"So are you in the mood for leftovers," Lois asked as she waved to her father one last time as he pulled out of the driveway.
"Oh…I am in the mood just not for leftovers," Clark said with a mischievous smile as he looked at the porch swing nearby.
"Clark Kent, you have been waiting this whole time to have your way with me on that swing," Lois said faking shock. She too had planned to finish what they started the day before.
"And on this railing," Clark said patting his hand against the railing of the porch that he and Lois were leaning against "And if you are not exhausted by the time that is done…well we will just have to see what else we can come up with?"
"Ambitious this evening aren't we," Lois giggled.
Clark did not answer. Instead he grabbed Lois by the arm and lead her to the porch swing. Clark sat down and pulled Lois onto his lap so she was straddling him kissing her neck softly as she worked on the buttons of his shirt.
Lois's hip gyrated over Clark's lap as he thrust up to meet her. The sensuous friction was almost enough to do them both in. The porch swing swayed gently in time with their movement as Clark's hands glided up Lois's shirt eliciting a shiver of pleasure through her body.
Clark's hands slid under Lois's bra playing with her nipples until they were hard little nubs. Once Lois had Clark's shirt unbuttoned she slid it off of his shoulders and stood up unbuttoning his pants. Clark lifted weight off the swing to allow Lois to take off his pants. He slid the jogging pants Lois was wearing to the ground and pulled her back over him.
His hands slid back up her shirt unfastening the clasps of her bra and the sliding her shirt and bra both from her body. Finally, after more than twenty-four hours they were naked on the porch swing.
Clark laid down on the swing with his head on the arm and pulled Lois down over him. He notice the sun was beginning to set and thought Lois may be cold so he pulled the throw from the back of the porch swing down over them. He held her in his arms as their lips met in a slow wet kiss.
When their lips parted their eyes locked on each other. The sky had turned a shade of pink that seemed to make Lois's skin glow. Clark wondered if there would ever be a day when her radiance did not take his breath away.
Lois ran her hand down Clark's chest and between their bodies until she found his erection.
Clark's body impulsively arched and a deep moan escaped his lips at the feel of Lois's soft warm skin against his hard throbbing need. She held it firmly in her hand as she raised herself slightly gliding him into her wet opening.
"I love you, Lois," Clark whispered as she enclosed him in a heavenly wetness.
"I love you too, Smallville," Lois said as she fell against him. She still could not get enough of his naked body against hers. It felt so right that it sent an electrical jolt through her body each time they were together.
Clark smiled at Lois as his hand went to the back of her head pulling her into a slow delicate kiss. His hand caressing the smooth skin of her back as they both lay still enjoying the sway of the swing as they lay connected as one being. Neither one felt rushed for release. They had spent enough time the past week in the throws of passionate bliss. It was nice to just be intimate.
Finally, the temptation to feel more became to much and Lois began to move her hips slowly up and down. Her eyes found Clark's as dusk overtook the sky, leaving a shadowy darkness over his face.
In the distance crickets began to sing their evening song as darkness overtook the sky. Cl
