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Sometimes, the Devil Wears Nothing	By : McGonagall Category: 1 through F > Devil Wears Prada Views: 3378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Sometimes, the Devil Wears Nothing
- 2-Chapter 2
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Chapter 2

The sheet barely lingered above her behind as she lay atop of her lover, the both of them entirely nude. The tip of her finger traced along Miranda's collarbone slowly, her reddish lips occasionally touching the elder woman's with gentleness. "I like… this," Andy whispered, slowly lowering her head on the former Runway editor's full bosom. More fingertips joined the first, moving onto Miranda's upper arm and gently trailing it.

"Me, too," Miranda said. Most others only enjoyed it after lovemaking, but she – and Andy – quite liked this kind of cuddling while foreplay lasted, too: just feeling close together, feeling one…

Andy quietly ran her nose along the swell of Miranda's full bosom, head turning slightly to allow her to take a semi-hard pinkish nipple between her lips. Foreplay had already lasted long enough…

Miranda's head lulled to the side as her lover began suckling and her thigh slid between the older woman's, allowing the editor's thigh to be inserted between hers. Gently rolling her hips against Miranda's thigh to soothe the pounding in her own nether regions, Andy continued to gently lather the elder woman's nipple with her tongue, her one hand moving to the neglected one and letting the pink fleshy nub strain against her thumb, rolling it tenderly against and further over the slowly pebbling bit.

Perfectly manicured nails dug into Andy's shoulders painfully, but in the heat of the moment it might have been called exhilarating. Andy Sachs couldn't care much about anything else in that moment but give her lover the best time and make sure she enjoyed it as much as was possible. When a ray of sunshine seemingly not so incidentally fell upon Miranda's face, Andy could see her lower lip slip from beneath her teeth, heard her release the moan she seemed to have kept contained until then. The famous point of no return had long been crossed now.

Letting go of Minerva's swollen dark pink nipple, Andy slowly moved down over the elder woman's body, nose and lips stroking and kissing skin along the way tenderly. She knew that Miranda liked this. She knew a lot of men and women with female lovers disliked it because of a variety of reasons, but she was one of the few who liked to give it nearly as much as receiving as well. Most of all she enjoyed knowing that when she touched her tongue to Miranda's heated core, she could make her feel delight on a whole new level, could make her reach heights nothing else could ever make her reach.

Miranda's legs deliberately opened further to allow her better access. Andy knew she liked several actions in bed, enjoyed several sorts of touches. She very much enjoyed being caressed naked and massages, but none of those could ever make Miranda come. She knew that Miranda didn't dislike her bosom touched, but that it was far from the top of her list of likes either way. That's why Andy never lingered there long. She knew that Miranda really liked other touches better, like being touched by Andy's tongue.

The tip of her hot tongue flicked against Miranda's tight bundle of nerves, then ran upward over the side of her sex… very slowly. The touch was tantalizing yet satisfying. She quietly repeated the movement a couple of times, each time moving more and more to the centre until she parted the elder woman's folds with the whole of her tongue, purposefully giving it a flick once she reached Miranda's clitoris. Feeling her buck her hips for more, Andy smiled… the tips of her fingers running through wet hair down, halting at her wet, little opening. Straining up and moaning, Miranda hopelessly tried to convince her lover of what she really wanted now.

Andy knew even without that. Lowering her head between the older woman's legs again, Andy again ran her whole tongue up through her folds, lips settling on her clit once they reached it and suckling it gently yet rhythmically… her forefinger slowly trailing between the bundle of nerves and her opening to gather some of the moisture that had gotten to coat soft hair already.

Breathlessly panting her approval to Andy's ministrations, Miranda's pelvis arched up again and again again trying to convince her the teasing had gone on long enough now. The loudest cry of joy thus far passed thin lips as Andy slid home, filling her to the deepest of her desires.

The brunette could already feel the older woman clench about her rhythmically as the ministrations on her clit morphed from sucking to bold yet tender strokes to and fro, very fast… just right. Within seconds, Miranda's orgasm hit her already full force, taking her to the highest of clouds… to be let go in mid-air and fall through the air down faster than the speed of light – that's at least how it felt, with her abdomen tickling in much the same way as it had when her daughters had once managed to drag her into a hardcore rollercoaster. It had only happened one time, mind you. She never had been able to recall just how the twin girls had ever gotten her so far later… However, the feeling that had rolled through her as the carriage raced down from incredible height – it had truly been… something unique – at least until Andy and she had made love to each other.

She had no idea of how and in which many directions her body spasmed as she climaxed, but it lasted several long seconds until Miranda became aware of her surroundings again and her lying position on the bed. Her eyes opened slowly, taking in the sight of Andy's dazzling smile, her head tenderly resting on the elder woman's abdomen. She hadn't felt her move so at all.

Ears still faintly buzzing with the after-quakes of her recent orgasm only seconds prior, Miranda deftly rolled her lover over and slid on top, straddling her and leaning down to kiss her… her sweaty bosom deliciously pushing and sliding against Andy's.

Miranda slightly wiggled her behind to spread Andy's legs wider, settling so that her sex was at level with her lover's. Slowly rolling her hips and pushing down while continuing to kiss her lover, Miranda's heated sex slid across Andy's a couple of times then, teasing her into capitulating – which she eagerly did indeed… bucking up when Miranda pushed down, hips jerking wildly in order to hasten them.

Sweat pearled onto her skin with effort soon as she hopelessly tried to compete with Andy's quite intense rocking motions, both in pace and in strength. Her head dropped into the crook of the younger woman's neck – a very good position indeed to feel Andy's breath being expelled right beside her ear… With effort a hand slid down the younger woman's body and between them. They were oh so very wet… With ease, two curled fingers slid home into the younger woman just the way Miranda knew she liked it.

"Uh! Uhh!" Andy certainly wasn't the always idle receiver, Miranda had learned. Mostly, Andréa would announce her approval in words over any actions, though. They were somewhat different that way… yet interrelated.

Her sex already sensitive from moving against Miranda's, Andy didn't need a lot more stimulation to reach culmination. As a matter of fact, a few more strokes of Miranda's fingers against her inner walls were enough to make her jerk up hard, pelvic bone bumping in Miranda's and causing her to experience a minor second peak.

Slumping upon and close against each other, both women recovered from their lovemaking. Intensity did not necessarily have to be one with roughness or lacking emotion.
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