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The last two days have been hell. Between Jada revealing Marquis’ sociopathic side, Jada asking for her help to put him on ice and urging her to keep it quiet, Montoya being on her ass, her blowout with Sophie, and Mary’s descent into Poison Mary, she hasn’t really had time to rest.
Still, Ryan’s first instinct after calling Jada to ask for help to find a cure for Mary is to go out and look for her friend, but she knows without a cure it would do her no good. So she decides to head to the loft and try and get a few hours of sleep before everything else begins to hit the fan.
Getting sleep however is the last thing Ryan is thinking about when she walks into the Hold Up and sees Sophie sitting at the bar with a drink in her hand. For a moment she feels herself light up at the sight of the woman that hasn’t left her thoughts most of the day. Even knowing that Sophie is absolutely furious with her, seeing Sophie still makes her feel just a bit lighter than she has all day.
At least until she sees Renee Montoya of all people sitting next to her. Her defenses go up immediately at the sight of the woman that is partly responsible for some of the stress that she’s been dealing with; existing in a space she considers hers. With the woman that she also considers—
‘No’ Ryan tries to shake her head of that particular thought because Sophie isn’t hers. ‘She could be’. A stray thought fills her brain. She’s had a lot going on, but she has seen the way Sophie’s been looking at her lately and it’s definitely something she wants to reciprocate.
She never would have admitted it then, but a few months ago when she asked if Sophie and Kate were over she had been relieved when Sophie confirmed that they were. Between that and how close they have gotten the last couple of months, starting something with Sophie has been on her mind. The only reason she hasn’t fully embraced it is because she wanted until this stuff with Jada and searching for the bat trophies slowed down a little before she made a move.
As she moves closer, she gets a glimpse of Sophie’s face and frowns when she sees the look on her face as she eyes Montoya. She knows that look. She’s had that looked turned on her quite a bit lately. Though in Ryan’s case that look is always a lot more intense and usually is paired with a softer look as well. It’s clear to her that this thing with Montoya has nothing on what she and Sophie have.
That doesn’t stop her from seeing red though.
So without giving herself any time to think things through, she approaches them, ignoring Montoya’s presence entirely as she steps into Sophie’s space. “We need to talk, Sophie.”
“Oh so now you want to talk,” Sophie’s eyes flare with anger as she glares at Ryan. “I’ve been trying to gets answers from you all day and you have been stonewalling me. So unless this about Mary then the last thing last thing I want right now is to talk to you.”
“I wasn’t asking,” Ryan grits out.
Sophie laughs, but it’s obvious she’s not at all amused as she stands up and moves closer Ryan, forcing Ryan to look up at her. “So what you think you can make me talk to you?”
“That’s exactly what I’m saying. Unless you want to air out all of our business in front of everyone?”
Sophie opens her mouth to argue again, but out of the corner of her eye she sees a couple of regulars watching them with interest and knows that Ryan is right “Fine.”
As this is going on, Renee watches the back and forth between the two women and a light bulb immediately goes off. She remembers Moore telling her earlier that she and Wilder weren’t seeing eye to eye on that Black Glove Society situation with Moore’s sister. At the time she had chalked it up to friends not agreeing, but now it’s obvious that this is something more.
Interesting.
A few years ago she might have inserted herself into the situation just to be an asshole. She and Wilder don’t get along and going after the woman Wilder is clearly into would be a good way to piss her off, but doing that won’t get Poison Ivy 2.0 off the streets and it certainly won’t get the Batman trophies found.
Not to mention the last thing she wants is to do is get in the middle of lover’s spat. It doesn’t matter that neither woman seems to be aware that’s what’s going on, she knows one when she sees one. So she quickly downs the rest of her drink, places the empty glass on the bar and is about to quietly make her exit, but before she can Wilder grabs Moore’s hand and guides them over to the stairs that lead to what looks to be an upstairs apartment. She watches them stomp up the stairs and before she knows it the two are inside and the door is slamming loudly behind them.
She chuckles to herself as she realizes that both women forgot she even existed the moment they saw each other. She signals the bartender for another drink, figuring since she lost her chance to indulge in some sex that would temporarily take her mind off of Pam; at least she can have another drink.
The moment the door closes, Sophie immediately rounds on Ryan. “You wanted to talk, so talk!”
“How about we talk about the fact that Mary is god knows where right now and instead of helping me and Luke out you’re picking up women at the bar!”
“First of all, I already talked to Luke and we agreed that until we have cure for Mary there is not much any of us can do. Second I was at the bar to have a drink after the shitty day I had. I’m allowed to do that, Ryan.”
“So you’re going to pretend that if I hadn’t walked in that you wouldn’t have your tongue in Montoya’s mouth right now?” Ryan feels the jealousy fill her as she thinks about the look on Sophie’s face when she was staring at Renee.
“I never said I wasn’t going to sleep with her. I’m saying that when I showed up at the bar all I was planning on doing was drink. But for the record, if I want to take someone home I’m going to do it.”
“So you get mad at me and then to decide to fuck the woman that has been making my life hell for the last few months.” The thought of Sophie in bed with any woman would bother her, but it’s this particular woman that sets her off and has her making a jab she normally wouldn’t make. “Are you really that desperate?”
Sophie’s eyes darken in anger and Ryan delights in it.
“We both know there are plenty of women in that bar right now that would be very eager to fuck me. I could make several digs about your love life, but I won’t. So let’s talk about why I’m mad instead. You do not get to spend the day pushing me out so you can protect your mother and then come at me for wanting to lose myself in something else to take my mind off the fact that thanks to you I’m even farther away from getting justice for Jordan.”
Ryan sighs, “Sophie, I told you I would I tell you what was going on once it was safe, but of course you don’t want to listen and instead you go out halfcocked without having all the information. I guess once a crow, always a crow.”
Sophie steps closer and Ryan can feel the tension radiating off her body.
“I don’t have all the information because you refuse to give me any information, Ryan! And don’t you dare bring up the Crows right now! Me wanting justice for Jordan and her dead friends has nothing to do with that!” her eyes blaze and nostrils flare before she adds, “And I know you’re not talking about going out halfcocked when we both know you were on a relentless warpath to take out Alice for killing your adoptive mom not too long ago. So you’re saying that you can go out of your way to avenge your mom, but I can’t do the same for my sister?”
“Seems to me the last thing you were thinking about down there at the bar was avenging Jordan,” Ryan knows it’s not a fair statement, but she’s too absorbed in her anger to hold back right now.
“Fuck you, Ryan.”
The moment the words are out of Sophie’s mouth, something snaps in Ryan and she comes to a decision. Without giving it any thought, Ryan grabs Sophie by the back of her neck and drags her over so their bodies are flush against each other.
“Ryan, what the hell are—”
She cuts off Sophie by slamming their mouths together. Her tongue slips into Sophie’s already open mouth as they begin to kiss desperately. Sensing that Sophie is gearing up to take control, Ryan lets go of her neck and grabs her wrists before spinning them both around and pushing Sophie against the closest wall. She then uses her hold on Sophie’s wrists to lift her arms above her and pinning them in place.
Once she has Sophie in the position she wants she releases Sophie’s wrists. Immediately, Sophie’s hands slide into her hair and she kisses Ryan back just as deeply. She trembles, surprised by how intense the kiss is. It feels different than anything she’s felt before.
Ryan lets out a groan as she pulls away from her mouth to slip out of the flannel she’s wearing before pushing the jacket that Sophie is wearing off her shoulders. Her mind is telling her to take things slow and be gentler, but the need to erase the memory of Sophie eyeing Montoya that way has taken over her mind so she knows it’s going to be more frantic this time. And based on the way Sophie is moving against her, she agrees.
Sophie removes her hands from Ryan’s hair to pull her crop top over head while Ryan does the same with the top Sophie had been wearing. Once they are both shirtless, Sophie’s eyes go to Ryan’s breasts. She’s so focused on them she barely notices as Ryan goes to take off her bra. Ryan’s so eager that she breaks the clasp before tossing it onto the floor.
“Ah,” Sophie gasps the moment Ryan’s hands wrap around her breasts and she begins to tease her nipples with her fingers.
Ryan steps closer so she can bury her face in Sophie’s neck. Sophie’s eyes fall closed and a moan escapes when she feels Ryan’s lips trail from her earlobe, her neck, and shoulders. She is so focused on what Ryan’s doing that she doesn’t realize at first that she’s managed to unbutton her jeans until she’s pushing them down her legs.
Ryan pauses to pull off Sophie’s boots before dragging the jeans further down, allowing Sophie to step out of them.
The second she steps out of them, Ryan follows it up by ripping her panties off her and sliding her hand between her legs. She lets out a grunt when her fingers become coated with her arousal as she runs them along her clit. She repeats the gesture several times, drawing out moans and gasps from Sophie.
Their eyes lock and she quickly presses her mouth to hers for a blazing kiss. Sophie clutches at her shoulders, her nails digging into her back as Ryan continues her ministrations.
Her legs begin to tremble and Sophie abruptly pulls back from the kiss to gasp out, “If you don’t stop now I’m gonna come.”
Wanting Sophie to come with her tongue, Ryan pulls her fingers out and kneels down front of Sophie.
“Ryan, what are you—?” Whatever Sophie is going to say is cut off when Ryan begins to press kisses along her thighs. She can feel Sophie tremble and it spurs her on. Soon she’s sucking so hard that she knows there will be several hickeys covering Sophie’s thighs by the end of this.
’Good’, is all Ryan can think. She wants there to be reminders of this encounter for days afterwards once she’s done having her way with Sophie.
She carefully, lifts one of Sophie’s legs over her shoulder, forcing Sophie to lean back harder against the wall.
“Damn, you taste so good.” Ryan groans as her tongue darts out to lick the opening of Sophie’s now throbbing entrance.
“Ahhh,” Sophie moans her head thudding slightly against the wall.
“Mmmm.” Ryan quickly places her other leg on her shoulder so that Sophie’s basically straddling her face. “Brace yourself.”
“What are you talking about, Ryan?” Sophie looks down at her in confusion.
Ryan doesn’t answer Sophie’s question, instead she uses her strength to lift Sophie in the air, her hands gripping Sophie’s ass. Sophie lets out a gasp, clearly surprised by her strength. Her gasps quickly turn into moans when Ryan holds her up against the wall and begins to devour her.
She slips her tongue deep inside Sophie’s pussy and presses her fingers against Sophie’s clit. Sophie screams out in pleasure, but Ryan never stops her ministrations. Soon, Sophie explodes and her arousal begins to cover Ryan’s mouth and chin.
“Ryan, I’m coming!” She grips Ryan’s head with one hand, grinding her hips against Ryan’s face as she moans in ecstasy. If Ryan hadn’t had such a tight hold on Sophie, she knows that she would be falling over.
Despite this, Ryan continues plunging her tongue in and out of Sophie, determined to coax another orgasm from her. She tenses her tongue and flicks it against Sophie’s clit several times, loving the way Sophie moans.
Ryan basks in the taste of Sophie on her tongue and she knows right away that her taste has already become necessity for her the same way air is. She licks, laps, nibbles on Sophie’s pussy over and over, drawing more and more moans out of her.
Still dressed from the waist down, Ryan can feel her panties and jeans clinging to her uncomfortably because of how wet she is. She ignores it though in favor of sucking Sophie’s clit into her mouth.
That’s all it takes for Sophie to fly over the edge for a second time and then Ryan’s groaning happily because of her arousal gushes onto her tongue.
She laps up as much as she can before quickly lifting Sophie off her shoulders and lowering her back to the ground.
Once Sophie is steady on her feet, Ryan grabs her hand and quickly drags them to Ryan’s bedroom.
A now naked Ryan, stares down at the naked woman sprawled out on her bed. Her head should be clearer now, but it’s not. The main thought running through her mind is to make it so good for Sophie that she never thinks about anyone but her again.
She scoots down where Sophie’s thighs are spread open, and Ryan breathes Sophie’s scent in. She’s sure that her breath has to be hot against her center. She feels Sophie tremble in anticipation as Ryan grips her thighs to keep her steady before trailing her tongue along her slit.
Sophie grabs the back of her head and grinds her hips against her face. She groans happily as her lips and tongue lap at her, causing Ryan’s hands to move to her hips as she drapes Sophie’s thighs on her shoulders.
“Oh …. Harder,” Sophie screams as she digs the heels of her feet into Ryan’s back and her sex presses harder against her mouth.
Ryan lets go of her hips and slides one of her hands up her body to cup one of her breasts. She gently squeezes it before rubbing her thumb across her nipple. As she does this, Ryan continues to thrust her tongue in and out of her, sucking her clit into her mouth with every thrust outward.
“You’re so damn wet,” she groans into her pulsating sex.
Sophie gasps and as Ryan continues to devour her, Ryan can feel her own pussy clench almost painfully. So with each thrust of her tongue she grinds against the bed, her ass clenching every time she rubs against the soft cotton sheets.
Sophie can feel her clit grow stiffer and her walls clench as Ryan continues thrusting her tongue in and out of her. “Ryan, you feel so…” she moans as her back arches off the mattress.
“That’s it, Soph…come for me,” Ryan demands against her sex, knowing that Sophie is close to her climax.
Those words are all it takes to push her over the edge. She lets out a pleasure filled scream as she explodes, her thighs clenching Ryan’s face and her fingers clutching her head.
Greedily, Ryan laps up her arousal, smiling slightly when Sophie’s pussy spasms against her lips. She gradually slows down her movements until she can pull away before soothing her by gently stroking the soft skin of her thighs with her fingertips.
“Ryan, oh, my god…” Sophie rasps as she caresses the back of Ryan’s head.
Ryan looks up at her from between her legs; a mischievous grin on her face as she catches her clit between his teeth. Sophie lets out a moan at the contact and when she releases her clit a few seconds later, Sophie slides her hand between her legs and wipes away the traces of her arousal smeared on Ryan’s chin.
Another moan escapes from Sophie’s mouth when Ryan immediately grabs her hand and sucks the arousal off her fingers. She doesn’t bother pretending that the feel of Ryan’s mouth on her fingers doesn’t send a jolt between her legs.
Ryan releases her fingers and drops her head back between Sophie’s thighs, groaning as she runs her tongue along her wet seam.
Sophie moans and suddenly Ryan gets the urge to make Sophie explode with something other than Ryan’s tongue.
Without missing a beat, she pulls away from Sophie’s thighs and quickly shifts until she’s looming over Sophie and her mouth is only mere centimeters away from hers. Sophie’s legs begin to tremble when Ryan uses two of her fingers to rub at her entrance.
It clearly feels good to Sophie because she attempts to lift her hips in order to get Ryan to slip them inside of her, but Ryan moves her fingers away from her.
“Patience, Soph,” she grins down at her.
Sophie rolls her eyes even as she returns her smile. That smile quickly fades when Ryan suddenly thrusts her fingers inside of Sophie.
She lets out a moan before digging the heels of her feet into the bed and wrapping her hands around one of Ryan’s biceps.
Ryan had known before she even thrust her fingers inside that Sophie would feel extraordinary and she is not disappointed. Sophie’s pussy is clamped down so tightly around her fingers that it’s hard for Ryan to move them in and out with ease. As result she knows it won’t take much for Sophie to be pushed over the edge.
Part of Ryan wants to prolong this because it means getting to stay inside of her longer, but each plunge inside makes that idea impossible. So she gives in, sliding in and out of her wet heat at a more hurried pace.
“Damn, Sophie.” she grits out as she clenches even tighter around her fingers, signaling that her orgasm is on the way.
Sophie lets go of her bicep and grips at the sheets as Ryan thrusts her fingers in and out at a faster pace. With every thrust, her nose nuzzles against hers, her lips to gently graze hers, her breasts brush against Sophie’s breasts. Each sensation sends a jolt through Sophie, intensifying her pleasure.
“Say my name,” Ryan demands against her lips as she drives her fingers in and out.
“Ryan,” she moans, her back arching as she flies over the edge.
Ryan plunges her fingers inside on one last time before pulling them out. She presses her lips against Sophie before she begins kissing her way down Sophie’s body again. Ryan begins at her lips, briefly marveling in how amazing those lips are before she moves down to her neck, smiling slightly when she feels her pulse race. By the time she gets to Sophie’s breasts, Sophie is a trembling moaning mess.
Sophie’s back arches as Ryan’s hands wrap around her breasts and she begins pinching her nipples. She lets out a groan of disappointment when Ryan lets go of her breasts and continues licking her way down to her stomach.
As she moves lower, Ryan opens Sophie’s thighs and trails a finger along her slit before lowering her head and doing the same with her tongue. He tongue moves back and forth between her entrance and her clit several times, causing Sophie to moan and rock her hips.
“Ryan … oh,” she groans incoherently as she massages her clit with her fingers and thrusts her tongue deeper inside of her. She grips at the sheets and works her hips faster and faster until she is finally pushed over the edge.
Sophie is still coming down from her orgasm when Ryan crawls up her body until she’s eye level with her and kisses her passionately. She can taste herself on Ryan’s lips, but it doesn’t deter her. Instead she opens her mouth so she can plunder her mouth with her tongue.
They kiss heatedly for what seems like hours until they both have to pull away to catch their breaths.
The moment Sophie is breathing normally, she rolls them over so Ryan is flat on her back and straddles her hips.
Slowly, she trails her gaze down Ryan’s body, smiling when she sees Ryan wither in pleasure. She hears Ryan suck in a breath as she trails her hand from her neck, to her breasts, to her stomach. Sophie follows up her caresses with kisses, feeling emboldened when the woman beneath her whimpers with need.
This may be the first time she and Ryan have been together, but it doesn’t take Sophie long at all to figure out that Ryan’s neck is sensitive to touch as are her breasts. Now she makes a point of moving back and forth between both spots; licking and nibbling at the soft skin until she can feel Ryan grow impatient. Their eyes meet for a brief moment before Sophie moves down to her thighs.
Ryan will be the first to admit that she usually likes to be in control when it comes to sex and that even extends to her own pleasure. So sitting back and letting Sophie take the reins is not only a departure for her, but also extremely frustrating since Sophie insists on this slow exploration of her body.
“Sophie, please,” she whimpers as a kiss is pressed to the inside of her left thigh.
The woman in question ignores her plea and spreads her thighs open before using her tongue to lick Ryan’s slit. Her body jerks and she tightly grips the sheets beneath her as Sophie’s tongue circles her clit. Her hips involuntarily rise up towards Sophie’s mouth, sighing happily when she’s licked from back to front and then right to left. Ryan’s legs begin to tremble and excitement moves throughout her body.
Sophie lifts Ryan’s leg over her shoulder, making it easier for her to latch onto her pussy. She nibbles and sucks at the sensitive flesh, causing whimpers to escape. It’s just the reaction she was hoping for, but she needs more. So she uses her fingers to spread to spread her labia apart so she can slide her tongue deeper inside.
“That’s it…right there!” Ryan moans as an onslaught of pleasure overwhelms her body. Her moans grow louder when Sophie’s tongue circles and then flicks at her clit and when she starts to feel a slight suction to her core, her moan turns into a pleasurable shriek.
The scent of Ryan’s arousal drifts up Sophie’s nostrils and a groan escapes as her tongue is hit with more wetness. Several minutes go by and she can feel Ryan getting closer to her peak so she presses her face closer as she continues moving her tongue inside her. She moves it with purpose, going from left to right, up and down, and ending with a circular motion. As Ryan gets closer to her orgasm, she takes her clit into her mouth, smirking slightly when she feels her pussy clenching.
“Sophie!” Ryan cries out Sophie’s name as her orgasm rips through her body. She feels her body twitch as more and more pleasure overwhelms her and she halfway wonders if it’s possible to die from too intense of an orgasm.
Arousal continues to leak from Ryan and Sophie has no problem lapping it up. She licks up every drop before finally pulling back to look at Ryan. She grins smugly when she sees that not only are Ryan’s eyes closed, but that she is breathing heavily despite the fact that being Batwoman usually allows for more stamina.
Ryan finally opens her eyes and finds Sophie staring down at her with a cocky grin on her face.
“You look good like this underneath me, under my control,” Sophie rasps as she strokes Ryan’s cheek with the backs of her fingers.
The feel of Sophie’s fingers on Ryan’s face warms her, but Sophie’s words only serve to rile her up. And now all she wants to do is one up Sophie, so without warning, she flips them over so Sophie’s on her back again.
Sophie lets out a squeak of surprise, but otherwise doesn’t move, clearly eager to see what Ryan has planned.
“Let’s get one thing straight. You only took control, because I let you take control. And now that I got to come I’m taking it back,” Ryan smirks as she hovers over Sophie.
She trails kisses all over Sophie’s body. She begins with the neck; excitement rushing through her at the feel of Sophie’s racing pulse under her tongue. She likes that she has such an effect on Sophie and that the only person on Sophie’s mind right now is Ryan.
She moves to Sophie’s chest, licking and sucking on the heavy breasts until Sophie’s nipples become hardened points. After a brief detour at Sophie’s stomach, she finally gets between Sophie’s thighs and is unsurprised to find her mouth watering at the intoxicating scent.
If this were anyone else Sophie would make a point of taking back control, but something about Ryan makes her want to submit. “Ryan,” she groans as she forces her eyes open “please.”
Ryan smirks, loving that Sophie is so worked up that she’s actually begging. Deciding to give Sophie what she wants, Ryan trails her tongue from Sophie’s thigh to the top of her mons. She then dips her tongue inside of Sophie, her tongue immediately becoming drenched with arousal.
Sophie’s eyes slam shut and she grips at the sheets, moaning loudly when Sophie’s tongue presses against her clit. Pleased, Ryan wraps her hands around Sophie’s thighs and begins gobbling her up as though she’s eating her last meal.
Ryan continues her assault causing Sophie to turn her head so most of her face is pressed into the pillow. The pleasure is almost too much, but with Ryan’s grip holding her in place, she can’t do anything except go along for the ride. Her hips move helplessly against Ryan’s mouth as she is pushed closer to her release.
"Aaaahhh!" Sophie moans when Ryan presses her tongue further inside of her.
She continues to stab her tongue in and out of Sophie harder and harder until it’s clear it won’t take much more to push her over the edge. With one last thrust, Sophie stiffens and her inner walls clench around Ryan’s tongue as she works through her release.
Once she’s done coming down from her orgasm, Sophie pushes at Ryan assuming she’s is finished, but she doesn’t budge. In fact Ryan only pulls away enough to look up at her from between her legs.
“I’m not finished with you yet….I plan on tasting a lot more of you before I even think of stopping,” Ryan utters before lowering her mouth to her once again.
Three hours later Sophie can admit that Ryan had been true to her word.
She spent quite a bit of time in the spread eagle position with Ryan’s head between her thighs and then in a prone position when Ryan decided she wanted to devour her pussy from the back. Apparently those positions hadn’t been enough for her because she then demanded Sophie sit on her face and that’s how they stayed with Ryan squeezing Sophie’s breasts and rubbing her nipples until she had been too blissed out to continue.
Ryan once again allows Sophie to take control for a few rounds before taking back over when Sophie’s stamina is back up. This time however, instead of using her fingers and mouth to make Sophie come, she decides to get her favorite strap on.
It’s how she ends up kneeling behind Sophie on all fours as Ryan thrusts into her from behind.
The only woman she wants Sophie thinking about is her, so she is relentless, making sure she moves in just the right way to give Sophie maximum pleasure.
At one point Sophie’s feeling so much pleasure that she becomes overwhelmed and tries to pull away from Ryan’s thrusts. The first time Ryan stops, worried that she may have taken things too far, but Sophie reassures her that if she really wants to stop she’ll tell Ryan outright. The next time she moans and even tries to crawl up the bed because of how good it feels.
Ryan doesn’t let up though, chuckling and even lightly slapping Sophie on the ass before gripping her by the neck so she can pull her back a little. “Wow, Soph. I thought you were a bad ass that could handle anything, but here you are running from the strap.”
“Shut up,” Sophie mutters only to let out another loud moan when Ryan hits her with yet another deep thrust.
Ryan chuckles again before leaning over Sophie and pressing them both into the bed. Sophie’s face is pressed into the pillow as she tries to suppress her moans, but Ryan isn’t having it. She leans down and nips at Sophie’s shoulder, her neck, before finally pressing her mouth to Sophie’s ear and whispering; “Now you won’t be able to run from this, Soph.”
Ryan continues to thrust in and out of her and soon Sophie’s falling apart.
The next round is gentler and softer, though Ryan still takes her in the same position.
Sophie moans and she grips at the bed in an attempt to keep upright on her hands and knees. On her knees behind her, Ryan digs her fingers into Sophie’s hips as she slides in and out of her. For a moment she stops thrusting and leans over her so her stomach is resting against Sophie’s ass and her breasts press against her back.
She kisses the nape of Sophie’s neck and smiles when she practically melts against her. When Sophie turns her head, Ryan begins to leave kisses to the side of her neck, her jaw, her cheek, before stopping to nip at her earlobe.
Sophie’s breathing becomes choppy as the pleasure builds up in her body. Ryan’s lips press against her shoulder for a brief moment, causing her to shudder at the soft gesture. She then moves and gently pulls her up and shifts so she can kiss Sophie’s lips.
They both moan as Ryan’s tongue slips inside of her mouth at the same time she slides deeper inside, her walls clenching tighter around it. Ryan’s hands move back to Sophie’s waist and she continues pounding into her with demanding thrusts.
Within a few minutes, Sophie is coming so hard that the sound of it manages to push Ryan over the edge as well. As Sophie moans though her orgasm, Ryan lets out some moans as well.
Once she recovers from her orgasm, she pulls out of Sophie and quickly removes the harness. She lets it drop to the floor before her attention goes back to the naked woman in bed with her. Sophie is now lying on her back with her eyes closed, her breasts move up and down with every breath she takes.
After a few moments Ryan crawls on top of her and leans down to kiss her, sighing happily when Sophie returns the kiss.
Hours later, Sophie is sprawled out on the bed with the sheet draped over her lower half. She’s asleep, exhausted them from spending most of the night in each other’s arms making each other explode.
Ryan has to admit that it felt good to finally be able to stop holding back with Sophie. She should be exhausted herself, but now as she watches Sophie sleep peacefully, all she can think is that getting rid of Marquis is even more a priority now.
She can’t lose Sophie; she knows she wouldn’t survive it.
The sound of her phone ringing breaks into the silence. She finds it and is relieved to see it’s Jada. She quickly answers it and quietly rushes out of the room, not wanting Sophie to overhear.
“I’m assuming you’re calling about Marquis?”
“Yes, I need you to call him and lure him out him out so we can implement the plan. I’ll send you the address.” she hears Jada’s voice on the other end.
“Okay, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” Ryan says before she hangs up.
She wastes no time getting ready, dressing in dark clothes that aren’t as easy to detect. Once she’s fully dressed and ready to go and is happy to see that Sophie is still fast asleep in her bed. She needs to see this through and guarantee Sophie’s safety before she tells Sophie everything.
Before she leaves, Ryan writes a note for Sophie. In the note, she begs Sophie not leave and promises her that she will explain everything once she gets back to the loft. Ryan places the note on the pillow that is on Ryan’s side of the bed. Before she leaves, she leans down to press a kiss to Sophie’s forehead.
Surprisingly, it doesn’t take long for her to incapacitate Marquis and put him on ice, but on her way back to the loft Luke calls her about Mary. So she gets delayed trying to convince Mary to let her help cure. Throughout the next few hours, she sends Sophie some texts updating her and even calls a couple of times, but when she gets no response she assumes that Sophie’s still asleep.
At least she hopes Sophie’s asleep. It can’t help but occur to her that she and Sophie never really worked through that argument they had. Instead they went from arguing to spending most of the night having sex. It was amazing sex, but even the most amazing sex won’t change the fact that they still have some things to work through.
So by the time she makes it back to the loft, there is a part of her that is terrified that Sophie woke up and despite the note she left asking her to stay, Sophie decided to go home anyway because she’s still angry about what happened.
Hoping Sophie’s in her bedroom, Ryan walks inside and is disappointed to find the room empty. Deflated, she sucks in a breath and is about to take a seat when she hears the ringing of a phone that is not hers.
She looks on her bedside table and is shocked to see Sophie’s phone sitting there. Ryan begins to tense because she knows Sophie would never leave without her phone, especially considering what’s going on with Mary.
And once she picks it up that tension turns into cold terror when she sees Marquis’ name lighting up on Sophie’s phone for a video chat. She tries to tell herself that it’s Jada calling from his phone, but deep down she knows it’s not.
With shaky hands, she answers the phone and tries as hard as she can to project calm, but she has to admit it’s a struggle when she comes face to face with Marquis and sees the deranged look on his face. Looking back there were always hints of this side to him. The way he would get so mad whenever he felt betrayed by Ryan, the look on his face after he stabbed Professor Pyg, but those situations were nothing compared to now.
He grins when he sees her, taunting, “I see you finally came home and realized that something of yours was missing.”
“Marquis, how—”
“How did I get out? Obviously the plan you and Mommie Dearest came up with to get rid of me didn’t work.” Although his voice sounds calm, Ryan feels her heart begin to beat faster when she sees the cold look in his eyes.
“And once I escaped I thought I should pay you back. Since you tried to take everything from me, I decided to torture you by taking the most important thing to you.” He turns the camera and Ryan’s eyes widen with fear when she’s sees a tied up and unconscious Sophie.
“Let her go, she has nothing to do with this.”
“You better hurry and find us, Ryan,” he ignores her, adding “because if you don’t you may not see your girl again.” He hangs up before Ryan can say anything else.
Horrified, Ryan rushes out of the loft and quickly calls Luke. If she’s going to save the woman she loves then she’s going to need all the help she can get.
This is too important of a mission for her to leave anything to chance.