Tabby looked at Sophie in exasperation and smiled. "You know, just because I don't have Rambo for my boyfriend doesn't mean I can't take care of myself. Besides, you know what Mark told them."
It was true, I had used Shaun's cell phone to give Sal Giordano a call, warning him to stay away from Tabby, and that he'd made a big damn mistake doing what he did. I hoped that it would put a bit of caution into the Confederation, and have them spend more time trying to find me rather than going through Tabby. Still, I am only one man, and I couldn't protect her all the time. No matter how many times I tried to tell her though, she wouldn't listen. She was going to stay in the city.
"Tabby, I can't promise I can be here, but if you need me, you know the number to call." I'd bought half a dozen burner phones with some of the cash I had on hand, and had given her one with another of the numbers programmed in. I could ditch it whenever I wanted if I needed to. "Just remember, if you want to just talk, use your normal phone. Sophie's cell still works, it's been scrubbed."
Tabby nodded, only a bit exasperated with me. "I know, I know. Mark, you've been giving me lessons on how to survive for a week and a half now. I got it, really."
On the way back to the belfry, Sophie reached over and took my hand. "She'll be ok, you know. She may come off at a total ditz, but Tabby's got a decent brain inside that cute skull of hers. By the way, thank you for turning her down when she hit on you, even though she was just teasing me."
"She's not my type," I said. We reached the bell tower, and climbed the stairs. Once in the tiny room that had become our apartment, I pulled her into a deep kiss. "You are."
"For that I'm still confused, but very happy," she replied, her soft kiss matching the softness of her skin and body as she molded her body against me. "It has been a while, hasn't it?"
"Four days," I whispered into her ear. "Having a guest up here with us since the club kind of put a damper on doing what I wanted to do."
"Then let's not waste any time," Sophie replied, running her hands down my stomach and cupping my cock through my pants. Her gentle fingers massaged in a wave like fluttering, until I was aching and barely in control. Pushing her back to our mattress, we collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs, touching and stroking each other, Sophie ending up on top, straddling my hips. Sophie had lost a little bit of weight since we moved into the bell tower, but she was just as beautiful, with her long hair thick and silky in my fingers. Pulling her shirt off, I kissed the swells of her breasts, full and round against my face. Sophie was wearing a deep red satin bra that highlighted her skin perfectly. "You always have loved my boobs."
"They're works of natural art," I said, running my thumbs over her nipples. The dark pink skin crinkled and hardened, small little nubs that made my mouth water. Lifting her right breast to my lips, I kissed around her nipple, tickling her until she was moving from side to side, trying to bring it to my mouth and relieve her frustration. "You want more?"
"Dammit, you know what I need," Sophie growled, pushing me back onto the mattress. "And I know what you need." She slid down my legs, tugging at my belt and freeing my cock, which was already painfully hard, wrapping her breasts around my shaft. "Now, are you going to give me what I need, or am I going to have to tease you until your cock explodes and you pass out?"
"Okay, okay," I conceded, smiling and reaching down. "Bring something up here for me to give pleasure to."
I was happily surprised when Sophie almost spun around, swinging herself up and over my face. "Hmm, seems we've both found something the other does well," I joked before reaching out with my tongue, tracing the soft petals of her outer lips. Sophie didn't wax, but she kept herself well-trimmed, leaving just a small triangle of soft dark hair at the top. It left her lips smooth and satiny, beautiful to touch and kiss. Best of all was her flavor, spicy and tangy and exotic. Parting her lips with the tip of my tongue, I dipped at her nectar, relishing her sighs and soft cries as I licked up and down.
"Mark......" Sophie groaned, pumping my cock with her lightly clenched fist. I kept up my licks, delighting in both the sensual stroke of her hand and the beautiful flavor on my lips. I circled her clit and Sophie gasped, bending forward to swallow my cock, sucking hard. I barely held myself under control as Sophie licked and sucked, mirroring her actions to my own.