"Miss Sachs, I'm supposed to pick you up," Roy said as Andy walked out the front door.
"Hi Roy, thank you so much. And please call me Andy." Andy grinned shyly.
"Here, let me help you, please." Roy offered, taking the luggage out of her hands and putting it in the trunk of the town car.
He opened the door Andy couldn't help but smile at the sight before her. "Miranda, I'm so glad you're here." The younger woman whispered as she slid into the backseat beside the editor.
"Andrea, are you okay?" Miranda asked.
As Roy closed the door she slid over and hugged the woman fiercely, almost sighing in relief.
"I am now," Andy whispered in the crock of Miranda's neck. "You won't believe what happened in there. I'm still in shock but also...not really. It was kinda wild." Andy started to rant and pulled back.
"Oh my. What happened he didn't hurt you did he?" Miranda asked, her lips pursing at the thought.
"No, he didn't hurt me," Andy reassured. "Not physically. But when I entered the apartment, I couldn't find him, so I looked in the bedroom and there he was, fucking some woman, grunting and sweating like a pig." She exhaled heavily. "I'm sorry for the language, but there's just no other way to describe it." She shook her head in disgust. "It gave me the chance to get the drop on him. I gave them what for, dumped his ass and left."
"I'm so proud of you my darling. You are very strong." Miranda told her gently.
"I can't believe you're helping me through all this. Thank you. I just wish I knew how to thank you properly." Andy admitted. Yet, as soon as the words left her mouth, she knew.
Before Miranda could react Andy straddled her and held her with the utmost care. "I think I know how to do just that. You are so precious and so special. Thank you, Miranda Priestly, for helping me and for letting me in into your life. It means so much." Andy leaned in and kissed the corner of Miranda's mouth softly and innocently.
When she made to pull back, Miranda wasn't having any of it.
"Nu-uh. Not so fast, young lady." She whispered, pulling her closer. "I want a proper kiss." She ordered, snaking her hand around her neck and cupping the young woman's cheek.
Their lips touched and both women moaned in relief.
Andy felt like she was on fire, she just couldn't wait anymore. Deepening the kiss, she opened her mouth and welcomed Miranda's tongue in her waiting mouth.
"Oh darling, what are you doing to me?" Miranda moaned. She was in seventh heaven.
"Me? What are you doing? You taste divine and your lips are so soft. You are an amazing kisser, Miranda." Andy breathed, her fingers brushing a strand of hair back behind Miranda's ear.
"So are you. I...uh..." Miranda cleared her throat. "I have a surprise for you if you don't mind." She explained.
Andy slid down again and sat next to her. A few minutes later, they pulled up at the Plaza Hotel and she raised an eyebrow at the older woman.
"Oh, I've already gathered all the things from the suite, Miranda," Andy told her.
Miranda held her hand up to stop her speaking. "You know that wasn't necessary. We will be staying here tonight. I booked us massages and room service." Miranda admitted.
"Oh wow, two women alone together in a lovely suite. What can we possibly do in there?" Andy teased as she slipped from the car.
Making their way into the hotel, Richard greeted them and took the luggage from Roy ready to take it up to their suite.
Once in the suite, Miranda took off her coat and released a ragged breath.
Andy felt Miranda's nerves and as soon as Richard left, she stepped up behind Miranda and slid her hands around her waist. "Hey, don't be nervous. We don't have to do anything. If this is going to fast we can just cuddle or talk. But you don't have to be nervous, it's just me, and we can learn together. Remember?" Andy asked, placing her chin on Miranda's shoulder.
"That's just it, I'm afraid," Miranda admitted.
"Of what?" Andy asked, a little surprised.
Miranda sighed. Andy did not know about her insecure side and she needed to try to find the words to explain. "That I want too much. I want it all, Andréa, but I don't want to push you. I...uh...I don't know. I am so aroused and I..." Miranda stuttered.
Andy turned Miranda around and pushed her backwards slowly. "Oh!" She exclaimed breathlessly. "You know, there's something I can do about your aroused state. Will you let me?" She asked, still moving forward until Miranda was flush against the wall. She presses her body against Miranda's.
"Please...yes," Miranda whispered. She couldn't believe that the younger woman was seducing her like this.
"I will just do..." Andy paused. "...what I like to do to myself. And if there's anything you need or want or don't like, you simply have to let me know. Promise?" She whispered hoarsely as she slid her hands across the editor's body.
"Yesss," Miranda hissed. "I promise. I will do everything you say." She said.
Andy raised her eyebrows. "Really? Everything?" Andy questioned with a small smirk.
Miranda slapped her playfully at her teasing. Suddenly she felt Andy's leg between hers.
"Would you ride my leg if I told you to?" Andy asked out of curiosity.
Instead of answering, Miranda started to jerk her hips. "Yes." She moaned as she moved faster against her.
"God. I can't believe I get to see you like this. You are stunning." Andy said, leaning in to kiss her once again. "Does it feel good?"
"Mhmm." Miranda moaned softly "Yes, darling. But I need more." She said as she stopped grinding on her thigh and pushed Andy back. Raising her hands, she started to undress Andy slowly.
Miranda unfastened the buttons at the front of Andy's shirt and pushed it over her shoulders until it fell away. Once it was off she kissed the woman and her hands roamed over the skin she had uncovered. Her hands moved to the waist of Andy's slacks and with a quick flick of her wrist, they were open.
Her hands moving up over Andy's back, she flicked open the clasp of her bra and it sagged slightly between them. Her hands rose to the straps but before she slid them off Andy's shoulders, Miranda glanced at her to make sure she was okay with the next step.
Andy smiled shyly and nodded. Needing no further prompting, Miranda took the straps between her fingers and pulled them down. The bra fell to the floor at their feet.
"Oh darling, your breasts are delicious. I have to..." Miranda trailed off and unable to wait any longer, leaned down to pull Andy's nipple into her mouth.
Andy's head fell back and she moaned. "So good. Oh god." She whimpered, coming back to life. Opening her eyes, she decided to take over. She grabbed Miranda's blouse and pulled it off Miranda in record time. She then removed her pants. Her reward was the sight of Miranda in turquoise lingerie.
"Hey, that's not fair." Miranda asserted. "Pants off. Now." She demanded, after all, she was in lingerie while Andy was still in pants.
"I'm not even wearing a bra, you are. How's that fair?" Andy stated petulantly, pretending to pout.
Miranda smirked. "I can easily fix that." She offered, opening the front clasp of her bra.
Andy tugged her pants down, letting them pool at her feet. Unable to wait, stalked forward and grabbed Miranda's breasts. Pushing them together, she leaned and tried to take both nipples in her mouth.
Miranda yelped in surprise and pushed her hands into the brunette's hair. "Oh darling, please, take me to bed."
Miranda made the request so gracefully, Andy could only do as she asked. She kicked her slacks free and led the woman to the bed and equally undressed, they both settled upon it.
TBC