FAST CAR

While Clark's hand was dancing closer and closer to her heat he was surprised when the car suddenly turned right into a small path between the rows of corn.
She drove it far enough into the path to be sure that they were indeed alone.

Two hours ago he would have objected.

Two hours ago he wasn't going out of his mind.

Within seconds she was on top of him and while he was hiking her skirt up she was undoing his pants…

She had lost her mind…she just knew it. She had become so much in need that she was doing it with him in a car in broad daylight- and in the middle of a corn field at that. But she had lost all her will power, forgot all the reasons that she thought this was a bad idea. All she could think about was what his arms were doing and more specifically, the way his hands were caressing her backside.

When she freed his manhood, he proceeded to rip her panties right off of her…

Shocked by what he had just done, she said with a slightly scolding tone…."Clark!"

But the look in his eyes told her that he was not playing…he was not waiting any longer. She felt his strong hands on her sides lift her up, and her hands tried to find balance by landing on his chest. But she found that he was strong enough to balance her without any help from her.

In a split second he was inside her best part, she found her eyes closing and she found herself whimpering and moaning all the while she was calling his name out between the sounds she made. He responded by groaning and growling at her in response, each and every time she made a sound.

When she said his name for the fourth time, a hand pulled the back of her neck down to him and suddenly her mouth crashed into to his mouth.

Suddenly he was invading her in ways she couldn't begin to handle.

His hand on her backside was pulling her into him with such force, that she
knew what he wanted….what he needed….he would be maneuvering her under him any second now.

He had never felt like this with anyone. He was supposed to be "The Boy Scout", the guy who was always the perfect gentleman. He had never acted like this unless he had been infected with red kryptonite. But being with Lois…he suddenly felt lost to his baser instincts. All this time he had put them up and locked them; but somewhere in the course of two hours, he had become not only deep in desire, but determined to take what he felt like was his.

He had never acted like this with any other woman.

But for some reason it had become important to him to take charge of her.

She had agreed, and then had proceeded to flirt and plan and flirt some more.

But the last hour they both had been driven to their wits end.

After she had pulled over, he had quickly did what he had to do…he just had too.

It didn't matter why, but if he could have gotten away with it, he would have ripped her dress off as well.

After an eternity of his hands guiding her and him pushing up at her, he said in a low deep voice, thick with need…"I….mmmm…I need..uhhn…I need to be on top…." And then groaning and kissing her once again she found him clumsily trying to switch places and seats with her.

"Wait…hmm…wait…mmm…" she said anxious…he was failing to maneuver miserably, and began pulling her to him again
She wanted his clothes off of him…she wanted him on top of her…she wanted him to command her…she wanted to find a place were they could disappear and do this all week end.
"let me…let me …" but he wouldn't stop kissing her…she pushed away just enough to say… " let me switch seats….i need to be under you…you need to…"

"Hurry…" was the only thing he said.

She didn't waste time she knew exactly how to maneuver she had planned it out while he had been trying to attempt it the first time. She was anxiously pulling on him the moment she hit the seat.

"Any day now…." She said. But he quickly and gently placed himself between her legs, and back inside of her, she obliged by wrapping her legs around his waist and leaning her head back only to hear him tell her to "Open you're eyes…" in a very commanding tone.

She had never expected to see this side of him, commanding her, boldly directing her, pushing and pulling her. She wanted to ignore him and moan with the rhythm of him, but she opened her eyes and found him gazing at her…looking into her eyes as he slowly moved on her, it seemed like hours, but a few moments later he was pushing with what she assumed was all his might, and she was digging her hands into his shoulders as she hung on for dear life.

Their sounds were made in unison together and she was sure her heart was
going to beat out of her chest. But he didn't let up, and she never felt so heated with a man in her entire life. The effect he was having on her just made her get louder and louder.

The noises between them had become so loud, that she was sure half of Kansas could hear them. It took a long time for Clark to find release, but when he did, she responded with her own release. She stroked his head that he laid on her. He was leaning on his arms, so that he wouldn't crush her.

But his face was lying close to her breast, and the thought he had racing through his mind was how much more he wanted to do with her…to her…for her. He lifted his gaze to her face and watched her. Her eyes were closed, and she was still breathing heavy. When he lifted his hand stared to brush a hair out of her face, he was surprised to see her blushing.

After what they had started…she was blushing…it made him want to take her all over again.
Lois could see the direction of his thought as she turned three deep shades of red.
"Really? After all we've done I'm blushing at him." she thought to herself.
But she knew why….she was no longer on top of their relationship. Lifting up the evidence of this, she dangled the torn panties from her hand and said…"And Just what am I supposed to do with these?"

"Nothing!" He answered as he snatched them out of her hand "They belong to me now!" His grin grew larger as he replied cheerfully

"And so does everything that goes in them…" she could almost hear the implication being shouted between the lines. Her hand started stroking his chest and she gazed at it thinking about doing her own ripping.

She looked back up at him and realized he was watching her ogle him, and he was enjoying every minute of it. She didn't care.

Instead she asked him the only question that mattered. "You want to drive us out of here so we can get to round two?"

His eyes brightened and he replied mischievously "I thought you'd never ask…"