Medical leave (a Mirandy fanfic)

Chapter 20: Mine

Andrea loved lazy Saturday mornings. Unlike Miranda, she had never been an early riser so she found herself starfish-like sprawled on the editor's very large bed. Since the first time they had shared a bed, Miranda had decreed that Andrea was not to return to the guest room. Apparently, the pillowy curves of the brunette's body made the perfect slumber companion for the silver-haired woman. Every morning, Miranda woke up clinging to the young woman, their limbs in a messy tangle, silky locks tingling a patrician nose. Sometimes she was the big spoon, sometimes she was the one being spooned, but the editor could not deny the warmth and safety the other woman's presence brought her. It was quite disconcerting given her proclivity to complain about her former husbands' clinginess. However, Andrea was (as always) the exception.

Turning on her back, Andy stretched carefully bunching the sheets at her legs, she could hear Miranda going through her daily routine in the bathroom. How did the woman manage to look so stunning so early, even on weekends? It was a mistery but the brunette wasn't about to complain. She thought that the editor was beautiful, not only a beautiful woman but also a beautiful person so it was logical that she looked beautiful at all times of the day. Miranda and frumpy were two words that lived in parallel universes, she thought for herself.

The brunette rolled on her good side and pressed her nose to her lover's pillow, inhaling the sweet scent. She was so lucky, the woman she had fallen for loved her back. Not that Miranda told her the she loved her every three seconds, but she showed it in a lot of ways. Andrea could feel it in the way the older woman tightened her hold on her while she dozed off, the affectionate chord of her voice and the warmth in her eyes when she looked at the brunette upon returning home, in the way Miranda would always search for any physical contact with her, in the way she spoke her name. Everything Miranda did spoke volumes of love for the other woman.

While Andrea was lost in thought, nuzzling the pillow, she felt the bed dip at her back and a gentle hand caressed between her shoulder blades lovingly.

-"It's time to get up, my Andrea" 

Hers. The brunette was Miranda's as much as Miranda was hers, and Andrea swore on her life to keep it like that.

-"mmhIdonwanto" - she mumbled, purposedly sinking deeper in the sheets - 

-"Come on, darling. There's a lot to do and Nigel and company will be here by four to help us prepare for this evening's gala" - she peppered light kisses over the younger woman's back - "I've been toughtful enough to let you sleep until nine" - she could hear Miranda smirking over the sentence - 

-"That's not even close to lazy Sunday timetable" - Andrea whined before turning around and tugging the editor down with her. Miranda gave a surprised yelp but giggled and cuddled the other woman - 

-"Careful with your arm, Andrea" - but Andrea wasn't listening, she was enthralled raining lush kisses on the editor's throat. Miranda squirmed under her touch, pressing her thighs together with newly found desire - "Andrea, do not start something you can't finish" - she trailed manicured nails down a taut stomach to emphasize her point and Andrea growled with need - 

-"You don't seem particularly reluctant, love" - the brunette gave a little yelp when Miranda applied a reprimanding squeeze at her breast - 

-"I'm not but you looked exhausted last night. I was afraid I had worn you out" - Miranda freed Andrea's breasts from her filmsy tank top - 

-"Oh, most definitely not. I still have energ... oh god" - she lost all train of thought when the editor captured her nipple between her teeth and tugged it carefully before ensnaring it deep within her mouth - "Ah, Miranda" - she entangled her fingers among silver locks keeping her right where she needed her, arching her back to push herself deeper towards that demanding mouth. 

Miranda moved to kneel between Andrea's legs, nimble hands grasped and squeezed the brunette's ass cheeks, parting them slightly and pulling her forwards, grinding against the other woman's waiting core.

-"You're exquisite, my darling. I have an overpowering need to devour you entirely" - she grinded more roughly against her lover and Andy's hips bucked on their own - 

-"Oh, god. Don't stop, please, Miranda!"

-"I have no intention of doing so, my beautiful Andrea" - she emphasized her point biting and sucking roughly at one of her lover's breast - 

-"Ah, don't... ugh, the dress. People will see..."

-"Then let them see,  darling" - the editor quickly got rid of the brunette's tank top and her own sleeping gown, keeping only her lingerie - "Let them know who you belong to" - she bit her other breast leaving a shy bruising right next to the areola - "Let them squirm with envy at your infinite beauty, my love" - she raked manicured nails down Andrea's dainty abs, leaving back a reddish trace until she reached the short's waistband and her elegant hand slithered underneath the garment- "And at my luck for being able to enjoy such delectable company like they never will" 

The silver-haired editor was amazed by the hot wetness she found between the brunette's legs and decided that the short was an unwanted hinder. Her pupils widened at the sight of her young love spread in front of her, waiting for her touch, writhing with need for her touch. 

-"Miranda" - Andrea uttered breathlessly - 

-"Be patient, my darling. Be patient and I'll give you anything" - she painfully squeezed a toned thigh while her tongue draw hectic patterns onto Andy's stomach - 

-"Please, Miranda! Oh, please!" 

-"What do you need, my love? Tell me" - the editor asked, clearly amused at the neediness in her tone -

-"Inside. I need to feel you inside so bad. Ugh, please" - Andrea squirmed restlessly and spread her legs further for Miranda to see and feel how much her touch was needed. And how could the editor deny anything when such gorgeous creature was pleading to be taken?

Miranda slid down, giving a playfull bite at the brunette's hipbone to complete the trace of bites and bruises covering velvety skin, until she reached the apex of her legs. Unable to refrain she took a long lick along her lover's core and Andrea wailed in pure ecstasy. With no time to waste, Miranda plunged two fingers into her waiting core and latched onto an engorged clit, sucking it enthusiastically. The brunette's moans intensified in volume as her walls clenched and constricted the invading digits, signaling the impending arrival of her orgasm.

-"Miranda! Almost... oh, yes!"

Adding a third finger, Miranda increased her ministrations on the little bundle of nerves while she pumped at a steady rhythm. 

-"That's it, my love. Let go. I've got you" - the editor increased her speed as she ground her palm against the sensitive nub and whispered words of love and encouragement. After a few more thrusts, Andrea was coming harder than ever, pleasure coursing in waves through her body as she moaned her lover's name. Miranda brought her gently down from her high, caressing her cheeks and wiping a light sheen of sweat from her forehead.

-"Oh my god... that was... that was awesome" - she said after a few minutes, when her brain deigned to cooperate and form a coherent sentence but her chest still heaved trying to regain a normal pace. Miranda chuckled at the adjetive -

-"Indeed. I find you utterly breathtaking, my darling. I'll never get tired of the sight of you"

-"Nor will I of the sight of you, Miranda" - Andrea took the editor's hand and kissed ir reverently-

-"I hope so"

-"Be sure of that" - the younger woman assured before leaning in and capturing her lips in a searing kiss, tasting herself in the process. Was it Nate, she thought, it'd have grossed her out. During the last weeks of their relationship, she had found herself continuosly displeased by the man's behaviour, nothing seemed to suit her. But with Miranda all seemed so intimate, so warm and loving. She knew there wasn't anything she wouldn't do for her, and she couldn't wait to know the ideas the editor entertained for their love life together.