Author's Note: First off, I'd like to sincerely thank everyone who has read, voted, favorited and commented on my stories. It is very much appreciated! In terms of this submission, I had a blast writing and getting to know the characters of Jules and Leah and seeing where their story took me...and from the feedback, I'm glad y'all seemed to enjoy the ride as well. So without further ado, here is Ch.02 - and I'd strongly suggest that you read Ch.01 first if you haven't yet.
This story is a complete work of fiction from my imagination, so if I screwed this up in any way - sorry about that. And of course this story includes sexually explicit material and is intended for adults, so if you are not at least 18 years of age or are offended by sexual material - I'm not really sure why you would be on Lit in the first place, so there's that...for the rest of you, thank you for reading, feel free to give feedback, please remember to vote - and I hope you enjoy!
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"What movie?"
"The Princess Bride," Jules replied. "You know, that whole 'as you wish' thing?"
"Mmmm," Leah agreed sleepily. "Me too."
"But, um," Jules continued softly. "You, uh...you know what Wesley meant when he said that, right?"
Silence.
"Leah?" Jules whispered as she pulled her head back slightly to try and look at the blonde woman's face.
Leah's eyes were closed and she was breathing steadily, asleep.
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Jules settled into her pillow and started running her fingers lightly up and down the bare skin of Leah's back. Leah made a small sound in her throat and frowned in her sleep before moving in even closer and nuzzling Jules's breast. Jules liked the way Leah was snuggled up close. This intimate contact felt nice. It was...comforting. No, it was more than that - Jules had to admit that this woman made her feel safe in a way that no one ever had. She was especially thankful for that secure feeling right now because she couldn't help but think about what they had to face in just a few hours.
The afterglow of the amazing sex with Leah continued to rapidly fade away as the minutes ticked by and sleep continued to elude her. As hard as she tried not to let it, the threat of tomorrow kept relentlessly crowding into the redhead's thoughts. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. The rational part of Jules's brain knew that worrying about it wasn't going to make it go away or keep it from happening.
Another heavy sigh escaped her lips. She tried to stop thinking altogether and just be thankful for the fact that she didn't have to face this alone. Jules leaned her head down and kissed the top of Leah's head. It was at this point she came to the conclusion that the problem was that tomorrow wasn't only about going back to DC and dealing with the threat - it also meant facing Leah in the cold light of day and sorting out everything that had happened tonight.
It shouldn't be that big of a deal, should it? Jules felt like they had connected - like
really
connected...but what did that really mean? Did Leah feel it too? The redheaded Federal Agent tried to imagine the future and what it would be like with Leah. Jules didn't do relationships - or at least she hadn't done one in a really long time. Maybe it had been too long. But shouldn't she at least consider the possibilities? Maybe it could be different this time with Leah...so why was the prospect of that scaring the hell out of her?
Really?
The little voice in her head popped up and called her out.
You make this amazing connection with the blonde Xena over there and that scares you?
Yes, Jules admitted silently. It scares me.
What exactly is the scary part of this? Is it the great sex? Or the fact that she really seems to like you? Oh, wait, maybe it scares you that she saved your ass and then hung around to protect it and escort you back home. Is that the scary part?
Just shut up, Leah scowled. I don't want to talk about it.
Oh, so now we talk?
The little voice shot back.
I think the way this usually works is that I tell you how things really are and what you should do and then you tell me to shut up, go into denial and continue to fuck your life up.
Jules slowly eased her arm out from under Leah's head and tried not to wake the blonde as she moved to roll over and face the other way. She had no idea how this whole thing was going to play out. Jules had a strong suspicion that no matter what happened it was not going to be good. Somehow she'd find a way to screw it up. It had never turned out good before, so why should this time be different? Jules stayed awake for a long time, just lying there and staring into the gloom of the darkened room as a few tears rolled down her cheeks.
She didn't remember falling asleep.
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Before Leah opened her eyes she smelled strawberries.
She inhaled deeply and knew that it was the shampoo Jules had used on her thick, auburn hair. She could feel some stray hairs tickling her nose. It made her smile. Leah stretched one of her legs out and luxuriated in the cozy warmth of spooning her shorter bedmate. She loved the feel of Jules's rounded ass pressed against her groin and the back of the redhead's leg against her thigh. There was something about the sleepy body heat they were sharing that just felt so damn good against the chill of the room's air conditioning. It made Leah never want to get out of this bed.
Finally Leah allowed herself to totally shift all of her attention to the utterly delicious weight of Jules's large breast. At some point during their sleep-cuddling, Leah had ended up with her arm draped over Jules's waist and bent at the elbow so that her hand was resting on the underside of Jules's near boob. Leah gently moved her hand up a little so that she was fully cupping the large orb of soft, warm flesh. Leah closed her eyes as she gave it a gentle squeeze, trying to let the sensation of exactly how this magnificent tit felt in her hand burn itself into her memory.
Leah had always been a 'breast girl' so to speak, but the redhead's boobs truly fascinated her.
The only time she had ever seen breasts this big and this perfectly shaped was in magazines or some other form of photo-shopped media. She could hardly believe that the almost flawless pair of large, porcelain globes were literally at her fingertips. Leah moved her hand to follow the outside curve of the perfectly rounded breast. The skin felt so smooth under her fingers. They sat high up on Jules's chest and there was surprisingly very little sag considering their size. Contrary to what she suspected most people probably thought upon seeing them hidden behind clothing, Leah now knew first-hand that there wasn't a single fake thing about them. More than just their size and shape, it truly amazed the blonde at just how soft they were, but yet still so firm to the touch.
Leah let her palm drift up and over until she could feel the little nub of Jules's nipple. She thought they were so sexy and cute and along with the redhead's areolas were surprisingly smaller than expected considering the size of Jules's chest. Leah gave the sizable boob in her hand another gentle massage and was rewarded with the feeling of Jules's areola swelling and the redhead's nipple hardening under her touch. Leah adjusted her hand so that the nipple was between her thumb and forefinger.
She softly pulled on it until Jules let out a groan.
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