'I don't even know what Dior perfume smells like.'
'I'll take you shopping tomorrow. I like it.'
Serena pulled her over to the perfume counter, selected the exact one and sprayed it on a tester strip, snatched it away as Bernie tried to sniff it.
'Wait.'
Bernie patiently waited until the scent had settled. Then she got to sniff it. It was lovely. Smelled like spring. Very expensive spring. She voiced her approval to Serena and noted it down as something she might get her for her birthday.
Cam and Elinor were pleased that their mums were getting on again. If they had known that Bernie had broken her promise and Serena had given into temptation to get there…well. Just as well they didn't know that the two women were conducting their own experiment into a sapphic dalliance thanks to the sofa in Serena's room.
What else was there to do on a Sunday afternoon in an empty house?
With Serena's hands on her waist, Bernie placed her hands on the wall on either side of her head. Serena rested her back against it and perched on the top of the low sofa, buckling Bernie's knees onto the cushions and throwing each of her legs over the strong slim thighs. Bernie pressed against her, trapping her against the wall and nuzzled into her neck, stroking the long strands away when they tickled her nose. Serena encouraged her with a hand in her hair, stroking and scratching, driving Bernie wild as she moved against her, feeling the responding thrust back. Serena's other hand grazed down her back and Bernie could feel her arousal thudding through her. The slick heat between them, fuelled by the rhythm of Serena's low breathless pants became so intense that Bernie had to shift Serena's weight a little to angle themselves for better friction.
'Now you're learning' panted Serena. This was something she'd done often but never without the usual bit of equipment. This was just as fun, providing more friction to their needy clits. With a bit of concentration and a helping hand from Serena, Bernie drove her aching body on and on until she could finally feel the welcome rush of release flooding through her body. She kept her hands on the wall, knowing that if she had her arms around Serena, she could have squeezed too hard and hurt her. She knew her own strength. She hadn't realised until then that it was her making those deep drawn out rumbling groans. She'd known Serena was going to be loud. But for once in her life, she'd been louder than someone else, more so than she'd ever thought she could be. Sex with Marcus had barely tempted her to give up control of her voice, so lacklustre she'd felt during their time together. She'd never faked it and she'd never just lain there. But she'd not felt the thing that everyone made a big deal of. They both had accepted that she was the quiet one and left it there. But now she realised that maybe she wasn't that anymore. That spark that had lit her up, it couldn't be buried anymore.
She relaxed as the dizzy rush of sensation had finally subsided; sliding her hands down to rest on the sofa, head tilted up, panting, thighs burning and shaking. Serena unfolded her legs and eased them a little more together. Another minute and she'd get cramp. She was so close to the edge. Gliding her fingers up and down inbetween her legs, she moaned gently as her pleasure started to peak. Bernie opened her eyes and watched her for a few seconds. She carefully ghosted a couple of fingers across Serena's skin, under her thigh and edged them along. She cautiously slipped one deep inside, eliciting an anguished gasping moan, Serena's eyes snapping open in surprise. Bernie leaned forward and lavishly laid kisses upon her neck and shoulders, adding the second finger in at Serena's beseeching. Serena rocked, feeling the flutter of Bernie's fingers urging her on and her lips nipping at her neck and came harder than she had done in a long while.
Bernie 1 – Robbie 0.
They stayed clasped against each other for a long time.
'You arranged that for me' murmured Bernie.
'I wasn't exactly under sufferance' said Serena with a laugh. 'It was your turn to let go and enjoy it.'
'I've never done that before.'
'That's because you were with the wrong person.'
Bernie knew she was right. Fastening her arms around the other woman to keep her balanced, she pounced to initiate a kiss so deep that when they finally wound it down, they'd felt like they'd gone another round. Lucky the door was locked or the knowledge of what Serena did on the sofa in her room might have fuelled the gossip mill.