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Andy’s POV
Andy awoke with a hand draped protectively around her waist and Emily’s breath tickling the back of her neck. She froze and tried to get her bearings. ‘Oh right the shoot, the hotel, Emily, wait Emily?!’ Emily was practically glued to Andy’s back, legs tangled together, arm around her waist, and Emily’s face buried in her neck. Warmth surged through her as she realized that Emily must have unconsciously moved closer to Andy throughout the night. ‘She looks so cute when she’s sleeping.’
Andy resisted the urge to press a kiss to her forehead and instead she gently removed Emily’s arm from her waist. Emily grumbled in her sleep and snuggled even deeper into Andy. Andy laughed softly and nudged her, “Em we have to get up and start getting ready, we have the Calvin Klein shoot today.”
Emily’s eyes shot open and she immediately tensed, scrambling to put some distance between her and Andy once she realized they were cuddling. Emily jumped out of the bed, blushing all the way to the tips of her ears and looking absolutely mortified.
“Right, well what are you still doing in bed then, Miranda will have our heads if we’re late!” Emily’s voice was slightly higher than usual as she fought to regain her composure. Andy smirked, choosing to take pity on the poor woman instead of teasing her.
“Hey don’t be grumpy I was the one to wake you up,” she pointed out.
Emily ignored her and disappeared into the bathroom to start getting ready. ‘Well it is going to be a long day’ Andy thought, sighing and beginning to put together an outfit to wear to the shoot.
They arrived to the shoot with a few minutes to spare and Andy looked around the building, unsure. She has never modeled in her life and now she was the face of a Calvin Klein campaign, with Miranda Preistly of all people counting on her to do a good job. Andy was about to start spiraling when an assistant came up to her, “you must be our model” she said brightly.
“It seems that way, I’m Andy” she said introducing herself. “I’m Sam, I’m the assistant to the photographer of the shoot today so if you need anything just let me know! Dressing rooms are this way and you will find the clothes you will be modeling inside!”
Andy thanked her and headed to the dressing rooms to get changed. ‘Better not waste anytime, I do not want to be here any longer than I have to’ she thought to herself. Emily had disappeared but Andy assumed she would be back when the shoot started.
Once inside her dressing room, Andy glanced at the clothes she would be modeling, there was a Calvin Klein sports bra and the smallest pair of matching panties she had ever seen. Next to the bra and underwear set was a pair of jeans. Andy sagged with relief, ‘thank god, I’m probably just wearing the panties so the waistband will be visible above the jeans.’
She quickly put on the bra, panties, and jeans and left the dressing room. As soon as she had exited the dressing room, Sam reappeared directing her from one place to the other. Over the next few hours, Andy’s outfit was styled, hair and makeup was done, and then she was ready to start the shoot.
Andy was introduced to various people in the room, the photographer, stylists, you name it. She was having a hard time keeping track of all the names and titles being thrown at her. After what felt like an eternity, the shoot began.
Andy was nervous, but she took a deep breath and stepped in front of the cameras.
Emily’s POV:
Emily walked through the building like she owned the place, ditching Andy as quickly as she could once they arrived at the shoot. She felt a little bad for leaving her without saying anything but she was the model, Emily knew she would be directed from one place to the other very quickly; besides, after this morning Emily couldn’t so much as look in Andrea’s direction without blushing.
Andrea had graciously not brought up or teased her about the incident this morning, and Emily was grateful. For now, they had bigger problems than her crush, they had to get through this shoot and do an excellent job.
Emily found an area to sit and watch the shoot near the photographers and assistants. She introduced herself and sat down, waiting for Andrea to appear from hair and makeup and the shoot to begin.
The photographer and creative director briefly explained their vision for the shoot and Emily nodded, going through all of the requirements Miranda had given her in her head to make sure everything matched. Once she was satisfied she felt her mind drifting back to this morning without her consent.
Emily had been so content cuddled into Andy, and last night she had slept better than she had in years. When Andy had gently nudged her awake it had all come crashing down. She was so embarrassed, how could she have done that after insisting they sleep as far away from each other as possible? The part that scared her most is that she had not wanted to move an inch this morning. Being that close to Andy had felt natural and they’re bodies had fit together like they were made for each other.
She only forced herself to separate to maintain what was left of her dignity and to try and conceal her true feelings toward Andy. She had only just realized she was probably a lesbian and that she had very strong feelings for Andy, she could not deal with this as well.
It’s not like anything happened, it was clearly an accident and two people can accidentally cuddle while sleeping in the same bed without it having to mean anything, right? Right. Emily’s panic was interrupted by the sound of the photographer announcing that Andy was about to come out and the shoot would begin in a few minutes.
‘You just need to focus on work’ Emily told herself. This shoot was important and Miranda had trusted them to handle it on their own so it had to be perfect. Never mind the fact that Emily was the one who recommended Andy for the modeling job, if this shoot was a total disaster it would be Emily’s fault.
“Alright everyone please make sure you are behind the cameras, the shoot is starting.” The photographer announced. Emily looked up at the same time Andrea was walking toward the cameras and she felt her jaw drop.
Andrea was dressed in a Calvin Klein sports bra and a pair of jeans that sat low on her hips, highlighting the Calvin Klein waistband of her panties. Her makeup was natural, highlighting her dark brown doe eyes, and her hair was down, it was sleek and styled to suit the outfit perfectly. As if that wasn’t enough, her abs that Emily had gotten a glimpse of in the Runway bathroom were on full display. ‘Dear lord, she has a full six pack!’ Emily could not look anywhere else, eyes roaming appreciatively over her abdomen.
The photographer began announcing poses and cameras began flashing all around her but all Emily could focus on was not letting a whimper escape her mouth. Once Emily managed to tear her eyes away from Andy’s abs she was able to notice how toned her arms and the rest of her body was as well. Emily knew she was soaked and she crossed her legs, squeezing her thighs together to try and subtly relieve the throbbing between them. It did absolutely nothing and Emily had to bite her lip to avoid groaning from frustration.
Emily continued watching the shoot in a trance, every pose seemingly designed to make Emily lose all of her composure. Once, the photographer had her pose with her hands in her Jean pockets, leaning against a wall and flexing her abs. Emily almost had a heart attack, why did the photographer have her posing like she wanted to attract women?
“You’re a natural Andy that was perfect, I think we can conclude the jeans part of the shoot now.”
Emily exhaled in relief, thanking the universe for ending this torture.
“Now Andy we are just going to have you take the jeans off and we will do some poses in just the bra and underwear set, does that sound good?”
Andy, who had gained her confidence back during the first part of the shoot, eagerly nodded.
Emily was going to die: cause of death, Andrea Sachs in a Calvin Klein set.
She took a deep breath, this was just a job and she would be professional, all she had to do was survive the next few hours.
Once Andy took off the jeans it was over for Emily.
She traced her eyes over Andy’s toned legs, her gaze settling on the muscular thighs all of her work outfits did an excellent job of hiding.
Jesus Christ.
By the time the photographer was satisfied and the shoot was over, it was late afternoon and Emily could not wait to get out of there. Emily couldn’t resist glancing back in Andrea’s direction, only to catch her bending over to put the jeans back on. Emily shamelessly stared at her ass until Andy cleared her throat and Emily tore her gaze away, meeting Andy’s eyes.
“Em, my eyes are up here you know.” Andy’s voice sounded strained and her pupils were dilated, brown eyes almost black with arousal.
Heat rushed to Emily’s face, “well if you didn’t take 7 business days to change, I wouldn’t be looking, now let’s get out of here.”
Andy’s eyes flashed and she grinned, “sure Em, let’s go back to the hotel, we’ve had a long day and we deserve to relax.” Then she winked, she actually winked.
Emily flushed an even brighter red and gulped, ‘oh god what have I gotten myself into?’
Together, they walked out of the shoot, the photographer congratulating Andy and telling her how well she had done on the way out. Andy beamed, looking entirely too pleased with herself as they got into the car.
Once inside, Andy leaned closer to Emily and spoke lowly into her ear “I know you want me, I see the way you’ve been looking at me, just admit it.”
Emily whimpered. She actually whimpered. Emily Charlton does not whimper. ‘I have had enough of this game’ she thought suddenly.
Emily stared into Andy’s eyes, holding her gaze for a few seconds before grabbing the back of Andy’s head and crashing their lips together. Andy let out a surprised squeak but quickly recovered, returning the kiss eagerly. The kiss was not gentle or slow, it was the release of weeks of tension, longing glances, and passion.
Andy dragged her teeth across Emily’s bottom lip and and Emily groaned, opening her mouth for the other woman’s tongue. Andy’s hands settled on her hips, gripping them possessively and guiding Emily into her lap. Emily’s gasp was swallowed by Andy’s mouth as they continued to kiss frantically.
Soon, Andy’s mouth moved lower and she started kissing down Emily’s neck leaving a hot, wet, trail. Emily moaned when she bit down and her hips moved forward, seeking whatever friction they could find and causing her skirt to ride up. Andy noticed and repositioned Emily so Andy’s thigh was between her legs and continued licking and biting her neck. Emily had soaked through her panties and they were just kissing, oh god she was not going to survive this. Andy bit down on a particularly sensitive spot on her neck and Emily’s hips started to move again, only this time Andy’s toned thigh was there. “Oh god,” Emily moaned, grinding her hips into Andy’s thigh. The friction from Andy’s jeans felt so good through her panties and Emily was so glad she had worn a skirt today.
Andy’s hands, which had been tangled in Emily’s hair, moved back to her hips, gripping them hard enough to bruise and grinding her harder against her thigh. Emily was a panting and moaning mess and if they continued like this, she was going to come embarrassingly fast. Andy cupped Emily’s tits, thumb circling her nipple and Emily whined. She could feel her core clenching around nothing as her movements against Andy’s thigh became sloppy and uncoordinated. She was making a mess, she knew she was dripping onto Andy’s thigh, creating a dark spot on her jeans. The thought of marking Andy for everyone to see only turned her on more and she whined, burying her face in Andy’s neck.
“You’re doing so good Em, such a good girl.”
Emily let out a strangled moan and her clit throbbed at the words. She couldn’t believe she going to cum from just grinding against Andy’s thigh, the other woman had barely even touched her.
“You feel so good, fuck” Emily whined. She was so worked up and every part of Andy felt so good against her. It had never been like this with any of the men she had hooked up and she was more turned on right now just from kissing and grinding against Andy than she had been when a man was eating her out or inside her. This is what it was supposed to feel like.
Andy’s hand moved to her ass and squeezed as she whispered “come for me Em, I know you want to be my good girl;” that was all it took. “Andrea!” Emily moaned her name as her back arched and her body went rigid. She felt herself gush against Andy’s thigh and stars dotted her vision. When she finally came down she slumped against Andy’s front as the other woman gently ran her hands though Emily’s hair.
A few minutes later, the driver stopped at their hotel and Emily reluctantly got off of Andy’s lap. As they were getting out of the car, Emily noticed Andy’s jeans and flushed. There was a very large and very visible wet spot on the right side of Andy’s jeans. Andy followed Emily’s gaze and smirked “don’t be embarrassed, that was the hottest thing I have ever seen” Andy said.
That made Emily flush even harder. Together, they walked into the hotel and once inside the elevator Andy cornered her “don’t think I’m done with you, we haven’t even started.” Andy leaned in and licked a stripe up Emily’s neck, causing her to shiver.
The throbbing between Emily’s legs returned like she hadn’t just had the best orgasm of her life 5 minutes ago. “Good because I’m not done with you either,” Emily purred scraping her teeth along Andy’s ear. It was Andy’s turn to shiver, “let’s go” she said darkly, pulling Emily out of the elevator and leading them toward their room.