Killer Heels and Prada

Chapter 11

  James tugged Miranda closer to the edge of the counter, and Miranda wrapped her legs around his waist, and continued kissing for what seemed like hours. James moved his mouth from hers and started trailing hot open mouth kisses down her neck causing her to moan loudly. Miranda happened to glance over at the clock and saw that it was now almost 9. "James" she said. He continued lavishing her throat but managed to reply "Yes" "James...we have to sto....Mmmm" she moaned as he covered her mouth with his once more. She gently broke the kiss, untangling their tongues. "James, Emily will be here with the book and my dry cleaning in about an hour, I need to go over the book when it gets here, and if we don't stop now I will not be able to get to the book tonight." Miranda said "And that's a bad thing how?" James whispered in her ear. "It's a very bad thing because if I don't work on it tonight then I will be forced to get up even earlier than usual and work on it and that's unacceptable." Miranda whispered back and managed to hop off the counter, James quickly pinned her to the wall and began kissing her again. Miranda tried to half heartedly to push him away but soon tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him closer. James finally pulled away and smiled "Now you can go. I have a few phone calls to make and so therefore I promise to stay out of your way." He said. Miranda smiled. Then turned and headed up the stairs.

By eleven Miranda was halfway through the book. "It amazes me that there can be this much incompetence on one page so close to the printing deadline, what are we aiming for? A welcome to WalMart weekly issue?" Miranda said as she wrote it down on a post it note with a red pen. Along with other comments on the following pages 'might as well just give this page to better homes and gardens I'm sure they could put it to good use.' By the time she was nearly done James came and knocked on her Study door. " I thought you said that you would stay out of my way James? Or are you just as hair brained as my staff and that's why you can't seem to remember that little bit of information?" Miranda said as she wrote her notes on the last page of the book and closed it. "No your highness I have not forgotten, but you see the difference with me is I lied." James said and sat down on the couch. "You finished?" he asked. Miranda nodded. "Over all there were only about seven pages I was completely displeased with, that should be remedied tomorrow and we will be ready to go to print on time." James smiled "Your amazing you know that?" "Really now" Miranda said and smiled back. "No, I'm serious when M told me that I was being sent to protect the Fashion Queen, I never imagined your job would be so much work, and effort, I also didn't think you would be... you." he finished. Miranda stood up from her chair and walked over to the couch and straddled his lap. "What exactly where you expecting to find?" Miranda said amused. "I thought I would find some spoiled, rich bitch who thought she was better than everyone just because she owned a few designer pieces. Well I was wrong, you don't think your better than everyone else, you just strive for perfection, you are rich, but most definitely not spoiled, I've learned about your many charitable donations, and you might have pretty much everyone else fooled with the ice queen mask you hid behind, but I can see through it now, you're a warm and caring person, you just don't let anyone see it because if you do we will be trampled over." he said. Miranda looked at him lovingly and leaned forward and kissed him sweetly. "I'd also tell you I was expecting an ugly old hag, but that would be a lie. If M hadn't supplied me with a picture I'm sure that's exactly what I would have thought. However, I knew from the beginning you were gorgeous, I just didn't know how much until I saw you in person for the first time. Icy blue eyes, pale, skin that absolutely glows, amazing cheekbones, stunning nose, immaculate hair, a figure to die for, perfect oval lips and an amazing smile. That picture didn't do you justice." James said. Miranda smiled and James saw her cheeks turn slightly pink. "My nose?" she said and giggled. "your kidding right?" "No I'm not, I love your nose." Miranda shook her head and smiled. "Well if you must know I thought you were rather handsome when I first saw you. Tall, Dark Hair, Blue eyes, nice body, unfortunately my first impression was jack ass." Miranda said and smirked. " I cans see why, I was warned that my little tricks wouldn't work on you and I sought out to prove them wrong, which I couldn't unfortunately. That's when I realized I would have to try a different approach, and that's when I found out it was about more than a role in the hay with you." He said. "Well Mr. Bond I'm very happy to hear that." Miranda said and leaned down and kissed him again. "You've had a busy day your highness, and it's 11:45 you should get some rest before you go and terrorize your staff tomorrow." He said in her ear. "What if I'm not tired yet?" Miranda said raising an eyebrow. "Besides I think I know what I need a little better than you do." Miranda said. "Oh do you now? What is it you need Miranda?" James asked. "You" she said simply and unbuttoned his shirt.

James removed her robe and gown and laid her down on the couch and finished undressing himself and started kissing his way down her neck and took a breast into his mouth and began to massage it with his tongue. Miranda moaned loudly. James ran his hand along her thigh and slipped it between her legs and found her wet. He started to slowly circle her clit while still massaging her breast and Miranda cried out. "James, please.....I need you inside of me...now." she pleaded and James moved up and captured her mouth in his as he entered her and Miranda cried out into his mouth and dug her nails into his back. James set a steady pace and Miranda wrapped her legs around him so he could go deeper. They were both sweaty and sticky and crying out. Miranda felt her orgasm approaching and James thrust harder as his approached. "OH GOD, JAMES!" Miranda wailed as her orgasm crashed over her and her body began to convulse. Hearing Miranda pushed James over the edge and he cried out her name. When everything in the room stopped spinning James looked down at Miranda and saw that she had immediately fallen asleep from her intense climax. He smiled and gently got off of her and put on his boxers. He grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and gently wrapped Miranda in it and picked her sleeping form up and carried her upstairs. Once upstairs he unwrapped the blanket from her and settled her under the covers. He leaned down and kissed her forehead and set her alarm for the time she he had found out she usually got up and quietly crawled into bed next to her. He spooned her from behind and wrapped his arms around her and soon he too was asleep.

Miranda's alarm went off at six the next morning and she reached over and silenced it, slightly confused. "I don't remember setting my alarm, I don't remember getting in bed either." Miranda thought and she felt the arms around her tighten. She turned over and looked into James's eyes. "Good Morning, I see sleeping beauty has woken from her slumber." He said and kissed her nose. "James, I don't remember us coming and getting in bed last night." Miranda said and moved closer to him. "that's because you fell asleep about 30 seconds after climaxing darling. I carried you up here, set your alarm and got in bed beside you." he replied and kissed her softly. Miranda sighed and returned the kiss. "Thank you James" she said when they parted. "Now we should probably get ready to go." Miranda got up out of bed and realized she wasn't wearing anything for the first time, she reached and grabbed her gray robe and went into her bathroom to get ready for the day and James left her room to get ready himself.

"Are you trying to kill me?" James said walking into Miranda's office. It was now 10 in the morning and they had been at RUNWAY for three hours. "I don't know what your talking about." Miranda said and looked back at her computer. "Wearing an outfit like that is one thing Miranda, but doing everything you can to get my attention in it is quite another." He said desperately. Miranda looked down at her white low cut, sleeveless Prada blouse and then at her black pencil skirt that was 3 inches short of being knee length and looked back at James. "I honestly have no idea what your talking about, I always dress like this and I'm not doing anything out of the ordinary to try and get your attention I think your imagining things darling." Miranda said and smirked. Then she got up from her desk as Emily brought in the skirts she had asked for and she began looking through them. James watched as her hips swayed as she moved. "You see that's exactly what I'm talking about!" James said trying to make Miranda understand. She just smiled. "You know you could make you could just go into the outer office, and that just might help solve your problem." She said as she hung one skirt back up. "May I remind you this is a glass office so I can still see your ass swaying around from the outer office." However, he still got up and left the office. Irv walked in the outer office just as James did. "Hello Mr. Bond." Irv said. "Mr. Ravitz." James nodded. "Is Miranda almost ready for our lunch meeting?" He asked looking past James in time to see Miranda bend over and pick up a shoe box and place it with a skirt she had set aside. James looked and saw it too and fought the urge to grab her, drag her away and ravish her fully. James turned back to Irv, who's eyes also looked slightly glazed over. Not that he could blame Irv, He noticed that Miranda tended to get more looks than he cared to admit from men, especially the male models brought into her office for run troughs or at shoots. "I'm not sure Mr. Ravitz, but I think she is." he replied. Miranda came out of her office then. "Coat, bag." she said and Emily 2 got up and handed it to her. "Shall we Irv?" Miranda asked and headed out of the office with James by her right side and Irv slightly in front leading the way.

As they headed out the doors of the Elias Clarke building someone screamed "GUN!" James looked up and saw a sniper on the roof of the building in front of them and as two shots rang out James screamed "Get Down!" Irv threw himself on the sidewalk and James pushed Miranda down beneath him and Miranda looked over James pulled his gun out and aimed high and shot at the gunman. The security that was there had already run for the inside of the building and the gunman retreated quickly. Miranda felt something warm on her back and managed to turn around and face James while still lying under him. Then she saw it. "OH My God! James! He shot you!" Miranda cried out...