Disclaimer: Versions of these characters belong to Stephenie Meyer in another time and place. I am making them have lesbian sex with each other.
A/N: ive never posted two chapters in 12 hours before but you girls left me so many rocking reviews and so much love on the forum i just had to. i would really appreciate it if you gals gave erica (acireamos) and irene (rainydaygirl11) some extra volleyball butt loving. i asked them last minute beta this asap and they did, no questions asked. you girls rock. smoochies to stephie too for waiting for me while i posted to this. MWAH!
oh and OcherEyes21 asked me whether leah was a moaner or a screamer. shes a moaner for sure. she also says mutters "shit" and "fuck" a lot. yes, definitely a moaner.
sorry i ruined so many panties with the last chapter (im not really)
Chapter: I Can't Make You Love Me
"...i will lay down my heart and i'll feel the power, but you wont, no you wont..."
Ladies night changed everything between us. Going out on a school night was actually pretty stupid. Rose woke me up at five-thirty to get ready for work. I almost took a swing at her when she poked me. Leah was still wrapped around me, just the way I wanted; one hand nestled between my legs.
"Mama, give her ten more minutes," Leah murmured.
"Okaaay. Don't be late, Sweetie," Rosalie said, slipping out the door.
I sat up reluctantly and shifted to the edge of the bed. I spotted my tank top on Leah's desk.
"Where you going?" Leah asked. I looked over my shoulder to see Leah, with one eye open, gazing at me. "I got you for ten more minutes."
I lay back down so my face was level with her breasts. I couldn't resist sucking one of her delicious brown nipples into my mouth. "Nine and a half. You have a plan?" As I finished my sentence, Leah slowly rolled me on my back. She kissed her way down my body, explaining that she was interested in finding out just how many times she could make me come in nine minutes.
The answer was four.
The night and the first part of the morning had been everything I'd hoped for - well, for the most part. Leah had finally made love to me and she hadn't kicked me out afterward. She didn't open up to me all of a sudden or ask me if I wanted to "go steady", but things were still good in the morning and all the days leading up to Thanksgiving vacation. We didn't talk much, but we did spend a lot of time together. Time free of hostile tension.
Leah didn't exactly celebrate Thanksgiving, but since Alice and I were both leaving town to spend time with our families, she went back to Hawaii to see her friends.
For the first time in my life I had no interest in going home to see my mom. I didn't want to think about being away from the girls, having to self-service for four days and the thought of not seeing Leah literally made my chest hurt.
We didn't talk or text, but when I landed at LAX, it was Leah who was waiting for me in baggage claim. I returned the subtle smirk she gave me and took her out stretched hand. Instead of going straight home, where Alice and Rosalie were waiting for us, Leah took me to the beach. I think she wanted some time with me, away from the girls.
A friend of hers had a house in Malibu with a secluded driveway that led right out to the sand. We didn't have to deal with annoying stragglers on the pier or avoid any insistent homeless guys.
Leah executed a quick u-turn and backed her Bronco out onto the moonlit dunes. Once we were parked, I followed her in silence to the back of her truck where she had a few blankets waiting for us.
She sat down on the bumper pulling me between her legs. In one swift motion, she grabbed another blanket and wrapped it around my body. The flight had only been a little over an hour, but I was more than happy to stand and stretch my legs. Besides, Leah always seemed to have some sort of plan and I couldn't disagree with any plan that started with the two of us, alone at night, on the beach, face to face and inches apart.
I was starting to enjoy the silence between us. Alice was such a chatter box, which I loved too, but it was nice to have a pleasant contrast.
Los Angeles was so loud. Where we were, though, all I could hear was the crashing waves and our gentle breath.
A few moments of small talk wouldn't hurt though. "How was Hilo?" I murmured. My hands found their way up her thighs. I silently cursed the layers of fabric between us.
"It was alright." She gazed at my lips, licking her own. Her hands slowly came down to my waist. I tried to keep still while she was touching me, but it was so hard. I'd spent every free moment I had in the past four days thinking about her hands on my body. I'd spent a few minutes every chance I got touching myself, hoping we'd have more moments like this when I got back. I had to kiss her.
I leaned forward a bit and put my fingers under her chin. Our lips met and we both sighed, letting the other inside. My advance encouraged Leah to slowly push my shirt up over my breasts. My bra was right behind it, leaving my nipples exposed to the ocean breeze. Her warm fingers caressed them slowly. I whimpered into her mouth, the length of my body writhing between her legs.
Making sure the blanket was secure, I unzipped my jeans and shoved them down just above my knees. I wanted to show her exactly where I wanted her to go next. I didn't have any panties on. She broke from my lips and looked down quickly, then her eyes focused back on my mouth.
"You want me to touch your pussy, Baby?" she whispered.
I nodded, leaning my head to the side. My eyelids fell closed. Like Alice and Rose, Leah was a master of the little things. Each of them had their own special touch when it came to turning me on. Leah's specialty was the use of her mouth.
I held still while she slowly and gently pulled my bottom lip between her teeth. The light tugging turned into another heated kiss. I was completely lost to it. I wanted to come so badly, but I had to be patient, like always.
She softly sucked my tongue into her mouth and at that exactly moment her fingers began exploring my wet cunt.
There were so many things I wanted to say…
I missed you.
I can't keep myself from wanting you.
I'm falling in love with you.
And I could see it on her face too, not the love necessarily, but there were things she wanted to say. I could feel it. The way she touched me, the way she was making me come – the way she was gazing into my eyes as I trembled under her finger tips, all of those things conveyed to me that Leah felt for some reason she couldn't open up to me. Whatever those reasons were, they didn't stop her from wanting me.
We stayed out on the beach for a couple of hours, shoving more articles of clothing aside, taking turns making each other come, over and over while the moon moved across the sky. I adored her beautiful bronze pussy with my mouth until she forced me to stop. That's when we called it quits. She held my hand while she was behind the wheel, kissing my fingers and the back of my hand every so often. I didn't hold in my contented sighs.
The girls were already asleep when we got home, so Leah took me to bed. Her bed. As I fell asleep, tucked into the curve of her body, I was so happy that things between us hadn't unraveled while I was away. In the days to come I was even more relieved to see that the change was becoming permanent.
When Leah was home, she joined Rose and I on our afternoon runs. She kept me company while I cooked and while I graded term papers. I loved having her around. If Rose made me feel loved and Alice made me feel wanted, the way Leah made me feel was a special combination of both. She was slightly possessive, but in a good way and she made me feel like a porn star every time she got her hands on me.
Things were so different when we would all play together now. She never said so, but Leah always seemed to want to fuck me first and when I was with Alice or Rose it was obvious she loved watching me come.
I started spending every night in her bed. If we all got each other off in Rose's room or downstairs, Leah would take me to her bed afterward so we could spend the night alone. In spite of the new terms of out relationship, we stuck to our vow of relative silence. It was a little strange, but Leah seemed to like it that way. I liked her happy. A happy Leah was a horny Leah and a horny Leah made for a very satisfied Bella.
When she was on set for long periods of time, I continued to send her pictures of myself tugging on my nipples or rubbing my wet pussy. If Alice and Rose were home when I got back from school, I'd excuse myself, telling them I just needed to change. I guess I shouldn't have kept it from them, but it seemed to make Leah happy so I didn't see the harm. Leah always came home ready to play even if she was exhausted.
We were taking pretty good care of each other, really and all four of us were reaping the benefits. Alice and Rose were now visibly at ease when Leah and I were in the room together. I hadn't realized the affect our "deal" was having on them. They spent more time alone, just the two of them and that seemed to make them happier as well.
Things were good, extremely good, but everyone knows all good things must come to and. Our end came on December 21st.
It was a Sunday afternoon. I was flying to Forks the following night to spend Christmas with Charlie. Leah was heading home in the morning to see her mom. Rose and I had just come back from a run. Leah was home, but she felt like sleeping in. I didn't argue. Rose ran straight to the shower when we got back and I wandered to the kitchen for something to drink.
Leah was sitting at the kitchen table. Something was wrong. She was sulking, mulling over something pretty hard. She was wearing an intense scowl and twirling her cell phone on its covered corner.
She and I were pretty comfortable now and even though I knew she wouldn't open up completely, I had to give it a try.
I walked over and kissed her on the forehead. She didn't move.
"Honey, what's wrong?" I asked. I walked over to the fridge and started scanning the shelves. I wasn't in the mood for water.
"I don't want to talk about it," Leah said, keeping her eyes on the table.
I'm proud to say that I didn't give the next words that came out of my mouth any thought. If I had, if I'd taken a moment to select them, put them in order and let them out of my mouth at an audible volume, I don't think I would have ever been able to forgive myself.
In the minutes that followed, I acted - irrationally, because I didn't understand. Leah's life was perfect. She loved her work. She had three girlfriends who loved the hell out of her, friends who would drive the coast just to see her. She could jet set to Hawaii whenever she wanted. Here I was just trying to show her some affection and she's pushing me away. It made me angry that she was still moody and closed off. It made me angry, but that was no excuse for what I said or did.
"Shocker. What did Emily do now?" I mocked openly and then I froze, horrified.
I glanced over my shoulder. Leah was still looking down, but her eyes were closed.
"You have no know idea what you're talking about," she growled.
I snapped.
I slammed the fridge door and turned around. She still wouldn't look at me, but her eyes were open.
"And I wonder why that is, Leah. It's hard to know anything about someone when they never talk to you."
"Shut up," Leah whispered.
"Why? Cause you know I'm right? What? What happened? Emily sneezed and a guy handed her a tissue so you freaked out?"
"No." Her voice was still low.
I don't know whether I was PMSing or maybe there was something bothering me about our relationship that I'd been refusing to deal with, something that I was ignoring and was secretly eating at me, but I didn't back down. And the longer I stood my ground the harder I found it to keep my mouth shut.
"It has to be Emily. I mean she's only reason in the world for you ever to be upset." She kept staring at the table. "No? Well maybe it's Sam then," she closed her eyes slowly, but kept her head down. "It's Sam. Probably showed Emily all the ways he can fuck her that you can't." Shook her head, gritting her teeth. I had no idea what the fuck was wrong with me, but I couldn't stop myself.
"It's me then." She looked at me. Bingo. That's what really set me off. I'll admit it, before I was just being a bitch. I was prodding her on purpose because I loved her and I hated that things made her upset and I hated it even more that she wouldn't talk to me. It killed me that she wouldn't trust me.
"So it's me. Great. What did I do now, Leah?" I saw Alice creeping towards me slowly. "Let me see. I cook for you everyday. I wait up for you every night. What else? I do your laundry –" yeah I know. It had gotten to that point. "I let you have me anyway you want me, whenever you want me. I love you, clearly more than I should. Man, I am a shitty girlfriend."
In an instant she was on her feet, almost knocking over the chair.
"You are not my fucking girlfriend." She didn't yell, but there was force and volume behind her words. She meant it. I was back on the stairs that night. It was happening all over again. Nothing had changed at all, just Leah's demeanor. She had learned to love having sex with me, but she didn't love me. She didn't feel shit for me. I was so stupid. So blind.
"Of course. I'm sorry I said anything. Here, I'm gonna go shower. I'll be waiting for you, on your bed when you're in the mood again." I was yelling at this point. Rose came into the kitchen. Seeing Alice behind me, she moved to stand behind Leah. They weren't taking sides. Just getting ready for one of us to throw a punch. Alice touched my arm, trying to calm me down, but I ignored her.
"You know what B - Fuck you. You have no idea what you're talking about," Leah shouted back.
"And why would I? You don't. Fucking. Talk to me. How could I know?"
"You're serious? When have you ever tried to talk to me?" She knew exactly when. She back peddled the moment I opened my mouth. "Recently."
"Right –"
"But really, when was the last time you pulled your naked ass off me and said hey 'Leah lets have a chat?'. I wasn't talking cause I was too busy fucking you to sleep and keeping you from getting raped by your co-workers. What makes today different, B? Huh? Why all of a sudden do you give a shit about me?"
The tears were streaming down my face, now. I couldn't hold them in. "Fuck you," I seethed. How could she possibly think that I didn't care about her.
"Sweetie—" Alice pulled me closer, but I yanked my arm away.
"No. Screw this." I took off for my room before she could get another grip on my arm.
There were some slamming of doors. Some loud voices coming from downstairs and in the hall, but I wasn't paying attention. I was too busy, rocking myself, sobbing. I had no idea what to do. I didn't want to leave.
After a few minutes of bizarre silence Rosalie cracked open my door.
"Sweetie?" I didn't say anything. She came in anyway. She crouched down in front of me. "Sweetie, what happened?"
"She… didn't tell you?"
"No. Bella, what happened?"
"Shit. I don't even know. I –just. Rose, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have argued with her like that I just – I didn't –"
"Bella—" she came and sat next to me on the bed and put her arm around me. "Don't apologize."
"No really, Rose. I am so sorry. Leah and I – I should go."
"Bella no. Please. We don't want you to leave. Leah doesn't want you to leave. She's just—"
"See – she won't talk to me. We're just gonna end up right back here. It's not fair to you and Alice. You guys shouldn't have to be in the middle like this."
"Listen. Go home, see your dad and when you come back we'll all talk about it. Please, Bella. We really don't want you to leave. You two just had a fight. That happens. You and I had a fight. Remember? We got over it."
I did remember. Rose and Alice had hurt me and I was angry. But the difference was Rosalie wouldn't move on until we resolved it. Rose talked to me. I knew if things mended between Leah and I it would be because Rose had forced her to be civil, not because Leah and I really talked. But Rose did have one point. I didn't want to leave her and Alice. And I didn't want to do it in a traumatic hurry.
I took a deep breath, wiping my nose. "Okay, just please. Don't talk to Leah on my behalf anymore. If she has something to say to me, if she suddenly decides to grow a soul she can talk to me to my face."
"Fine," Rosalie chuckled. "I promise. Just please don't go. Okay?"
"Okay," I sighed, trying to choke back the rest of my tears.
Rose got me into the shower and then afterwards she sat with me in my room. She watched movies on my laptop while I snoozed with my head in her lap. When I woke up, Alice ordered us pizza for dinner. I came downstairs debating on whether or not to just eat in my room. It didn't matter though. Leah was already gone.
okay i know things are a little emo right now, but i think most of you know im not a big fan of drawing the real pain out. the next chapter is one of my favorites and it is not a wrist slitter i promise. just hang in there with me.