breathed with a rising sob of such disappointment and betrayal. It had been so securely locked up, hidden and not in plain view. How had he found it? Had all of this only been a ploy to get to the item that had been the reason her parents were killed? Had<i>he </i>been the one who pulled the trigger? She had just opened up her heart, wondering if he was going to be the one to step on in, when this happened. It tore her apart.<br/><br/>Sera, however, saw a man who rose to become a god in her very presence. Lips parted and a hushed breath as the winds finally died down and he stood there looking far larger and way sexier than he had before. Her fingers clutched at her belly, curling them in the material of her shirt. Her's was a look of worship, of shocked adoration and then the fire lit again to blaze even brighter within her gaze.<br/><br/>He motioned for them to draw near. Amber's feet reluctantly carried her forward, even while her heart protested. Sera eagerly closed the distance until she was beside him and touching his body with gliding palms. Amber wanted to hate him, to accuse him, to question his betrayal, but knew she would not deny him. She desired to be with him too much. Sera's hand slid down until she cupped his hardened shaft contained in his pesky shorts. She rubbed and teased while sounding a whimper wanting to continue where they'd left off. Amber never left his eyes, exchanging a look that spoke such profound volumes. She hated that she loved him, that much was clear, but she would give herself because she had to. The questions could come later.