CHAPTER 8
Still on the kitchen table…
"So what else do you have in mind Smallville?" she asks sweetly; gazing up into his sparkling blue eyes.
"The kind of things that a Boy Scout would never think about," winking at her.
"That doesn't really answer my question now does it?" lightly punching him on the shoulder.
He smiles down at her, then stands up without saying another word; walking over to the refrigerator. She watches as he leans in to pull out something. "You know, you have a very nice little ass there Smallville."
He closes the door and looks over at her; a slight frown on his face. "Little? Nice?"
She sits up and stares back at him; her legs dangling off the table. "What did you expect me to say?"
He shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know. I guess I thought it would be more than just 'nice'"; walking back over to her and placing something on the table next to her.
"Awe," she coos. "Did I hurt Clarkies feelings?" running her fingers through his hair.
"Well…maybe just a little," he concedes; stroking her hair in return and pulling her up almost to the edge of the table.
"I'll make it up to you," she whispers as she begins nibbling on his ear. He moans softly as she uses her tongue to lightly trace the outside of his earlobe. Then her eye happens to glance down at the table and sees what he just put there.
"I see you took out the whipped cream," she remarks; "Just what exactly do you intend to put it on?" raising her eyebrows at him in a flirtatious way.
He gives her a mysterious smile. "You'll find out in a few seconds"; lowering his lips to her in a deep kiss. Then he slowly removes his lips from hers; pulling up a chair in front of her and sitting down. He grabs her by the legs and swings them over his shoulders; her knees resting on top of them.
His sudden movement startles her; her eyes wide-eyed as he picks up the whipped cream and spreads some between her legs. Her arms are stretched out behind her; her hands resting on the table for support. "Oh," she moans softly; the coldness of the whipped cream giving her a thrill throughout her body.
He looks up into her eyes and gives her a sexy little smirk; saying "I'm still hungry," by way of explanation. Then he dives right in between her legs and begins to lick it off; his hands cupping her ass. She continues to moan as he nibbles and licks her all over her core entrance; driving her wild with desire.
Her inner walls are throbbing like crazy. Then he inserts his tongue and thrusts it into her over and over; swirling his tongue all around inside her. She arches her back; her head also falling back as he continues to pleasure her.
"Oh," she moans as he removes his tongue and inserts several of his fingers; penetrating her like nothing she's ever experienced before. His fingers hit her achingly sensitive inner walls over and over again. "Ahh," she continues to cry out. With every moan, he moves his fingers faster and faster. They move so fast that the vibrations push her over the edge; causing a mind-blowing orgasm to begin flowing through her veins.
It turns him on to see the absolute pleasure etched on her face as he continues to bring her off.
He slows down as it hits her. When it begins to subside, he starts all over again; bringing her to another massive orgasm. He continues to do it over and over again.
"OH CLARK!" she screams out; her arms giving way behind her. She falls back onto the table; her eyes rolling in the back of her head.
He's been looking up into her eyes the entire time; watching the expressions on her face as he brings her to climax after climax. When she finally collapses onto the table, that's when he finally slows down; slowly removing his fingers.
He removes her legs from his shoulders and leans over her to stare into her eyes. But they're closed. "Lois?" gently patting her cheek. But she doesn't answer him. "Lois, honey?" he whispers; patting her cheek again. "Are you okay?" concern showing on his face.
Her eyes are half-open when she says, "Oh Clark," in a dreamy voice. He smiles at her; stroking her face. "Oh Clark," she says again; smiling up at him.
"Are you going to be okay?" he asks her.
"I'll be okay," she says in a soft voice. "I just need to rest a little – okay?"
"Okay," he says softly. Then he picks her up from the table; carrying her in his arms and heading towards the stairs.
"Where are you taking me?" she asks him.
He looks down at her. "To my bed Lois." He climbs the stairs; her head resting on his shoulder. He walks into his bedroom and lays her down on the turned-down bed; her head resting on one of the pillows.
"Mmm," she sighs. "These sheets feel so…"
"Silky?" he responds.
"Uh huh," she sighs again; closing her eyes.
"That's because they are silk Lois."
She opens her eyes and stares up at him. "You're just full of surprises aren't you Smallville?" arching one eyebrow at him.
"Only the very best for you my love," leaning over her and lightly kissing her lips. Then he slowly pulls away and walks over to the bedroom door.
"Where are you going?" she asks anxiously.
"I'm just going to get something from downstairs. I'll be right back," blowing her a kiss. He's back within five seconds; placing some candles around the room – which he lights using his heat vision.
She stares at him in surprise. "I didn't know you could do that?" she exclaims.
"I haven't told you everything yet Lois. There's a lot more to Clark Kent than you realize," smiling at her again. Then he walks back to the door and closes it; shutting the lights off as well. He picks up the phone from the bedside table and begins to dial a number.
She looks curiously at him. "Who are you calling, Clark?"
"Chloe," he responds.
"Why?" she asks out of curiosity.
He holds up one finger to his mouth. "Shh," he mouths as he's waiting for Chloe to answer. "Hello Chloe. It's Clark. I just wanted to let you know that Lois won't be home tonight. She'll be staying with me the whole weekend." He listens for a minute. "You want to talk to her? I'm afraid that's out of the question. Why? She's resting up for our next go-around. Bye." He hangs up; a mischievous grin on his face.
"You are sooo bad, Clark Kent," she quips.
"I know. But I would bet a million dollars right now that Chloe was so turned on by what I just said that she's probably getting naked right now," raising his eyebrows at her. But he will never know just how right he turned out to be.
He puts the phone back on the bedside table and lies down next to her. "I thought we could both rest for a while," lightly stroking her body with his finger. He pulls her gently to him; her back resting against his chest. She rests her head against his shoulders; his arms around her.
As they drift off to sleep in each other's arms, he whispers "Good night, Lois."
"Good night, Superman," she whispers back.
He opens his eyes for a moment and stares down at her. Superman? But she's fast asleep. He closes his eyes again and falls asleep himself; a smile on his face.
TO BE CONTINUED...
