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Bradley knocks on Alex’s dressing room door, already dressed to leave after the show. Her oversized coat is hiding the surprise she’d spent hours carefully planning with Maggie.
“Hey,” she greets, letting herself in and shutting and locking the door behind her.
Alex looks up, a smile on her lips as she sees Bradley, putting her phone down on her vanity and tucking a piece of paper out of sight. “Hi.”
“You’re still not changed?” Bradley asks, setting her bag on the floor and placing a kiss on Alex’s lips.
Alex looks from Bradley to herself still in her on-air clothes. “I was just about to, I just needed to finish up something first.”
“Well don’t mind me,” Bradley teases, pulling out her phone to check the time. If all goes according to plan Maggie should be calling in less than ten minutes.
Alex rolls her eyes and stands up, disappearing into the attached closet. “Unzip me?”
“I’ll do a lot more than that,” Bradley says under her breath, before following Alex and helping her with her dress.
Bradley takes off her coat as Alex slips out of the dress, leaving her in matching lingerie. Her hands find Alex’s waist, pulling her flush against her body and letting her feel exactly what the coat was concealing.
“Jesus Bradley,” Alex hisses as Bradley presses kisses to the back of her neck and shoulders.
“Yeah Al?” Bradley asks innocently, letting her hand slide up smooth skin to find the clasp of her bra. The garment is easily discarded and Alex turns so she’s face to face with Bradley.
“We – we shouldn’t,” Alex breathes, hesitating as Bradley rocks her hips slightly, applying the right amount of pressure with the toy. “We’re at work. We’re – we’re going to get caught.”
“I guess you’re going to have to be quiet for us then,” Bradley teases, leaning up to capture Alex’s lips in a heated kiss.
Alex whimpers at the implication, her mouth parting eagerly for Bradley’s tongue as she gives into her fully. Arousal courses through her body as Bradley kisses her hungrily, her hand fumbling at the waistband of her pants.
Bradley laughs as she pulls back, breaking the kiss and tugging Alex back into the other room. “Patience.”
She situates her phone on Alex’s vanity in the perfect position for Maggie to see before bending the blonde over and shoving her own pants down. Her fingers hook in Alex’s underwear and she slides them down long legs, teasingly trailing kisses along skin as she goes.
“Bradley, stop teasing,” Alex whines, looking back over her shoulder and rocking her hips back insistently.
Bradley smirks at Alex’s shamelessness. She swipes her fingers through Alex’s cunt, completely unsurprised to find her soaking wet. Bradley brings her fingers up to her lips, sucking off Alex’s essence and moaning at the taste.
Alex’s eyes glaze over as Bradley slides her hands up her thighs, rocking her hips back at the first touch of her tongue.
Bradley drags her tongue all over Alex’s cunt, her hands going to her hips to hold her in place. She pulls back, pressing teasing kisses against her inner thighs, so close to where she knows Alex wants her. She’s dripping all over her face, and Bradley groans as she laps greedily at her, pressing her tongue deep into her folds before pulling away.
Alex lets out a desperate whine at the loss, looking back over her shoulder as her hips rock. Bradley presses a kiss to her spine before fishing out a bottle of travel size lube from her bag and coating the length of the toy.
“Are you ready for me, Al?” Bradley asks, her voice a low, throaty hum as she grips the toy with one hand, and holds Alex’s hips with the other. She teases Alex’s entrance with the dildo, smearing her wetness all over the head.
Alex is staring back at her over her shoulder, her blue eyes darkened with arousal as she squirms impatiently. “Yes,” she begs. “Fuck me already, Brad.”
Bradley groans as she rocks her hips forward, sliding the toy deep inside Alex. Their hips bump as she bottoms out, and she lets out a low moan. She can see their position reflected in the mirror, she sees how Alex bites down on her bottom lip, sees how her tits bounce with each thrust.
Alex shivers as she feels herself stretching to accommodate the toy, Bradley’s grip on her hips firm. A whine bubbles from her throat as she feels Bradley rock her hips. She’s so full, so perfect, each thrust setting her nerves alight with pleasure.
She moans as Bradley increases her pace, spreading her legs wider and gripping the vanity tightly. It’s all she can do to hold on as pleasure bubbles in her stomach.
Bradley’s phone starts ringing with an incoming FaceTime call and Alex bites down on her bottom lip to stifle a whimper.
“Answer the phone.” Bradley’s voice is soft, breathless as she fucks Alex steadily.
Alex lets out a shaky moan as she answers the phone, Maggie’s face filling the screen.
“Well this is a new version of The Morning Show,” Maggie says, her voice eager and smug as she watches Bradley fuck Alex through the small screen.
“Mags,” Alex moans breathlessly.
“Let her hear exactly how much you like this,” Bradley commands. She holds Alex in place and she fucks her harder, smirking at her hitched breath.
“Fuck, oh fuck, fuck,” Alex gasps, shuddering as her cunt clenches around the toy. “Bradley!”
Maggie meets Bradley’s eyes and smirks as they both watch Alex, Maggie through the phone and Bradley through the mirror.
“Let me hear you Alexandra,” Maggie says, her voice like velvet as she watches the blonde’s breasts bounce. Alex whines, her eyes closing as she rocks back against Bradley.
“Good girl,” Bradley teases, leaning forward to grab the phone and pressing her lips against Alex’s ear. She flips the camera, angling the phone so Maggie can see exactly what she sees as she fucks Alex from behind.
Maggie’s eyes are dark with arousal as she watches Bradley’s strap slide in and out of Alex’s dripping cunt. “Just like that Bradley,” she encourages. “Make her cum.”
“Please, oh fuck. Fuck!” Alex’s voice is broken and breathless as she pleads with them, her fingers scrabbling uselessly across the vanity top.
Bradley leans forward, situating the phone back on the vanity again, and draping herself over Alex’s back. Alex turns her head, panting hard as she finds Bradley’s lips. The kiss is slow and dirty, Bradley’s tongue tracing over her bottom lip and sliding in her mouth, until she's dizzy, completely consumed by her. She pants and moans into her mouth, Bradley happily swallowing all of her noises.
“Please,” Alex begs as she breaks the kiss. “Please, please.”
Bradley’s hand snakes between her legs, rubbing circles on her clit. “Cum for us,” Maggie commands, her eyes fixed on Alex’s face.
Alex’s brain goes blank at the command, her orgasm washing over her body. Pleasure lights up her every nerve ending as she collapses against the vanity.
She slowly becomes aware of Bradley’s fingers stroking up and down her spine and light kisses being pressed against the back of her neck. Alex meets Maggie’s eyes through the small phone screen, a soft whimper slipping through her lips as Bradley carefully pulls out.
“Look at you princess,” Maggie teases, earning a small huff from Alex. “You’re so spoiled.”
Alex groans, twisting slightly so she can kiss Bradley, feeling the slick toy pressing against her. Bradley smiles into the kiss. “She is, isn't she?”
“You both look so good like that,” Maggie husks out, her gaze raking over their entwined forms.
“Not that I’m complaining,” Alex starts, grabbing the phone and dragging herself and Bradley over to her couch. “But what brought this on?”
“We may have found a certain list of yours Alexandra,” Maggie teases as Alex cuddles into Bradley.
Alex flushes, looking between her partners. “Oh, that.” Her voice rises an octave as she thinks about the piece of paper she’d tucked away the moment Bradley had walked into her dressing room.
Bradley chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to her neck. “Happy First Day of Sexmas babe.”
“We can’t wait to see what you have in store for the rest of the days.”
Alex bites down on her bottom lip, snuggling further into Bradley’s arms. “I think I’ll let you two keep it,” she murmurs. “Especially if it’s going to turn out like this.”
Bradley grins, pressing a kiss to her lips as she slides her hands around to cup Alex’s breasts. Alex arches her back, pressing herself into Bradley’s hands. “Fuck,” she moans. “We can’t. We should get home.”
“You definitely should,” Maggie agrees, already starting to shed her robe as they watch, revealing her bare skin underneath. “Brad still needs to cum.”
Bradley murmurs her agreement as she trails wet, hot kisses across Alex’s skin, sending a fresh wave of desire coursing through the blonde’s body.
“Hurry home.” Maggie’s eyes are bright as her hand slips out of frame. Alex and Bradley eagerly watch her movements, their gazes locked on the small screen. “I’ll be waiting.”