#jecca

“Remember how I used to mark you?” Becca asked. She began to suck on Serena’s breasts, the sudden pain causing Serena to cry out again. “I’d mark you so that the next morning, you’d be thinking of me.” Becca turned to Jamie, smiling just slightly at her. “My girl loves when I make it hurt a little. Do you wanna see how much she can take?”

Jamie swallowed hard. Though the idea of watching Becca take Serena to her limits sounded incredibly sexy, she had to be sure that Serena was ok. She studied her wife’s expression closely, noting that there was only pleasure in her flushed cheeks and sparkling eyes. She was open and trusting and if Serena trusted Becca to know when to stop, she would too. Meeting Becca’s gaze once more, she nodded once. “Show me…”

Becca stopped what she was doing so she could look in Serena’s eyes. “You’re in your safe space, okay?” She reached out her hand for Serena to squeeze, the feeling of Serena’s hand in hers giving her the reassurance that she needed. “It’s just me and Jamie here with you and we both love you very much.” She noticed Serena hold out her hand to Jamie. “Jay, you have to squeeze her hand. If you squeeze her hand, she knows she’s in her safe space.”

Jamie felt her heart swell in her chest the way it always did when she watched Becca make sure Serena felt loved and safe. Scooting forward a bit, she took Serena’s hand in her own and squeezed, leaning forward to kiss Serena’s lips lightly. “We love you, baby,” she whispered, squeezing Serena’s hand again and smiling at Becca. 

“When Ser and I had the presidential suite in the sorority house, it was just the two of us in there, so when she’d have nightmares I’d get into bed with her and hold her. That’s when we came up with the safe space,” Becca explained. “It helps her fall asleep, too.”

Jamie filed that information away for the future, heart breaking a little at the thought of Serena suffering with her nightmares, but happy that she didn’t have to face that dark time in her life alone. It was clear that Becca had been Serena’s safe space and that made Jamie love the blonde all the more. “I’m really happy that she had you,” she said softly, hesitating only for a moment before kissing Becca just as softly.

“Nothing dries Becca up more than softness,” Serena reminded Jamie, hoping to add some levity to the situation. 

“You’re gonna get punished for that!” Becca leaned in, kissing Serena deeply. When Serena moaned into her mouth, she knew exactly what she wanted to do next. She squeezed Serena’s hand one more time to let her know she was in her safe space and they could stop any time before kissing her way down Serena’s body, stopping just below her belly button.

Jamie snorted softly at their antics, scooting back again to give them ample space to play and so that she had a good angle at which to watch. Her body was humming with need as she watched Becca kiss down Serena’s body, her mouth almost watering at the knowledge of what Becca might taste next. 

Serena felt Becca gently nibbling on the sensitive skin just below her belly button. It had been years since they had revisited this because neither knew if they should push their limits. “It’s okay, baby,” Serena reassured her. “I love when you do that to me.” It was all Becca needed to hear before she started to increase the pressure with which she bit down on Serena. “Harder, baby,” Serena insisted. The pain started to increase until she knew Becca had broken the skin. The knowledge of what Becca was doing coupled with the sensation of feeling Becca suck on her was enough to make Serena come again. She reached for Jamie’s hand, squeezing it tightly as she arched her back.

Jamie had been surprised at first when Becca didn’t travel lower, watching with interest at what the blonde was doing. Serena’s murmured “harder, baby” had made Jamie throb with pleasure and watching Serena come, feeling her squeeze her hand, was enough to make a soft moan slip past Jamie’s lips. “That was hot…” she whispered, squeezing Serena’s hand and bringing it up to her mouth for a quick kiss, eyes locked on Becca. 

“Want to taste her, Jamieson?” Becca winked at her. She lowered her eyes to the tiny amount of blood pooling at the bite mark.

Jamie swallowed hard but nodded eagerly, eyes darting from the bite mark to Becca and then finally to Serena. “Can I?”  

“You’re her wife,” Becca smirked. “If you can’t do it, who can?” Becca turned to check on Serena. “Now Jamieson knows you’re into some sick shit.”

“Not sick,” Jamie murmured, quickly crawling over and licking down Serena’s body until she reached the bite mark. “Hot.” She lapped gently at the mark, sucking at Serena’s skin briefly before pulling back. “Very hot.” 

Becca laid down on her side next to Serena. She watched as Jamie continued to suck on Serena’s skin. “I know you like the way that feels, baby. Do you want Jamie’s fingers inside you right now while I suck on your nipples?” Serena just nodded, unable to form any words. “You should fill her up, Jay. I think she needs it.”

Jamie hummed against Serena’s skin, trailing her fingers up her inner thighs and dipping them between her legs, flicking Serena’s clit gently with her fingertip before placing two fingers at her entrance and pausing. She kissed the bite mark again before looking up. “Two or three?” 

“Three,” Serena managed to say. Between the anticipation of Jamie entering her and Becca sucking hard on her nipples, a one-word answer was about all she could manage.

“Fuck,” Jamie breathed as she pushed three fingers into Serena, reeling at how her wife squeezed and clenched around her. At how hot, and wet and… “so fucking tight.” Jamie watched Serena’s expression carefully as she pushed them all the way in, separating them slightly before curving them a bit as she began to thrust slowly, the sounds of how wet Serena’s was as she fucked her driving her insane. 

Serena arched her back and gripped the sheets, knowing she was close but not wanting either of them to stop. “Keep fucking me, Jay. Your fingers feel so good, baby.”

With a soft moan of her own, Jamie started moving just a little faster, using her free hand to push Serena’s thigh back before pressing her thumb to her clit and rubbing it. “I love how your pussy feels around my fingers, baby,” she said, watching Serena grip the sheets and shift her hips into Jamie’s thrusts. 

“I wanna suck on her, Jay,” Becca said as she scooted down the bed next to Jamie. “The harder I suck on her, the more you’ll feel her pussy squeeze your fingers.”

Becca sucked the blood from the bite mark harder than ever before, the stinging sensation heightening her arousal. She felt herself get tighter around Jamie’s fingers and then continue to tighten until her wife could no longer thrust in and out of her.

Becca stopped what she was doing so she could look at the expression on Jamie’s face. “How does her pussy feel, Jay?”

Jamie bit back a groan at how tightly Serena was squeezing her fingers, barely able to even curl them at this point but managing to press up against Serena’s g spot. Becca’s question made her hips jerk slightly, her body aching to fuck them both. “Feels so good, keep sucking her…” 

Becca continued to suck on her, the memory of the night they discovered Serena’s kink replaying in her mind. She felt herself start to throb at the thought of something that brings Serena so much pleasure was only known by the two of them and now Jamie. Knowing Serena was getting that much closer, Becca started to play with herself as she tasted Serena.

Jamie managed to curl her fingers a little sharper, rubbing Serena’s clit a little harder as she noticed Becca begin to touch herself. Her head was spinning with her new found knowledge, wondering what else she would learn about her wife and Becca that night. “…so fucking hot…” she murmured, shifting slightly to nip at Becca’s shoulder as she continued to fuck Serena. 

Feeling Jamie’s fingers curl in just the right spot was Serena’s undoing. Her pussy was tight around Jamie’s fingers as she felt her hot cum gush out of her and onto Jamie’s hand and the sheets. “Keep sucking on me,” she commanded Becca as her body tensed and she gripped the sheets. “Fuck, Jay. You feel so good inside me, baby. So filled.”

Watching Serena come and feeling it gush out of her made Jamie’s own body clench and throb. “Fuck Ser, your pussy’s so good… love how you come for me.” She continued to thrust into her, almost greedy for more as she turned her head and bit into the soft skin of Serena’s inner thigh. 

“Beck, come here,” Serena panted, feeling another orgasm about to wrack her. “I need your pussy, baby. I want to be inside you while I’m coming.” Becca was wet and tight around her fingers, the sight and the feeling of her making Serena come even harder than before. 

Jamie groaned into Serena’s skin, sucking a mark there before pulling back to watch Becca crawl up next to Serena. Watching them play with each other was quickly becoming Jamie’s favorite thing and as Serena came again, Jamie watched the fingers that her wife had slipped inside of Becca intently, not knowing who she wanted to be inside of more and wishing she could take them at the same time. 

They had played around with each other before, but that night was the first time Becca had felt Serena inside her. It was the most intimate moment they had ever experienced together and feeling so connected as Serena moved inside her was enough to make Becca come along with her. Her orgasm hit her hard and she leaned into Serena, holding onto her as they came together.

Jamie finally stilled her fingers, her mouth dropping open slightly as she watched Becca come right along with Serena, the way their bodies moved with each other, so closely pressed together not only sexy beyond belief but also beautiful. She could tell they were sharing a moment, so she slowly pulled her fingers out, sliding back slightly and watching intently, not saying a word. 

Becca replaced Jamie’s fingers with her own, not thrusting, just wanting to be inside Serena and feeling so connected while Serena was inside her. “I’ve always wanted to be inside you, baby,” Becca said softly as they were coming down from their orgasms. She placed a delicate kiss to Serena’s lips. “Thank you for letting me.”

Serena slowly pulled out and held her fingers to Becca’s lips while Becca in turn did the same to her. They cleaned each other up, savoring the taste and the intimacy of what they had experienced together.

“I love you, Beck,” Serena said softly as she cuddled up to Becca.

“I love you, too, Ser Bear.”

“How do you－” Kyle began. “Nevermind, I don’t wanna know. Jamie, change the subject. For the love of god please change the subject.”

“It’s a game we play called Lesbian Vampire,” Becca responded before Jamie could even think of a way to change the subject. The look of absolute disgust on Kyle’s face was enough to make Serena forget about the discomfort she was feeling from her period. “She tastes so good. Every morning, I make her come in a cup for me so I can make a Ser Berry smoothie. It’s mixed berries and my Serena.”

“Nothing compares to my Rasbecca Swirl,” Serena rubbed her nose against hers. “Chocolate, raspberry, and my Becca.”

“Jamie,” Kyle looked at her worriedly. “Please tell me you didn’t use that same blender when you made drinks last night.”

Jamie gave him a nervous look in return. “We－we only have one blender.”

Kyle covered his mouth and immediately got off the chair. “I’m going home. I gotta throw up. Remind me to never eat or drink anything made in this apartment.”

“Ser and I christened that chair you were sitting on, too,” Becca laughed. 

Kyle went home without saying another word, leaving Jamie alone with her girls. “I don’t know what goes on in this apartment when I’m gone and I don’t think I wanna know.”

“Oh, Jamieson,” Serena giggled. “Why don’t you ever take Becca and me to work with you for breakfast? I’m out of commission but we can make you a Rasbecca Swirl.”

“I think I’ll pass on that today, but maybe tomorrow,” Jamie responded as she went over to the couch to kiss both of her girls. “I love you both.”

“We love you, too,” Serena told her, wishing she could pull Jamie onto the couch with them and never let go. 

Jamie grabbed her jacket and put her phone in her back pocket. “I’m gonna be a little late tonight. Thanks to the two of you, I have to go to Target after work and buy a new blender.”

“God they’re so easy,” Becca laughed once they heard the door close behind Jamie. “Can you believe they really thought the whole vampire game was true and the smoothies?”

After swimming and then rinsing off in the shower, Olivia fell asleep around 1:30. Once Olivia was asleep, Becca wasted no time before telling Serena it was time to take shots. Serena was no stranger to binge drinking, but the fact that she couldn’t remember anything that happened after 1:30 made her wonder exactly how much alcohol she consumed when she woke up the next morning－or was it the afternoon? She wasn’t quite sure; however, at that moment she was grateful she was fully clothed in pajamas instead of her underwear because being at her parents’ house meant she didn’t have the master bedroom.  

She had one of the worst hangovers she’d had in years and she wasn’t sure how but she had gathered the strength to make it to the bathroom. With no hair tie in sight, she held back her hair with one hand and steadied herself with the other as she vomited. 

She brushed her teeth immediately after and scrubbed her face to get rid of what she referred to as her sleep skin. She looked in the mirror and saw the dark circles under her eyes so she decided to grab her makeup bag from the counter and put on some concealer, eyeliner, and lipgloss before her mom commented on her appearance. Her curly hair was a mess, which she assumed was because of the chlorine. She had always hated what chlorine did to her curls. When she attempted to comb her fingers through her hair－to her horror－her fingertips touched something sticky. I didn’t get vomit in my hair, so what is－

“Jamieson!” she shouted loud enough for the entire house to hear. “Help!”

Assuming something terrible had happened to her wife, Jamie rushed to the bathroom from the kitchen downstairs where she was about to start making lunch for Olivia. “Babe, what’s wrong? Are you sick?”

“Worse,” Serena responded, nearly crying. “There’s gum in my hair and it won’t come out.”

Jamie stood behind her and attempted to remove the gum from Serena’s hair, but it was of no use. “Maybe we can freeze it off. I got some out of my little sister’s hair before. We just held an ice pack to the gum for ten minutes and then I was able to chip it away.”

“Bless you, Jamieson,” Serena said as she hugged her tightly. “You gorgeous hair genius.”

…but fifteen minutes later, they realized their attempts to freeze and chip away the gum were in vain. They enlisted Becca’s help as well, but she wasn’t able to remove it either. “I think I have to cut it off,” Jamie informed an absolutely horrified Serena.

“You can’t cut my hair!” 

“You look good with short hair, baby,” Becca reassured her. “Your hair was just above your shoulders when you were an undergrad and remember when you went through that indie phase in grad school and you had that cute pixie cut? I loved grabbing it when we－I should stop now.”

Jamie tried to keep her composure. “No, please continue.” But her words earned her nothing more than matching glares from Becca and Serena. “Sorry…”

“This is not the time, Jamieson,” Becca scolded her. “Serena’s hair is at stake.”

“...and I know you like my curls,” Serena said glumly. 

“I like the entire woman that the curls are attached to,” Jamie responded with a kiss on her cheek. “In fact, I love her.”

“She’s still gonna be attracted to you,” Becca chuckled. “Remember that time you were riding Jamie and then you told her to close her eyes? When you let her open them, you were wearing a Michael Meyers mask and she still did you.”

Jamie averted her eyes and tried once again to repress that memory. “You were riding me hard and it felt too good for me to stop you so now I have very conflicting feelings about Michael Meyers because of you, Serena.”

Serena was in post-orgasmic bliss as Becca ran her fingers through her hair. She wanted this moment with Becca to last forever, but she knew it’d be even better with Jamie by their side. “Jay?” Serena asked sleepily.

“I think she went to the kitchen,” Becca responded. “She was sweet enough to put a sheet over us, but leave it to Jamieson to leave our tits exposed. Your wife is a tit girl.”

“Mm, I think she’s a your tits girl,” Serena said as she caressed Becca’s back. “You should have seen her eyes bulge when she first saw you naked. I can’t blame her. Your surgeon does good work.”

“Shut up!” Becca playfully smacked her arm. 

“What?” Serena chuckled. “Don’t act like they’re real when you’re talking to the woman who has been looking at them since you were an A-cup. Real or not, they’re the most spectacular ones I’ve ever seen.”

“Not even,” Becca responded before leaning in to kiss her. “You have the cutest, most adorable little tits I’ve ever seen. I just wanna put them in my mouth every time I see them.”

Becca attempting to wrap her mouth around one of Serena’s boobs made her start to giggle. “Jamieson, help!”

Jamie strolled back into the room, three bottled waters balanced in one hand, a bowl of fruit and her phone balanced in the other, a strawberry halfway in her mouth as she looked up, smiling slightly around the fruit as she set the waters and bowl down. Taking a moment to chew and swallow what she had in her mouth, she smiled down at them, tilting her head slightly as she met Serena’s gaze. “Why are you calling for help? That looks fun…” she said teasingly as she popped the rest of the strawberry in her mouth. 

“She’s gonna swallow it,” Serena giggled.

“Jay, back me up here,” Becca took her mouth off of Serena. “Aren’t they perfect? Don’t you just wanna suck them off and swallow them?”

Jamie snorted and shook her head, though she couldn’t help but grin at how cute they were being. “They are perfect… but if you suck them off I won’t be able to play with them anymore,” she replied, pouting slightly. “So,” she continued, grabbing another strawberry, “yes, very much so to the first part, but no to the second. Sorry Beck.” 

Becca made another attempt at fitting Serena’s entire breast in her mouth before letting it go with a popping sound from her mouth. “It’s fine. They’ll grow back.”

“I’m not a lizard, Rebecca!” Serena started to laugh hysterically.

With another snort and a soft “oh my god”, Jamie finished off her fruit, the sound of Serena’s laughter warming her heart. “I can’t with you two.”  

“Jamieson,” Becca called out. “Give me a strawberry.”

Jamie smiled and reached into the bowl, holding out a strawberry to Becca before taking a sip of her water. “You want one too Ser?” 

“No,” Serena shook her head. “But you might after you see what Becca is about to do.”

Jamie tilted her head curiously, watching Becca intently. “What are you going to do….?” 

Becca winked at Jamie before running the strawberry along the length of Serena’s pussy, coating it in her wetness. “Ser Berries.” 

The name had always made Serena smile. It was the cute, playful side of Becca that no one else got to see, but when Becca sucked on the strawberry, the other side of her came out－the one Serena wanted to fuck until she couldn’t come anymore.

“Want some?” Becca asked, holding the rest of the strawberry out to Jamie.

The whole interaction had Jamie throbbing almost immediately, filled with need as if they hadn’t spent the last few hours fucking. She grabbed Becca’s wrist, bringing the berry to her mouth while keeping her gaze locked, first with Becca’s and then with Serena’s. Taking it in her mouth, she sucked, tasting Serena’s flavor and then biting so that it mixed with the sweet juice from the berry. Swallowing what she had in her mouth, she sucked on Becca’s fingers, licking some juice that had trickled down her wrist and humming deep in her throat. “Delicious,” she murmured, finishing off the berry before handing Becca another one. 

Serena reached for Jamie’s hand, placing a delicate kiss to it as Becca dipped the second berry in her wetness. 

Becca handed the berry over to Jamie. Watching Jamie suck Serena’s juices off of the strawberry made both her and Serena throb. They needed her. They needed her to fill them and fuck them and take them in any and every way she wanted.

Jamie took Becca’s wrist in her hand again, sucking on the berry like she had the first time, brushing the fingertips of her other hand over Serena’s lips as she bit down on the fruit. She climbed onto the bed again, sucking on Becca’s fingers as she gently pushed one of her own into Serena’s mouth, the feeling of her wife’s lips wrapped around it making her groan softly as she chewed. “I need to fuck you,” she murmured, finally settling on her knees between them both. 

Becca grabbed Jamie’s arm and playfully pulled her down so she was lying in between them. Her intention was to ride her, but the ever playful Serena lifted Jamie’s arm up and nuzzled into her. “Hi, Jay.”

Jamie chuckled softly, pulling Serena close and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Hi, baby,” she replied, squeezing her gently before turning her head to face Becca, grinning before leaning in to kiss the blonde’s mouth. “Hi to you, too.” 

“I love you, Jamieson,” Serena said, her arm wrapped around Jamie’s waist.

“I love you too, preciosa,” Jamie replied softly, her chest filling with tenderness for her Ser Bear. Grinning into Serena’s hair, she said: “Nothing dries Becca up more than softness.”

Serena ran her hand down Jamie’s abs, feeling how firm her wife’s body was. “Then get hard for her,” she whispered in Jamie’s ear as she continued to run her hands lower. She stopped at Jamie’s cock, gripping it firmly and pressing the base against Jamie’s clit. 

Jamie moaned and rolled her hips slightly, the base pressing against her just right. It always amazed her how Serena could take her from 0 to 10000 in about 2 seconds and she wasn’t about to start complaining now. “Fuck, I-“ She swallowed hard, watching Serena’s hand stroke her, already visualizing one of them riding her hard. 

Serena continued to stroke her and the rapid pace of Jamie’s breaths let her know her wife was close. “Do you wanna come in our pussies, baby? You can position us however you want. You can take us however you want and as hard as you want. We’re yours to fuck, baby.”

Jamie moaned again, hips jerking slightly, Serena’s voice in her ear driving her closer and closer to her orgasm. “Yeah baby, I wanna pump you full of come, I need to fuck- fuck- need to fuck you. Need to wreck you.”

“Jay?” Becca gave her a pleading look. “Can I do something?”

Jamie swallowed hard and nodded. “‘Course baby,” she replied, reaching down to grab Serena’s wrist and slow her down though not stopping her completely. “What- what do you want to do?” she asked, chest still heaving slightly. 

Becca got off the bed without saying another word and walked over to the medicine cabinet in the master bathroom. With a tomboy for a daughter, she knew Serena would have Band-Aids and gauze. She soaked the gauze in water before returning to the bed. “If you’re gonna wreck her, we have to take care of her first. Lay on your back, Ser.” She dabbed at the bite mark with the wet gauze, making sure the small wound was clean before placing a Band-Aid securely over it.

“Sorry to kill the mood,” she apologized to Jamie. “I just didn’t want the sweat or friction to irritate her cut.”

Jamie smiled, winding down but not minding in the slightest that Becca had stopped them to take care of their girl. “Don’t apologize, it’s okay. Gotta take care of our girl, right?” She pulled Serena close again, holding up her other arm so that Becca could lay down by her too. 

Becca cuddled up to her on one side while Serena cuddled up on the other. “I don’t mind the softness,” she teased them. “But I think it’s time to let Jamieson really have her birthday present.”

“You’re supposed to be having your way with us,” Serena pouted.

Jamie chuckled, happy to stay there and cuddle both of them but also feeling the need simmer low in her belly. She wanted them, she wanted them badly. She needed to hear them come for her, watch them, feel them and taste them. It was her birthday present, but she wanted to make sure it was a night they wouldn’t forget anytime soon. 

Leaning over, she kissed Serena deeply, making sure she was breathless before she pulled away and did the same with Becca, repeating the process as she slid one hand down each of their bodies, dipping her fingers between their legs at the same time. Alternating kisses, she began rubbing their clits, pinching and rolling them between her fingers until they were hard and swollen and both of them were squirming under her touch. 

She held up the hand that she had used to touch Serena to Becca’s lips, letting the blonde clean them off for her before kissing her again. “I want you bouncing on my cock-” she murmured before turning to Serena, allowing her to clean Becca’s juices off of her fingers and kissing her deeply before adding: “-and I want you riding my face.” 

“You’re the birthday girl,” Becca said before stealing one last kiss from Jamie and then from Serena.

Becca sat next to Jamie as she began to stroke her cock, pressing down on the base just gently enough for it to tease Jamie and leave her wanting more. “Are you ready for me, Jay?”

Becca noticed Serena’s comment had made Jamie start to blush and she decided to have a little fun with Jamie herself. “Let us show you off, Jamieson. We’ll make it up to you tonight. How about you make me take it from behind while I go down on Serena?”

Jamie looked as if she were considering it, but then their true intentions dawned on her. “I know what you two are doing. You’re using sex to manipulate me into doing things and I just wanna tell you that you can’t be doing that anymore.”

“Yes, we can,” Serena responded, her fingertips trailing along the zipper of Jamie’s slacks. “But you love everything you get to do to us and everything we do to you.”

“I know what always works for her.” Becca made her way over to them so she could kiss Jamie’s neck as Serena's hand was underneath the front of Jamie’s boxer briefs. “I’ll ride your cock while Serena rides your tongue.”

The soft moan that escaped Jamie’s lips let them know they had managed to convince her yet again. “Beck, feel how hard and swollen her clit is,” Serena told her as she began to rub Jamie’s clit. “Maybe we should get on our knees and suck on it first.”

With less than half an hour before they had to get ready and Serena had to leave, they used the time to convince Jamie while on their knees and then with Jamie on her back.

After quickly washing up, Serena put on a pair of jeans and one of her Columbia hoodies. When she put her curly hair up in a ponytail, Becca was reminded of when they were in college and Serena would put her hair up and wear a hoodie on cold, rainy days because she said the rain made her curls frizz. She was cute then and even cuter now.

Once their Ser Bear was gone, Becca knew it was time to get ready, but she couldn’t bring herself to get out of bed. She didn’t know how it happened, but being in a relationship with Jamie and Serena had brought out the warm, cuddly side of her.

“Are you trying to hint at something?” Jamie asked as Becca scooted back so she could press her backside to Jamie.

“Hard again?” Becca asked playfully as she felt the toy pressed against her. “Take it off so you can cuddle me.”

Without any hesitation, Jamie removed the toy from her harness briefs and set it down on the nightstand. “As much as I love cuddling you, we have to get ready.”

“No,” Becca whined. She grabbed Jamie’s arm and wrapped it around her. “It’s your fault I’m in a post sex haze and I don’t want to get up. If you rail me, you’re gonna have to take care of me.”

She felt Jamie press delicate kisses to her shoulder. “You sound more and more like Serena each day. I don’t think she’s a good influence on you...or anyone for that matter.”

“I’ll be sure to tell her that,” Becca responded as she placed her hand on top of Jamie’s and cuddled into her as close as she could. “I can’t believe I’ve known Ser for half my life already. To be honest, I can’t really remember much about my life before she was in it.”

“Ser seems to have that effect, or maybe I just don’t like to think about who I was before her. I’ve been with a lot of women. A lot. And I didn’t always have the best of intentions, but then Serena came along and I felt like someone had flipped a switch inside of me. Well, that and, quite frankly, I felt like if I were to break her heart she’d kill me.”

“Oh, yeah,” Becca chuckled. “You’d have ceased to exist for sure. I probably would have helped her.”

“Remind me to do everything the two of you say.”

Becca turned around so she could face her. “You already do, Jamieson. I think you should know that the key to loving Serena is to remain slightly afraid of her. I’m still in disbelief about Britt.”

Jamie tucked some strands of stray hair behind her ear. “Now that Serena isn’t here, are you gonna tell me what happened?”

“No fucking way, Jamieson,” Becca playfully pinched her arm. “Lexie and I promised Serena that we’d take it to our graves. Nice try, though.”

“When we were at her parents’ house, she said it was because of the election and then more recently she said it was because of something Britt said about Kyle. Which is it?”

Becca held out her pinky to Jamie. “Shut up. I know this is juvenile, but the pinky promise is sacred and once you pinky promise, you can’t tell Serena you know this.” Jamie gave her a confused look before linking her pinky to hers. “The whole thing was ugly. They hated each other since they were pledging. We thought it was interesting though, like one of those college movies where the snobby girl has to be defeated. We had fun with the rivalry until one night it wasn’t fun anymore. We couldn’t prove it, but we know she set Serena up that night Emerson…you know.” Knowing how the story was going to affect Jamie, she paused to give her a kiss on her hand. “Emerson is weak and everyone knew Serena wore the pants in that relationship. Some of his frat brothers would tease him about it, but it was all in fun and he’d fire back that he was man enough to not feel emasculated by a strong-minded woman. Serena seemed to love that. Those two were always making out. It was fucking disgusting. I felt like I was gonna vomit every time I saw them.”

Jamie chuckled. “I don’t think I’ve ever loved you as much as I do right now.”

“What Ser ever saw in his bitch ass, I’ll never know,” Becca shook her head. “He was funny, though, and I guess some pretty girls are willing to lower their standards as long as the guy is funny. I’m probably going to hell for this but when I first saw Olivia, I was like oh thank god she’s not ugly and looks nothing like Emerson.”

“Rebecca!”

“What?” Becca laughed. “I know looks aren’t important for a baby, but I’m glad she looks like Kyle and Mr. Benson instead. Kyle’s a nice piece of man candy, but you can never let Ser know I said that. Back to the story, though. I overheard Britt talking to Emerson the night before it happened. They were working on some project together, I think. She told him not to let Serena boss him around and that Serena wasn’t going to respect him if he was so weak. She was saying don’t take no for an answer from Serena even if it means getting a little rough with her. How else was she going to respect him? The next night was the party－and gag－but they were rounding a couple bases in his room. She didn’t want to go all the way yet because what girl wants to get her cherry popped in some disgusting frat house. She told him she wanted to wait and she wanted their first time to be special. That was the moment he decided Serena was no longer gonna call the shots and…you know what happened next. Lexie and I were the first to see her when she got home. She was bruised and he hit her so hard that she busted her lip. I flashed back to the night we met when I had to take her to the ER after she fell and cut her lip, but this time she was so broken. She insisted on taking a shower before she went to the hospital and she didn’t report it. Knowing what happened when she was 13, I didn’t want her alone in the shower where she could easily get a razor so I showered with her. While we were in there, Lexie got her underwear and anything we thought we could use as evidence just in case. Britt told Serena it looked like she finally got what she deserved. A couple of days later, our plan went into action. As President and vice-president, Ser and I had access to everyone’s dietary restrictions for the end of the year formal. We knew Britt had a severe peanut allergy. We’re talking a matter of life and death here so we decided we were going to make chocolate chip cookies with peanut oil. It was the perfect crime. The whole sorority had access to the same cookies, so it’s not like we singled her out. She ended up in the hospital and Britt’s parents went to the administration, but there was nothing that could be done because they couldn’t prove it was intentional. We were all called into a conference room with the administration because of everything that happened that week. It was like we were on some cop show. It was me and my parents, Serena, Lexie, Kyle, and Mr. and Mrs. Benson, Britt with her parents, and Emerson with his. So much generational wealth. The whole thing just wreaked of privilege. Tensions were high. It was the scariest fucking moment of my life. Lexie almost cracked, but Serena was cool as a cucumber. She said her grandma had coached her. She knew exactly how to make herself cry. You know that cute, innocent look she has? Imagine it when she was only 21 and still had her baby face. Jamie, it was scary how good she was. It’s like the room was her stage and she was the lead actress. Lexie and I just followed her lead. Kyle and some of the other guys had beat the hell out of Emerson, so Serena said it was up to her to take care of Britt. Besides, if Emerson dropped dead, it would have been too obvious.”

“Beck,” Jamie said, wide-eyed. “How is it that after your story I am both afraid of my wife yet more in love with her than ever?”

Becca cuddled up to her and placed a kiss on her cheek. “It’s the Serena Effect. There’s no fighting it. You just can’t help loving her.”

“Are you okay?” Jamie asked. “I mean, with us and－”

“I’m fine, Jamieson,” Becca interrupted. “Serena will always be the love of my life, but she’s not the only one I love. Think about it. Why else am I cuddling? Oh and I decided, we aren’t going to my sorority reunion. Fuck it. I’d rather be in bed with you and then we can hold our Ser Bear tonight.”

“Anything you want, beautiful.”

“Jay?”

“Yeah?”