BlackHill | If only

Chapter 13

Natasha's POV:

I didn't see Ria for the rest of the day. I knew that Fury would be going through every detail of our mission with her until her brain was completely fried. Yelena and I had talked all day, she told me everything she remembered about the red room. About our family, I knew that she was skimming over the more brutal details of her treatment, only telling me the absolute essentials. Her attempt to shield me from her pain only made me feel more protective of her.

Bruce had eventually come into the lab and told Yelena she needed to rest. He relieved me of my post and I found myself heading into the training room. I started with a few warm-ups, the usual. I stretched my body, trying to relieve the tension I had been feeling all day. I ended up at the bag again. Pounding out all the frustration, expelling the energy I had built up through my encounter with Ria. Blocking out any thoughts of her touch on my skin. My only feeling of the rough bag grating against my knuckles.

My train of thoughts was interrupted by a voice, "What did the bag ever do to you?".
I let out a breath of a laugh while remaining by the bag, unable to turn to her just yet.
"Come to give me another lesson?"

Ria remained rooted in her position, "I don't think that's necessary," Her seductive tone reminding me of our last encounter in the training room, causing my breaths to quicken. My gaze dragged over her body like a magnet, staring at her body propped up by the door frame. She had a predatory grin on her face, her icy eyes fixed on me. "Are you here because Fury sent you?"

Ria crossed over to me, a glimmer of concern in her eyes as she approached me, "Of course not. I just... wanted to see if you were okay, I thought that seeing Yelena must bring back some stuff".

I let out a sigh,
"Yea, but it's better than thinking she was dead." Ria held onto one of my hands, stroking it in a circular motion with her thumb. The feeling of her skin on mine let out some hunger inside me. I wanted her so bad. But I quenched the thought. I abruptly pulled my hand away from hers, "I have to go, I need to shower for Yelena's party."

Ria took in a sharp breath as if wounded and cast her eyes to the floor. "Okay, you're right, I should go too". The look on her face, full of shame, just confirmed that this would never be a possibility. I barged past her in my frustration and stormed into my room.

I took in a shaky breath, my hand was still resting on the handle when I heard a soft knock.

Once. Twice.

As I opened the door my pulse quickened, my heart jumped into my throat as I saw Ria standing there. She opened her mouth as if to say something, but I beat her to it. Closed the distance between us and pressed my mouth on hers.

She returned the kiss and placed her hands around my waist, slightly guiding my body backwards to close the door behind us. The hunger began to build up inside me as she parted my lips, our tongues battling for dominance. One of her hands began to trail down my body, nearing the building heat of my core. I wrapped my legs around her waist as she lifted me against her body, never once breaking the kiss. I let out a gasp at the coolness of her hand as it slipped under my t-shirt and roamed along my skin. I let her core support me as I reached for the hem of her own top, pulled it over her head. Revealing her toned stomach and the curve of her breasts.

She laid me down on my red satin sheets, taking my shirt and tossing it on the floor. Ria climbed up on the bed after me. She leaned over my body, the heat of her lips against my neck radiating through my skin. Her knee began to press lightly against the heat between my legs, causing a moan to slip from my lips. She unclipped my bra in a smooth motion and began to massage my breast. My hands shot to her thighs, gripping them tightly. As she tweaked a nipple with her thumb and forefinger. The sound of my second moan was dampened by her mouth. Her tongue soothing mine while she taunted me. She lowered her lips to my nipple, taking it in between her supple mouth. I arched my back at the motion, jutting my hips into hers. Between my heavy breaths, I gasped her name "Ria please".

She raised her mouth off of my body while saying, "So eager котенок". Her voice was more like a husky growl at this point. Her hands had reached my shorts and she began unbuttoning them, revealing the black lace beneath. Ria hooked her thumbs into the waistband and slipped the shorts down my quivering legs. She returned to my mouth for a moment, her kisses as desperate as I was. I moaned against her mouth, "I want you". I ground my hips against hers again. She smirked and pulled off my underwear, discarding it to the side. She trailed her fingertips down my entire body before entering my folds. Feeling the dampness that was already there. She began to tease at the entrance, slowly circulating around my clit. She held my hips with her free hand, watching as I shuddered with pleasure. I dug my nails into her back as she fully pushed two fingers into my entrance. At first, moving them slowly. I bit my lip, tasting blood, as I tried to contain the moan escaping my mouth. Her fingers began to quicken, and I shifted my hips deeper towards her, hooking my legs around her to allow access. She leaned in and kissed me hard, licking the blood off my lips with a deft flick of her tongue. She murmured into my skin "Be quiet now baby". I felt the build inside me as she angled her fingers just right.

My heart raced faster and faster, as I neared the edge. Ria's eyes gleaming with hunger as she watched my back arching. I was unable to contain my gasp as my toes suddenly curled and I squeezed my eyes shut. I was thrown over the edge.

Panting heavily, I slowly opened my eyes. Ria was still gazing down at me. She leaned down, smiling, and whispered in my ear.

"You have no idea how long I've waited to do that".