CHAPTER 5

"So what do you want to do now?" Lois asks Clark as they sit down on the couch in the living room.

"Well...I was thinking that we could go horseback riding, then have ourselves a picnic out in the garden," he replies. "Mr. White told me the owner has a stable on the property."

"The picnic sounds nice, but I'm not sure about the horses," a slight frown on her face.

He smiles back at her. "There's nothing to be afraid about," his arm wrapped around her shoulders. "I've already checked out the horses. You'll be fine," his fingers gently moving up and down her upper arm. "Besides, I'll be there just in case you fall," his eyes twinkling.

"Very funny, Smallville," raising her fist to give him one of her trademark punches.

He grabs her wrist. "Now, now Ms. Lane," his eyebrows raised. "There will be none of that," pulling her close to him. He gazes into her eyes as he begins to softly kiss her fingers.

"Umm," she sighs; closing her eyes. "You haven't done that in a long time," she murmurs.

"I know, and I'm sorry," he whispers; taking one of her fingers into his mouth and gently sucking on it. "But I plan on making up for it this week," he replies.

"You do, huh?" opening her eyes to give him a curious look.

"You better believe it," he says. "It's my evil plan to make love to you all week," his lips moving from her fingers to the base of her throat.

She tilts her head back; closing her eyes again as his lips travel from the base of her throat down towards her cleavage. Her breathing begins to accelerate with every kiss he leaves on her skin. His hands move to cover her breasts. "Oh yes," she moans as his fingers pull and pinch her nipples through the fabric of her tank top. Then he pulls it off and tosses it away.

He lays her down on the couch and hovers over her; admiring how her breasts fill the black satin cups of her bra. "You are SO sexy," he whispers; his fingers gliding down her taut abdomen to the edge of her jeans. He slowly pulls down the zipper, then grasps the edge of the waistband; pulling them down her legs and tossing them to the side. "I just love it when your panties match your bra," he quips; kissing his way back up to her neck. Then he gets off her and stands up.

She looks at him with a puzzled expression on her face. "Where are you going?"

"I forgot something. I'll be right back," winking at her. Sure enough, he's back in a few seconds; carrying a black tie in his hand.

"What are you going to do with that?" she asks him.

"You'll find out in a second," sitting down on the couch next to her. He quickly lays it over her eyes and securely ties it in the back.

"I don't think..." She's unable to finish her sentence because he lays one finger over her lips.

"I just want to remind you what we've been missing for the last two months," whispering in her ear, then slowly begins to leave a trail of soft kisses up and down her neck.

"Two months? I thought you said two weeks?" she says incredulously.

"I only said two weeks to see whether or not you'd pick up on it," still kissing her neck. "But you didn't," a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Well I know that two weeks ago I was coming to you to tell you that I thought I was ready, but..." her voice trailing off.

He stops kissing her neck. "But...what?" pulling the blindfold off and staring down at her. "What changed your mind? I really need to know."

She bits her own quivering lip; pausing a moment. "Okay," beginning to speak...

I think I'll have breakfast first, then take a shower; getting out of bed and walking out of the room. She's about to walk down the stairs when she hears the shower turn on. She pauses in front of the bathroom door; thinking about the last time they had taken a shower together. I miss it; still standing there. She stares at the door for a moment, then a smile slowly spreads across her face. What am I waiting for? she thinks to herself as she quietly opens the door; slipping inside. She unties her robe and lets it slip off her shoulders; the robe falling to the floor.

She sees Clarks silhouette against the shower curtain; sunlight streaming through the bathroom window. She watches as he leans back against the back wall; closing his eyes. Her eyes linger down to his crotch and sees how aroused he was. Looks like I'm just in time. She smiles to herself, then tip toes over to the shower curtain. She's about to pull it back when she sees his hand move down to his arousal and begin to squeeze.

She lets go of the curtain; her eyes widening in shock as he continues to squeeze himself; moans coming out of his mouth. She quickly picks up her robe; rushing out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. She sits down on the floor in the corner of the room; her knees pulled up to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. She rocks back and forth. He doesn't want me anymore; crying softly...

"Why didn't you tell me?" he asks her; softly touching her cheek.

"Because you had told me after we first made love on our wedding night that you didn't need to do it anymore. That I was enough for you," she says quietly. "But when I saw you, I just..." her eyes beginning to water a little.

He bites his own lip; a sorrowful look in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he says. "I didn't plan on it happening. You see, that morning when I woke up, I reached out to touch the back of your neck and you..."

"I...what?" she asks.

"You flinched when I touched you." He sighs heavily; his own eyes watering. "I went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I just leaned against the back wall and thought about how much I missed being with you. I just needed some kind of release because it was painfully obvious that you didn't want me and..."

"I did want you. I do want you," her hand reaching up to touch his cheek.

"I want you too, Lois," he whispers back. "I need you," he adds; touching her cheek back.

"I need you too," biting her lip again. She reaches down to the floor and picks up the discarded tie; handing it to him. "Want to try again?" a coy smile on her face.

"Really?" a hopeful look on his face.

"You better believe it," she quips.

"Okay," laying the tie over her eyes and securely tying it once again. "You'll love what happens next," his voice dropping an octave. Her body quivers at the voice that he only uses in their most intimate moments. His fingers wrap around her wrists, then he lifts her arms until they're resting behind her.

"So what happens next?" she asks him; her voice just a little bit shaky.

"You'll find out in a minute," he says teasingly; briefly lifting himself off her to grab something off the floor behind the couch. He sets it down on the floor in front of the couch; still hovering over her. His fingers unfasten the front clasp of her bra with ease; slowly peeling back the satin cups to reveal her beautiful breasts. A gasp escapes her lips as she feels his fingers begin to pull on her nipples.

"Ohhh," she moans as he continues to pinch and pull on them. Then he lets go of one of them and lowers his mouth to it; taking in as much of her breast as possible. She moans louder as he continues to greedily suck on it; her back arching off the couch.

"You'll really like this," he mutters between sucks. He reaches down to the floor and retrieves an ice cube from the glass he had set down. His mouth lets go of her breast, then he lightly touches her nipple with the ice cube.

"Ahh," her skin reacting to the coldness; her nipple hardening quickly. He does the same thing to her other nipple; gliding the ice cube back and forth between the two. He slips the ice cube between the two; sliding it down to her stomach. He drops the ice cube back into the glass and lowers his lips to her stomach; licking up the droplets of water. He swirls his tongue briefly in her belly button, then glides it down to the edge of her lacy panties.

"Umm," he moans softly; his tongue slipping beneath the edge. His fingers slip into the sides of her panties; her hips lifting off the couch so he could pull them over her backside. He continues to slowly pull them down her legs; the silky fabric creating more tingles within her. He finally pulls it off and tosses it to the side. "You are so beautiful," he whispers; kneeling down between her legs.

She gasps as he raises her left leg and rests it on top of the couch. Then he bends her right leg at the knees; gently pushing it back until her knee is pressed against her breast. "Oh," she moans softly as she feels his lips touch her entrance; lapping up the moisture within the soft hairs. Then his mouth envelops her clit; taking it into his mouth and gently sucking on it. "MORE!" she cries out as he continues to suck and nibble between her thighs.

"I'll give you more," he murmurs with a low growl; causing her to writhe even more when his tongue slips inside; darting in and out of her.

"I think I'm cuming," she cries out; her body shaking. He promptly speeds up as her orgasm hits her; using his super-speed to prolong her pleasure. Her eyes roll back in her head; her body writhing beneath him. He finally removes his mouth; lowering her legs and softly kissing his way back up her body. He removes the tie from around her eyes and gazes down at her; waiting for her to open them. She slowly opens them and gazes up at him. "Wow, Smallville," her voice barely above a whisper.

"So did I give you more?" he asks her.

"Absolutely," smiling up at him. "But you do know what has to happen next - don't you?" she says coyly.

"If it's what I think it is..." his eyebrows raised.

"You better believe it," she replies. He sits back on the couch and watches as she gets up; picking up her jeans and tank top.

"Why are you getting dressed?" he asks her as she puts on her jeans and tank top; leaving the panties and bra on the floor where he tossed them.

"You'll find out in a minute," echoing his earlier words. Then she picks up the tie and leans over him; tying it around his eyes. "Do you trust me?" whispering in his ear.

"Yes," he whispers hoarsely.

She takes his hand and leads him out of the living room. "So where are we going?" he asks her.

"Patience, my dear Mr. Kent," she replies; stopping in front of a door in the kitchen.

"You're being very mysterious," he remarks.

"I'm just full of surprises," she says; opening the door...

To Be Continued...