Trick or treat me

Miranda spent the night tossing and turning in her bed. New York was becoming a hell, that was the only reasonable explanation for the abnormal body heat Miranda had been feeling for the past few weeks, because the only other explanation was menopause and there was no way that was right. It was completely out of the question. Period.

To Miranda menopause happened to other women in their fifties, not her. Menopause meant a period in ones life where you transitioned from your reproductive phase to your non-reproductive phase due to the reduction of hormones produced by the ovaries. Unfortunately one of the many consequences of this was a reduced sex drive and that is why Miranda refused to believe in such a foolish concept; especially not since she met and fallen in love with Andy. Never in her life had her sex drive and her desire been this strong. Since Andy came into her life, sex could only be described as phenomenal. So there was no way she was going through menopause. To the hell with menopause.

Miranda was feeling annoyed, besides the crazy heat and lack of sleep tonight, she was alone in their bed, which in Miranda's eyes was such a waste of space. Andy was in Cincinnati and had been for the past three days, her mother had an accident and had broken her clavicle. Although Miranda didn't like Andy being away, she did think that this would be a good opportunity for Andy and her mother start to talk to each other again. It had been two weeks since the whole restaurant incident and they still hadn't spoken to each other.

Miranda had just turned onto her side so she could take hold of Andy´s pillow, in hopes that the smell of Andy's shampoo would help her sleep, when she heard her cell phone ringing. She groaned as she grabbed her phone wondering who could be gutsy enough to be calling her at almost midnight without fearing consequences.

"Yes," she answered not even bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Hey darling, did I wake you?"

"No, you didn't, I couldn't sleep." Miranda said as she moved into a better position on the bed.

"Ah poor baby," Andy cooed in the other line of the phone.

"How is your mother?" Miranda asked cutting Andy attempting to become gracious.

"She is fine, no major damages, the doctor said she will heal in no time," Andy answered.

"Good," Miranda said, "when will you come home?" She asked the important question.

"Maybe in two days, mom asked if I could spend a few more days," she paused, "why? Are you missing me already?" Andy teased.

"Not that much" Miranda´s smile was evidently on her lips, "the girls are missing you more."

"Yeah, of course," Andy said smiling too. "Well, I'm missing you all terribly," she let out a long breath over the phone. Andy hated when she had to stay away from them for a long period of time. "Was something delivered to me today?"

"A package, I guess." Miranda said as she turned the light on.

"I sent it today, do you know where it is?"

"Joanna put it here on your bedside table."

"Can you get it?"

Miranda moved to Andy´s side of the bed and took the package, she read the address name, 'Andy Priestly to Andy Priestly'. "Did you send a package to yourself?" Miranda asked curiously.

"Actually no, it's for you, but you can't open until I tell you to."

"I see," Miranda stopped to study the package. She gave the package a little shake, trying to determine the contents. "And what If I open it right now?"

"You wouldn't dare do that." Andy laughed.

"Try me," Miranda said with a defiant voice.

"You know, I'm missing you a lot tonight." Andy said honestly, "I wish I could be making love with you right now."

Miranda let out a soft moan, "I wish that too, especially since today I'm feeling utterly hot." Miranda said annoyed as she put the package on her side, not paying much attention to it anymore.

"I like when you are hot, especially when you're hot for me," Andy said with a smirk.

"Well, today is one of those days, this city is becoming insufferable, I think we need a new air conditioner. I told Emily to call a repair man this morning but once again her incompetence astounds me."

"What are you wearing?" she asked innocently, changing the subject.

"Why?"

"Just curious, I want to go to bed with a picture of you in my head." Andy's voice was becoming husky.

"Red silk camisole," Miranda answered and Andy moaned.

"God, what a vision, is it the Vesperini one with the 2 laces?" Andy asked curious.

"Yes" Miranda answered and shook her head when Andy let out another moan.

"I love when you use that one, your breasts looks even more delicious." Andy was talking almost whispering and Miranda closed her eyes. "The way your nipples grow harder over the fabric under my touch." Andy whimpered and Miranda gasped.

"What are you trying to do Andrea?" Miranda asked, feeling her nipples getting hard under the fine material.

"Trying to make love with you?" Andy asked like it was obvious.

"Well, since you are in Cincinnati and I'm here, and our Time machine is broken, that would be physically impossible." Miranda said in her usual icy tone and Andy laughed.

"You know, I'm sure we can think of something?" Andy proposed. "Since you are there and I'm here and we have phones."

"Are you that desperate?" Miranda asked with irony.

"I am, very desperate for you. Aren't you?"

"I am too, but for the real thing, not for some juvenile performance over the phone." Miranda said and reached the glass water on the table, her mouth suddenly felt dry.

"I promise you won't be disappointed," Andy said, "I know you are very aroused already."

"I'm not feeling anything Andrea."

"Liar" Andy giggled "Prove it," she teased.

"Prove what?" Miranda asked defensively.

"Prove me that I'm not making you wet." Andy´s sensual voice is one of her best weapons and for sure one of Miranda´s weakness.

"I'm not going to prove you anything and I think you should go sleep." Miranda said trying to change the conversation.

"I m not felling relaxed enough to sleep, but if we play a little I will sleep much better and so will you." Andy proposed.

"Andrea, as exciting as this seems, it's not the same when you're not here."

"I know Miranda, but I'm so horny and I miss you. I want to go to sleep with the sound of you coming in my ear." Andy grinned as soon as she heard Miranda gasping in the other end. "Darling, I want to make you come, and in order for to that happen, I want you to do what I tell you to do, can you do that for me?"

"Andrea," Miranda said feeling her cheeks flush red in embarrassment.

"Miranda, it's me, you don't have to be shy with me."

"I don't know what are you talking about," Miranda´s tone indicated coldness, "shyness is for teenagers Andrea, not for me."

"That is great, so there is no problem, because I know that you love when I kiss all over your neck and when I do that thing with my tongue on the back of your ear."

"Andrea, don't," Miranda said trying to appear firm but knowing she was fighting a losing battle at this point.

"I'm sorry, but it's stronger than me," Andy said in her defense, "I can't control myself when I'm married to the most wonderful, sexy woman alive and I keep imagining the things I would like to be doing with your body right now. And I know you want me too, don't you?" Andy questioned already knowing the answer.

"You know good and well I do." Yep, the defenses were definitely down.

"You like when I undress you, and tease your skin with my hands?"

"I do," Miranda gulped. Her breathing starting to change.

"And what about when I suck on your nipples until they get sore. Do you like it too?"

"Yes, very much," Miranda moaned, bringing her hand to touch her left breast.

"I wish I was with you, talking in your ear right now," Andy licked her lips, "I want you to touch yourself Miranda."

"Oh God, Andrea," Miranda moaned.

"Please baby, for me" Andy insisted.

"You're crazy." Miranda´s hand started to go down on her body. The silk camisole burning her skin already.

"Yes I am," Andy reclined on her seat, "I know how much you love when I slid my hand into your panties. You want me to take your panties off or just move them to the side?

"Take them off"

"Ok, then do it." Andy ordered her.

"Wait please," Miranda said and Andy had to fight the urge to snicker, even making love, Miranda never forgets her well manners.

"You like when I leisurely tease around your clit, don't you like that?" Andy started again when she heard Miranda breathing on the phone once again.

"I do," Miranda said and did exactly what Andy said. She can feel the warm wetness flowing freely already.

"You're so beautiful," Andy said and smiled, "are you wet for me Miranda?"

"Yes," Miranda said feeling the moist on her soft hair.

"I am too, so fuckin' wet for you," Andy answered feeling goosebumps on the back of her neck. "What you want me to do darling?"

Miranda brought her camisole up. "I want you to do whatever you want."

"Is that so?" Andy´s lips turned into a mischievous grin, "I want you to move around your swollen clit," Andy was feeling her own center aching already. But she had everything going as she planned, she couldn't rush now. "Now I want you to feel like it's my fingers that are slowly opening your lips and sliding inside of you right now," Andy said and Miranda slipped two fingers into her throbbing core.

"Andrea," Miranda mumbled.

"I'm deep inside of you now, my fingers moving all the way in and out of you and I brush my thumb on your puffy clit." If Andy crossed her legs now, she wouldn't last five seconds without coming with the intoxicated sounds Miranda was making. "Is your clit swollen already baby?"

"Yes," Miranda whispered, teasing her engorged clit with her thumb "you're making me crazy."

"I know, you make me completely crazy about you too." Andy said and brought a finger to touch her wet lips. "You want more Miranda?"

"Yes, I want everything from you" Miranda voice was full of need, "I want your mouth too." She put more pressure on her penetrations.

Andy moaned involuntarily. She loved when Miranda told her what she wanted even when Andy already knew every single part of Miranda's body and how she reacted in different ways to her touch every time.

"You want me to suck hard on your clit baby? You want me to push harder with my tongue and fuck you?"

"Yes."

Miranda´s breathing was getting shorter. Andy knew that she was close and it was not the time yet, she wanted Miranda to last longer without coming.

"Andrea," Miranda said again and Andy was trying hard to concentrate on not coming.

"You want to ride my fingers inside you, while I flick my tongue around your clit?" Andy said and Miranda thrust her fingers deeper inside.

"I want you to come with me," Miranda said as she curled her finger inside.

"You want me with you now?"

"Yes."

"You wish I could be in bed with you, making love with you right now?" Andy asked and stood from where she was sitting.

"Yes, I wish you were," Miranda murmured.

Andy slowly opened to doorknob of their bedroom, the vision of Miranda Priestly holding her phone with her left hand, head back into the pillow, half naked with only the camisole covering her breasts, legs wild apart, touching herself with just the dim light of the bedside table lighting up the room, made Andy´s brain spin. She was moving smoothly towards her prey, taking her Carolina Herrera jacket and placing on the floor. The next step was to unbutton her skirt and that was soon joining the other pieces of clothes on the floor.

"I need you," Miranda cried out not yet aware of Andy´s presence until she felt the bed shake and soon Andy´s weight was on top of her, kissing her already open mouth with fury.

Andy took Miranda´s phone from her ear, closed shut and threw on the floor, but never leaving her mouth.

"Oh God…" Miranda blurted out panting, "what… are… you doing… here?" Miranda was able to finish her sentence with Andy´s tongue invading her month.

Miranda whimpered with the loss of friction on her center when Andy took hold of her hand, but felt complete again when Andy exchanged her fingers for her own two fingers back inside of her woman´s slick folds at the same time her lips were kissing Miranda´s neck down her breast taking an already erect nipple between her teeth.

Miranda couldn't tell what was the essential source of the orgasm building in her body, if was Andy´s tongue around her nipple, her fingers inside or the thumb massaging her pulsating clit.

"You're so wet," Andy moaned feeling Miranda´s velvet walls clutching around her fingers as she added another one. Miranda arched her head back from the mix of pain and pleasure Andy was making her feel, her hand now on the back of Andy´s head and her hips bucking to meet Andy´s thrust as deep as she could.

"Mouth" Miranda babbled and Andy obediently moved down her body, the smell of lust filling her sense as she brushed her nose on Miranda´s hair.

Andy took the tip of her tongue and swirled it around Miranda's clit, driving her absolutely crazy. She knew Miranda was very close.

"More." Miranda begged and Andy sucked the throbbing mound in her mouth as she continued to pump with as much passion as she could to satisfy Miranda completely.

"Come for me" Andy said feeling her own juices dripping down her thighs.

"Oh God, yes!" Miranda exhaled.

She curled her fingers inside and Miranda burst into an incredible orgasm.

"Andrea," Miranda cried out, trying to control her body from shuddering.

Andy slowed down the pace of her fingers giving her sore clit love bites. She licked all around Miranda´s cunt, savoring the distinctive taste of cum, while Miranda enjoyed the last waves of climax whispering out Andy´s name as if she was singing.

Andy took her fingers out and climbed Miranda´s body until their mouths meet again in a needy kiss. Miranda locked her legs around Andy´s waist as if her life depended of that closeness and Andy pressed her sex against Miranda's as she climaxed herself moaning into each others mouth. Andy felt limp as she relaxed onto Miranda´s arms, they keep holding each other trying calm their breathing down.

"That was incredible." Andy said kissing Miranda´s ear after a few minutes, she was relaxed with Miranda's hand roaming her back.

"Indeed it was," Miranda kissed her shoulder.

"I love you so much." Andy said letting out a tired breath, she was exhausted but very content to be home and in Miranda´s arms.

"Ditto" Miranda joked and kissed her neck now.

"You know," Andy said straddling Miranda´s waist now, "you're so cute when you say ditto to me, it's silly, I know," Andy rolled her eyes, "but I feel completely loved by you, in the beginning though, I didn't feel comfortable with it, it was like you couldn't say it or you didn't love me enough to say it."

"I don't have to say I love you with those words for you feel that way Andrea, the meaning…" Miranda tried to explain but Andy interrupted.

"I know Miranda, acts, stares, a touch, sometimes speaks louder than saying it, but was strange for me to understand 'ditto' coming out of the powerful Editor in chief of Runway's mouth could mean that much for you." Andy leaned and brushed their lips together in a lazy kiss. Miranda´s taste still strong on her lips.

"There are uncalculated things I do now since I met you Andrea, things I never saw myself doing, or wanting," Miranda said raising a perfect eyebrow as they broke apart again. "I don't have to be Runway editor or Elias Clarke chairwoman around you."

"True," Andy smiled and pressed her center onto Miranda´s pelvis bone. "Sometimes I forget you are human." Andy joked and rubbed her leg a second later, after Miranda give her a small slap.

Miranda looked over the floor and saw the trail of clothes and her cell phone. "You know that if you broke my phone you will pay for it, right?" she said faking her best annoyed tone.

"Ah, do I?" Andy asked wrinkling her nose.

"Yes, you can consider yourself very lucky that I love you so much to forgive you for your amusing trick to pretend you were not here or else I would be sending you to guestroom right now." Miranda said as she brushed a stray hair out of Andy´s eyes.

"Who said I want you to forgive me?" Andy suddenly was feeling reinvigorated, "I want you very angry," her naughty smile came into her full lips again.

"Ah really?" Miranda asked amused and Andy took her hands and placed them on her breasts.

"Yeah, really, I want you angry enough to fuck me senseless," Andy said and Miranda rolled her over kissing the smile on her wife´s mouth.

"You're too much," Miranda said looking into her eyes again, she keep asking herself if it's possible to love Andy more than she did, and every morning when she woke up, she was certain that it was possible.

"You ok?" Andy asked tracing Miranda´s lips with her thumb.

"Yes," Miranda came out of her trance, a pleasant smile in her lips as she buried her face into Andy's neck placing a wet trail of kisses moving down her chest until her mouth found an erect nipple. "Satisfy my curiosity," Miranda said stopping her assault and raising her head to face Andy. "What is in the package?" Miranda nodded toward the package.

"Ah, you will know soon enough," Andy caressed Miranda's cheek, showing Miranda her million dollar smile.

Miranda pursed her lips, "Will I like what is inside?"

"Oh, you will love it," Andy teased, "I can tell you in advance, its purple,"

Miranda glared at her, "purple is dull Andrea, you already known Venetian red is the color of this season."

"Believe me darling," Andy cut her off before Miranda started to explain all the shades of red she was suppose to know already, killing their mood completely, "the color will be the last thing you will care about it." Andy finished bringing Miranda's hungry mouth once again to suck it on her nipple.

Fin.