Returning Home 13
Not long after hanging up with Miranda, she received a call from her disgruntled agent. Andy was in her living room pacing the floor as she spoke, "Alex that simply won't do. I can't fly to Miami for an appearance this weekend. Cassidy and Caroline's graduation is on Saturday."
"Why not? You can fly down Friday evening and be back in Manhattan by noon on Saturday." Alex replied. She's tired of Andy dodging events.
"And what...feel like shit at the graduation." Andy sighed, "Listen I will be sure to make the next event, but I can't do it this time."
She heard a loud bang in the background, "Fine, Andy, but you do realize that part of your contract involves the actual promotion of your film."
"I am not a complete idiot, Alex." Taking a deep breath, "And need I remind you that it is I who signs your pay checks, so don't give me a hard time about missing a fucking party full of cokeheads."
"Fine, but would you please fly out to L.A. next week." Lowering her tone, "It only makes sense for the leading actress to attend the movie premiere.
"Okay. Drew and Gus will be out off school by then and I have them during summer vacation as part of the custody agreement. It's easier for them to travel with me that way." Growing tired of the conversation, "Call me if anything urgent comes up."
"Bye Andy."
"Bye Alex." Before Andy could toss her phone on the couch in frustration it started vibrating alerting her of an incoming call. Not recognizing the number on her caller id, she thought to ignore it, "Hello."
"Hey Andy!" The woman on the other end greeted with a thick accent.
"Who's calling?" Andy asks as she walks in the direction of her bedroom.
"Emilia"
"Emilia..." Andy tried to recall the name. "Oh shit...Emily. What's going on? How have you been?" They hadn't spoken since she's returned to New York. Although they've e-mailed on occasion, Andy's hectic schedule it makes it difficult to stay in contact.
"I'm in New York and I was wondering if-"
"Say no more gorgeous." picking out a pair of trousers and blouse to wear from the closet, "Where are you? I will have my driver pick you up." Emilia relayed the information of her location and an hour later they were sitting in the back of Andy's car on their way back to her place.
*****
Emilia was like a breath of fresh air, before her call Andy felt as if she was drowning. As they sat and reminisce over take out from a nearby Thai restaurant, Andy couldn't help but wonder what Emilia was doing in Manhattan. "So what brings you here?" she asks before stuffing a piece of shrimp in her mouth.
"I took a position at Bellevue."
Andy's eyebrows shot up. "You're moving to New York."
"I only wish it had been sooner," Grinning at Andy, "I hear you're dating someone?"
Andy laughed. "You and me? Talk about a recipe for disaster. You hate me remember?" Taking a sip of water, "But to answer your original question...Yes, I am seeing someone. Her name's Serena."
"True. You're not quite my type, but we do work well together." Switching to a more serious tone, "Am I to believe you're no longer interested in your ex, Miranda." Emilia recalled Andy mentioning her lost love on more than a few occasions. From what she gathered things were pretty rocky between the two, but there was still a chance of reconciliation.
Andy snorted. "I think that ship has sailed." Picking over her Tom Yum Goong, "She's seeing some rich financial investor."
"You're beautiful. I don't know a single person who wouldn't do anything to be with you, myself excluded," she said with a wide grin. "It's her lost."
"That's what everyone keeps telling me." Rising from the table, "Have you found a place yet?"
"No." Assisting Andy with the leftovers, "I was planning on spending the day looking for an apartment."
"You just got here, Emily." Waving her hand dismissal, "Stay with me. I have more than enough room. You have plenty of time to find an apartment."
"How would your girlfriend feel about that?" she teased.
"I doubt Serena would care." placing the food in the refrigerator, "If you'd like I can arrange a room for you at The Waldorf Astoria. I just thought you would feel more comfortable here, since you're so use to roughing it and all."
Emilia laughed at her little jab. "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."
*****
Andy and Emilia were sitting at the "Local West" waiting for Lily to arrive. The weather was perfect for drinks on the rooftop. It had been awhile since she last saw her best friend, and this gave her the opportunity to introduce Emily to new people. Andy had an appreciation for the outdoor setting of the bar, and the down to earth people known to frequent this Midtown bar. It could be a little chaotic at times, but you were guaranteed a time and the frozen margaritas are to die for.
She knew Emilia and Lily would hit it off. Not only is she drop dead gorgeous, but smart as a whip with a great personality to match. "So tell me about this friend of yours...Lily is it?"
"Oh Lily...well we've been best friends since I can remember. And as long as I've known her she's never taken any shit from me. With everyone kissing my ass at the drop of a dime...it's nice to have her around to keep me in line." Andy laughed. Perhaps not the best description, but Lily was a real straight shooter. "She owns an art gallery...so most of her time is spent chastising up and coming artists."
"Hmmm... sounds charming." Emilia said before tasting her margarita.
"She really is..." Andy saw Lily approaching, "Speaking of the devil. Lily this is Emilia. We worked together in Gaza."
Lily extends her hand to Emily, "Pleased to meet you. Andy's description didn't give you justice." She was at least a notch hotter than Heidi Klum in Lily's opinion.
"The pleasure is all mine," Emily replied as she leaned in to place a gentle kiss on both of her cheeks. "Please sit down. We just ordered a pitcher."
Lily took her seat and immediately reached to pour herself a glass of the famous margarita mix, "Sorry to keep you guys waiting. I couldn't pull myself away from Maxwell. Oh my god...you have to see his work. He sculpturing is...is....Shit. I can't even think of a proper word to describe it." Andy and Emily listened with interest as Lily went on about her latest protege. Her passion for art rivaled Miranda's intense devotion to fashion. The curator was known to dive into a diatribe about the smallest detail. Lily's little gallery was quickly growing in notoriety, there was no doubt in Andy's mind that her name would soon ring bells amongst renown connoisseurs. "...So Emilia who's your favorite artist? And please don't say Leonardo...it's such a cop out."
"That's an easy question to answer. El Greco." letting the name roll off of her tongue.
"Hmmm...What's your favorite piece?" Lily routinely does this with every person she comes into contact with. She refers to it as a sure way to test a person's character.
"I can't believe I am telling you this...it's so embarrassing.." squirming in her seat under Lily's intense gaze, "I actually cried when I saw The Burial of Count Orgaz for the first time."
This definitely peaked the artist's interest. Andy could see the wheels turning in her friend's head. "Why?"
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She shrugged. "I was simply overwhelmed with emotion." stroking her fingers through her long golden lockes, "Don't misunderstand me, the painting itself is exquisite, but it's the meaning behind the piece were the true beauty lies." Lily was impressed by woman's genuine admiration for Greco's work. "It's breathtaking...you know...I have never been so inspired to devote myself to a greater cause than in that moment, as I stood before the most magnificent display of human piety." taking a sip of her drink, "Have you seen it?"
"Oh yes. Andy and I studied abroad in Barcelona, and we traveled to Old Toledo to see it." looking over at the brunette, "It was an embarrassing time for her as well."
"We had spent the previous night drinking sangria and smoking hashish with the locals. It's was blistering hot and I thought I was going to pass out from dehydration." Andy chuckled as she felt the tequila flowing through her system. "But Lily convinced me that I would never forgive myself if I returned home without seeing it," she wrapped her arm around Lily's shoulder, "I hate to admit it, but you were right." Leaping back at the sudden sensation of her cell phone vibrating, "Hello...uh huh...You can chew me out in person...The Local West....okay....See you soon." She disconnected the call before turning her attention back to her dinner companions, "Serena's stopping by."
"Please try not to swallow her tongue in front of us..." looking into hazel eyes, "I'm giving you a heads up. They're disgustingly sappy. You'd think we were watching one of Andy's boring movies." Andy pinched Lily on the arm, "Ouch...What? You know it's true. You two can barely keep your hands off each other."
Andy shrugged. "I can't help myself. I just want to-"
"Spare us the filthy details." refilling her glass, "I don't think my stomach can stand any graphic details." Looking over at the blonde, "So Emilia what brings you to the Big Apple?" Andy looked on as Emily filled Lily in on her plans to work in Triage at the Bellevue Hospital Center. Lily offered to give Em a preview of her next exhibit. 'Setting up a date already' Andy thought. She found their flirting adorable. Twenty minutes later Serena came strolling in looking withered in her True Religion jeans and Gap T-shirt.
Andy stands from the table and gives her a chaste kiss on the lips, "Hey. Is everything okay? You look-"
Serena cuts her off with another kiss, "Let's just say that I have a whole new appreciation for the textile industry."
Ignoring the cat calls and whistles from the bar's patrons, she gently rubs her thumb against Serena's cheek, "Ahhh...poor baby. Did you have a hard day at work?"
Serena nods. "Yes, I did."
Clearing her throat, "Hey Serena. Glad you could make it."
Serena leans in to give Lily a hug, "Hey sweetheart."
Andy places her hand on the small of Serena's back, "Honey I would like to introduce you to someone special." Motioning for Emily to stand, "This is Emilia."
Serena's eyes widen in recognition, "So this is Saint Emilia." Shaking her hand, "Andy thinks the world of you. Had I known you were so beautiful I would have thought differently about her staying gone so long."
"I have a hard time believing that..." She links arms with Andy, "I am only one step up from vermin in the opinion of America's Sweetheart."
Andy shrugs "I guess you wore on me." Taking her seat, "Now why don't finish this off, and Rio can tell us about her day." They sat down and worked their way through a couple pitchers of frozen margarita. Serena informed them of the events which took place after Andy's brazen display of affection, and the torture which ensued as a result. Andy's having a good time and enjoying the friendly banter their engaging in. After a shot of tequila she stands, "I be right back." They gave her a curious look before returning to their conversation on who's hotter between Julia Roberts and Halle Berry. Andy has to make her way through a pack of drunk men making comments full of sexual innuendo before she can reach the jukebox. After quickly scanning through the selections, she decides on Bob Marley's "Is This Love". The guys parted like the Red Sea to allow her to pass. She points her fingers in Serena's direction as she sways to the music with a come hither motion for her to join her in the center. Serena grins at Andy and shakes her head no. "Are you just gonna leave me out here all by my lonesome?" Looking around at the guys who look as if their undressing her with their eyes, "I'm sure these gentlemen won't mind dancing with little oh me..."
A well dressed man with blonde hair and blue eyes approached her from behind, "I wouldn't mind at all."
Andy smiles at him seductively. Biting her bottom lip, "Oh...You wouldn't?"
"No no no....That won't be necessary." Serena sighs and removes her blazer, "Duty calls girls." She takes one last sip of her cocktail before walking towards Andy. Calling over her shoulder, "Watch and learn ladies." She stands in front of the gorgeous woman, who's almost as tall as she is with heels on, and quickly falls in step with Andy swaying to the beat. Serena loves this song and fondly remembers sitting on the beautiful beaches of Brazil with her friends listening to Bob Marley, sipping Caipirinha, and the nasty hang over that comes along with it. "Come here." Pulling Andy closer, "I don't like being teased."
Andy giggles. "I just wanted to light your fire."
Serena spins Andy around so that her body is pressed firmly behind hers. Leaning down to place tiny kisses along Andy's neckline as sings along with Bob, "Is this love...Is this love...Is this love...Is this love that I'm feeling..."
The sensation of lips against her pulse sends a tingly sensation down her spine, "Ahhh Rio." She reminds herself that they are currently in a very public setting, and unless she wants to end up in TMZ she should keep her hormones under control. She notices everyone snapping photos with their cellphones, and hopes they don't appear too sexual in their embrace.
Serena grinds her pelvis into Andy, "IIIIIIIIII am willing and able..." Emilia and Lily are cheering them along with the rest of the patrons. The latina can't see it from her position, but the starlet has cheesiest grin planted on her face. She can't help, but feel as though she's the luckiest woman in the world. All of the men and good portion of the women wish they were holding this gorgeous woman, and she has the pleasure of knowing that she gets to wake up to her in the morning. "I want to love you...everyday and every night."
Turning around to face Serena, "You're so beautiful...you know that...I want you...I need to be inside you." Her voice wanton and full of desire.
Serena's breath catches, "We...have an audience."
Andy slips her thigh between Serena's legs as they continue swaying to the music, "Let's get out of here."
Chastely kissing Andy on the lips as the song ends, "We can't just leave. We'll stay a bit longer and visit with your friends..." Suggestively sliding her hands up Andy's back, "Then I will properly thank you when we get home. Okay"
"Fine," Andy says in a tone full of sexual frustration.
*****
They were casually chatting amongst themselves when a tall, dark and handsome man wearing damaged jeans and an oxford shirt approaches their table with the most charming smile. Andy immediately recognizes him, "Hey. What's up?"
"Hello ladies," Looking down at Serena, "So what's it's like sleeping with People's Sexiest Woman?"
Serena snorts. "I wouldn't know." Taking a sip of her cocktail, "We don't do much sleeping when we're together."
He laughs. "Ohhh...I see." Slapping Andy on the arm, "Way to go Andy."
Andy spits out her drink in pure shock. "Really Gabe....Must you be such an asshole."
"Would you mind if I steal our favorite lady away for a moment?" Serena curiously looks between Andy and the scruffy looking gentleman intruding on their evening.
Not giving them a chance to object, Andy stands up, "I'll be back in a flash." Following him over to the edge of the rooftop that overlooks the city, "So..." Curious as to why he needs to speak with her in private.
He turns to face her. Admiring the young woman that stands before him. "I've missed you..." Moving into Andy's personal space, "How have you been?" Gabriel Madison or Gabe for short is a Ford model. He played a small role in Andy's last film, and they became good friends on and off the set. For a leading model he's pretty down to earth, and has a funny sense of humor. After the film wrapped they went on a couple of dates with their relationship never developing into anything serious. Andy was still madly in love with Miranda, and while Gabe's sexy in that macho sort of way, he just never really did it for her physically.
Andy smiles, "I've been great. Just working and trying to raise my kids." She can see the girls staring at them from her their table, "What about you? Still seeing that model...What's her name?.....Oh yea...Jasmine." Like any other model, Gabe is a well known playboy.
He sniffs. "No." Reaching out to take Andy's hand and softly tracing his thumb across her milky skin, "You know I never got over you."
She lets out a loud chuckle, obviously amused. "What?! We barely... got off ...the ground Gabe." She's always admired his fighting spirit. As soon as they met he made his intentions clear and she respected that, but this was way out of line. He's practically hitting on her with Serena no more than a dozen feet away.
"That's the point. Every time I see your picture or hear something about you...I wonder..." his green eyes shine brightly, "Can I take you out Friday? You can even bring the boys...It's been a while since I've seen them."
"Are you blind?" Pointing in the direction of her table, "I'm seeing Serena. Don't tell me you haven't seen the papers."
Looking over his shoulder, "I just thought it was...a thing. You know." Gabe shrugs. "Is it serious?"
Andy thought it over. While she and Serena were definitely an item, she's still having difficulty defining their relationship. "Well...we're dating so I guess you can say so."
Gabe rolls his eyes. "For the sake of being honest, I always thought one of the main reasons you and I never move passed being friends was because you were still hung up on Miranda. I thought with time you would...Nevermind." Taking a moment to pause, "Just because you're dating doesn't mean it's serious, and judging from the way you answered I would say it's not."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"Let me rephrase my previous question..." Looking into glazed over eyes, "Are you in love with her? Because in the end that's all that counts. Everything else is just bullshit." It was a straightforward question. One that deserved an honest reply.
"I don't know how to answer that, Gabe." Andy sighs. "There are things that I certainly love about her. It's still early."
"You're an admirer of literature so I'm sure you've heard this before: True love never dies for it is lust that fades...or something like that." He laughs. "I never claimed to be Shakespeare." Brushing her bangs aside as he leans down to place a soft kiss on her forehead he whispers, "More than I want you for myself, I want you to be happy." With a bitter sweet smile, "It's always lovely seeing you, Andy. Call me sometime." Gabe leaves her standing there alone at the edge of the rooftop. As she looks out on the city, she muses over the entire conversation wondering if her feelings for Miranda can be duplicated. More than that, she contemplates whether or not she wants to have those feelings for someone else. After all they have caused each other a lot of pain, too many misunderstandings and broken promises. She doesn't want to repeat history. They weren't exactly the poster couple for a healthy relationship. A few minutes go by before she returns to her table, where an obviously pissed off Serena sits with her arms folded across her chest in a defensive manner. The mood shifts and you can cut the tension with a butter knife.
Before Andy can even get a word out, Serena stands from the table and announces her departure. Without hesitation Andy stands to follow her, before leaving she drops a few bills on the table, enough to cover their tab and leave a generous tip. "I'm sorry."
They both nod in understanding, "Don't worry, Andy. I will make sure Emilia makes it home safely."
"I'll have Mark pick you guys up."
Lily waves her off. "We'll catch a cab. We were thinking of dropping by the gallery anyway."
She gives Lily a knowing look. "Alright. Bye." With that Andy snatches up her purse and runs after Serena.
*****
By the time Andy exits the bar, Serena is already walking up the street with her arm sticking out in an attempt to hail a taxi. "What do you think you're doing?!"
"What does it look like?!" Serena yells back at her.
Trying to be the voice of reason, "You're not taking a cab. We're going back to my place and we'll talk about this there."
"You can't tell me what to do. I'm not one of your little lackeys that you can just boss around."
Andy rolls her eyes. It's late with plenty of people lining the streets, the last thing she wants to do is make a scene. No pun intended. Opening her cell to place a call to her driver, "Meet me a 1 Penn Plaza as soon as possible....uh huh....Everything is fine Mark." She hisses into the phone, "Just get here. Now" 'Why does everybody have to be Dr. Phil all of a sudden?'
By now photographers have begun to surround Andy. They're hurling personal questions at her as they snap away. She's intoxicated and doing her best not to loose her temper. "Andrea...Andrea...Is there trouble in paradise? Are you and Serena breaking up?" Horns of nearby taxis are sounding off as they pass her by. She continues to ignore them as she chases after the angry Brazilian.
"Serena please...." Softening her tone, "Just calm down and let me explain."
"You're asking me to calm down." Jabbing a finger into her chest, "He had his hands all over you."
"There's nothing going on between us. He's just a friend. Okay."
"Right. A friend who wants to fuck you?!"
Mark pulls up next to the curb and Andy snatches the door open, "I won't go home without you. Now will you get in the car?" While her tone is low, the irritation is her voice comes through loud and clear.
Serena just stands there with her arms crossed in front of her chest as she glares at Andy making no attempt to move.
"Ugh,'" she groans. Andy knows in this day and age cameras are constantly rolling, but she frankly doesn't give a damn anymore. After looking around at the crowd that surrounds them, she throws up her hands in frustration, "Rio get in the fucking car!"
Serena sniffs, then walks over and climbs in the backseat. Andy slides in behind her, slamming the door on the paparazzi. They remain silent the entire ride home. Mark, who usually has some wise ass crack, can sense the hostility between the two and doesn't want to be on the receiving end of a scathing retort.
******
As soon as she crosses the threshold to her Manhattan apartment, Andy kicks off her Jimmy Choos and throws her purse on the nearby coffee table. "I have never been so embarrassed in my life. What were you thinking behaving like that in public?"
Serena throws up her arms in disbelief, "Embarrassing you...You're accusing me of embarrassing you?!"
Shouting as she unbuttons her blouse, "You didn't even get me a chance to explain before you stormed out."
"I saw plenty." She tosses her messenger bag on the sofa, "He was touching you."
"So...you're jealous."
"Who wouldn't be if they saw their girlfriend be hit on by some...some...My God Andy. He's gorgeous?!" She wouldn't consider herself to be an insecure person, but even she struggles with the difficulties that come with dating a woman that's desired by so many people. Emily's no slouch.gorgeous in her own right, but Andy's beauty paired with her celebrity status puts her in a league of her own. It's hard not to notice the obscene gestures that are directed at her during their outings, let alone the people who have the audacity to blatantly disregard Serena's presence and hit on Andy.
If Andy wasn't so upset, she would find humor in Serena's jealousy. She pulls off her trousers and reveals the black laced La Perla worn underneath, "And?" She has her pick of the litter when it comes to attractive men and women, and Gabe was no exception. "I am aware of the attention I receive Serena, but as I have said before, 'It's in the job description.' And that bullshit magazine didn't help matters by declaring me The Sexiest Woman" Ruffling her hair, "There's over six billion people of on Earth. How can I be the sexiest?!"
A pissed off Andy never looked more beautiful in Serena's eyes. She's having a hard time staying focus on the subject matter at hand. Shaking away thoughts of ravishing the brunette, "Have you slept with him?"
Andy's eyes widen at the blunt inquiry, "What?!" Serena's quickly crossing the line. "You can't be serious."
"You obviously know each other from somewhere. I want to know..." She huffs. "Just be honest with me."
Massaging her now pounding temples, "We dated a few times, but that's the extent of our relationship."
Serena slides off her True Religion jeans and continues with her interrogation, "Do you plan on seeing him again?" If she has anything to say about, Andy would never speak to the jerk again with his Colgate smile and piercing green eyes.
"Dammit Serena...Do you really think I would make a FUCKING spectacle of myself in front of all of Manhattan if I gave a SHIT about Gabe?!" She walks in the en-suite, "Geesh...you really are something special...you know that."
Now standing in nothing but her birthday suit, "I don't appreciate your tone."
Andy looks at a nude Serena in the mirror, "What am I suppose to say?...huh...Serena...I've spent the last 45 minutes trying to tell you how much I care about you."
Turning Andy around to face her, "So tell me..." Serena drops her hands to Andrea's hips and she pushes her on top of the vanity, "Como você se sente sobre mim..."
"Can't you see...Christ...I had a dress made for you."
"A dress that almost cost me my lively hood might I add." She reaches behind the smaller woman and unclasps her bra, revealing beautiful full breast, "Huh...then what will I do."
Andy laughs, "You could quit. I find it a bit weird that you work for my ex- wife anyhow....I could use a decent make up artist." Serena slides the straps down her arms and tosses it on the floor. "That way you could travel with me."
"I don't need nor do I want you to take care of me..." Rubbing her thumbs across Andy's hard nipples, "And as far as the dress is concerned...it's nothing compared to your beauty." Removing Andy's thong, "Do you know how sexy you are when you're mad?"
"Not nearly as sexy as you." Andy pulls her into a searing kiss. Serena nips along her bottom lip before pressing her tongue into her mouth. The feeling of her tongue is making Andy wet. Impressed by the stimulation she receives from a simple kiss she moans, "Hmmm....the way... you make me feel..."
She welcomes the pleasure Serena is giving her, but she wants to clear the air. "Shouldn't we talk about-"
"Shhh..." Serena says as she cut Andy off with another kiss.
"Hmmm...but Rio-"
She wraps Andy's legs around her waist before picking her up and carrying her back in to the bedroom, "You've got me all...How do you say?" Tossing her on the bed in an ungracious manner, "Oh yes...riled up. I'm done arguing with you for tonight." Serena lowers her body down on top of Andy. She loves how the starlet can be as fierce as a Pamplona bull in on instance and completely submissive in the next. " Você é linda." She tilts her head and begins her assault slowly kissing and sucking along Andy's neckline, "You're so beautiful...como um dom de Deus...I want you all to myself."
"Ahhh...Serena," Andy can feel her teasingly touching the inside of her thighs. Her body arches involuntarily at the sensation. "You have me." The throbbing between Andy's legs is begging for special attention. "Please...I...I need you..." she trails off. Serena takes the hint and gently encourages her to spread her legs further apart. The desire for intimacy is so strong that it's almost painful, and her rigid nipples are aching from excitement. She bites down and flicks her warm tongue against the pebbled flesh a perfect combination of pleasure and pain. The moans coming from Andy's mouth bring a smile to the latina's face as she trails her fingers from her breast over her toned abdomen down to her swollen clit. "Ohh God....It feels like forever..."
If there's one thing Serena is an expert at besides fashion, it's the art of cunnilingus. During her first two years of college, she kept a cheap duplication of Edouard-Henri Avril's Sappho hanging above her bed. She could write a book on the methods of giving "good head". In her mind you're either good or terrible, no such thing as mediocre. She loves how expressive she is in bed, Andy has no qualms with talking dirty. For her sex with the brunette is a liberating experience, and she is free of all inhibitions. Having no idea that a small- town girl from Ohio could be so nasty, Serena remembers being shocked by some of the things Andy would say at the beginning of their sexual exploration. Now it serves as provocation, and she looks forward to the sight of Andy losing control.
Serena slides down so that her head's hovering directly above Andy's most private part, smelling the sweet scent of her arousal. "Você cheiro encantador," she says as she pulls Andy's legs over her shoulders to give her better access. Looking in doe eyes, "I'm going to taste you now." Andy takes a deep breath in anticipation as Serena starts to place soft kisses inside of her thighs. She slowly runs her tongue through Andy's wetness, dipping her tongue between her folds as she tastes her sweet juices. With her past lovers,oral sex always seemed like a manual labor, something that was expected of her. Relishing in Andy's essence she purrs, "Nunca na minha vida..." She actually enjoys going down on Andy, hearing the whimpers pass her lips as she falls into sexual bliss. Serena reaches up to stroke Andy's nipple as she uses her thumb to massage her clit all while continuing to suck and lick at her center. "Your pussy is so good." Andy squirms uncontrollably from the ministrations. After some time she replaces her tongue with her fingers. Serena pulls her hair back and smiles devilishly at Andy's mouth gaping expression. Andy is beautiful and she still can't believe this perfect creation laying beneath her now is her's to touch and her's alone. "Você é perfeito," she whispers. Serena's closes her eyes to hold back the tears that threaten to fall. The amazon is simply overwhelmed by the passion she has for her, and the sight of Andy's undoing is making it difficult for her to keep her pending orgasm at bay. Smiling sweetly as she looks down into chestnut eyes that appear to hold the secrets of life, "You feel so...good. Cum for me." She quickly increases her pace as Andrea's hips buck against her in response, letting her know she's hitting the right spot.
"Ohhh...FUCK SERENA." Andy bites down on her bottom lip at the sight before her. "You're beautiful." The look in Serena's eyes is full of something indescribable, and she wishes she had a camera in order to capture this moment in time. She's having a hard time focusing, as every nerve in her body is shaking. "Ahhh...Right there baby." The sound of the headboard slapping against the wall is growing louder as Serena's thrust increase, using her legs as leverage to apply more pressure. "Don't stop. Don't stop!" Serena leans down to kiss her with more intensity this time groaning at the taste of her sex on Serena's lips, "Ahhh...I...I..." She digs her heels in to the mattress in an attempt to anchor herself to the bed. She can feel the wetness from Serena grinding against her thigh. Gasping for air, "Ohhh...God...I'm....I'm..." Serena can feel her walls tightening around her fingers, and she clenches in sympathy. Andy's not sure if she should scream or cry as the powerful sensation washes over her. When she finally manages to gain her equilibrium and blinks her eyes open, she finds Serena staring down at her with a tender look. Her throat's hoarse from panting. "Wow....That...that was..." Grabbing the latina by the back of the neck to pull her into a kiss, "Hmmm...You're amazing."
Brushing a fallen strand of hair away from her face, "It's easy with you."
Andy flips her over. "Let me return the favor."
Giggling at her enthusiasm, "No need. Seeing you was more than enough." She never understood until now how one could get off would little to no stimulation other than visual, but making love to Andrea was a new experience. Just seeing her unravel from her touch, was enough to push Serena over the edge. Just knowing the affect she had on the woman made her cum. She couldn't help the wave of insecurity that entered her thoughts. She wonders if Andy's like this with Miranda, because she has never had this experience before. This feeling that drives her to want to rearrange her entire life to be with this single individual.
Sensing the change in attitude, "What...What is it?"
Not wanting to kill the mood with her insecurities she replies, "Nothing..." Andy gently strokes her cheek with a pleading look in her doe eyes. Serena covers her face with her hands. "Shit I feel stupid....Was it...like this with Miranda?"
Andy's whole body tenses at the mention of her ex-wife. She takes a deep breath, after being startled by the unexpected question. "No. Not like this." She leans in closer, breathing in Serena's ear, she heard her breath hitch, "Never like this." Feeling Serena's body tremble underneath her in response as she bends down to kiss her with the upmost sensitivity, "What I have with you is completely different." And it's the truth. Sex with Miranda is like an outer body experience for Andy, she not sure she can ever have that kind of sexual relationship with anyone, even Serena, who's proven herself to be a more than competent lover. There's something intangible about what she shares with Miranda. In between kisses she murmurs, "What we have...is...special...just for me and you. Different from what I share with Miranda...but unique in it's own way." She wants her to forget about all the drama surrounding them and concentrate on them and the way they make each other feel. After placing another soft kiss on Serena's lips, Andy settles behind her lover. Pulling Serena closer, so her breast are firmly pressed against her back she whispers, "I wish we were free to fly above the sea and spoon on the moon."
She laughs. "Quite the poet...huh." Snuggling into the embrace, "Me too."
Andy clears her throat, "I need to tell you something..."
"Uh Oh...This doesn't sound good."
"Well that depends." Yawning from exhaustion, "My Mom will be coming in to town this weekend for the girls' graduation."
"So...You're introducing me to your mother."
"Yep." Serena couldn't see it, but Andy rolls her eyes at the thought. While their relationship was hostile at first, her mother had grown fond of Miranda and was not happy when she heard about their divorce. She doesn't see her reacting positively to the development in their relationship, which is why she has avoided talking to he mother about Serena all together.
"What should I call her Mrs. Sachs or Audrey?"
"Audrey is fine. Now get some sleep."
"Great. Perhaps we could have dinner together." She is looking forward to meeting her.
"Hmmm....That's not outside of the realm of possibilities."
"I'll be sure to clear my schedule then."
Kissing her on the shoulder, "I...I...I'm glad you're here Rio."
Voice filled with sleep, "No place I'd rather be."
TBC