CHAPTER 9
About ten minutes later...
"So much for horseback riding," she quips as they run into the kitchen.
"Maybe tomorrow," coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist; nuzzling her neck.
"Umm," she sighs. "I love it when you do that."
"You seem to love a lot of things I do to you," whispering in her ear.
"Uh huh," her eyes closing for a moment as he continues kissing her neck. Then she turns in his arms and looks up at him. "Have I told you I love you today?"
"About ten minutes ago, but who's keeping track?" stifling a chuckle.
"Very funny, Smallville," lightly punching him on his upper arm.
He smiles down at her for a moment; then his smile turns pensive. "Believe it or not, I've missed you doing that," one hand moving to caress her cheek.
She smiles back at him. "Me too," lightly punching him again. "So..." after a moments silence, "What should we do now?"
"Well..." thinking about it for a moment, "I was thinking that we should get out of our wet clothes and get cleaned up," raising his eyebrows.
"Yes!" she exclaims; pulling herself out of his arms and running out of the room.
"Lois?" running after her. He follows her upstairs; finding her in the bathroom searching for something in one of the cabinets. "What are you looking for, Lois?" he asks her.
"This," pulling out a bottle and holding it up; a big smile on her face.
He peers closely at it; a smile forming on his face. "Bubble bath?"
"Oh yeah," nodding her head excitedly. "I've wanted to take a bath in this tub since I first laid eyes on it."
He walks up to her; his eyes twinkling. "I just love seeing you so happy."
She reaches up to softly kiss his lips. "Give me a few minutes to get ready - okay?" she tells him after pulling her lips away.
"Okay," kissing her once more before leaving the bathroom; closing the door behind him...
Ten minutes later...
Clark glances at the clock on the wall and wonders again what's taking her so long. He opens the door to the
bathroom and quietly steps inside. He finds Lois already sitting in the bathtub; her hair pulled up on top of her head. He walks over and kneels down behind her.
"I was wondering what was taking you so long," resting his hands on her shoulders. "Did you forget about me?" softly kissing the top of her head.
"No," she whispers back.
"Good," kissing her head again. "I'm happy to hear that," his hands gently caressing her shoulders. He looks closely at the bathtub; a slight frown on his face. "I don't think this bathtub is big enough for the both of us."
"I realized that when I stepped into it," a frown on her own face. She turns her head around and looks up at him, then down, then looking up again. "Why do you still have your jeans on?" she asks him curiously.
"I thought that you would like to have the pleasure of taking them off," his voice an octave deeper than usual.
"You did huh?" using the sultry voice that always gets to him.
"Oh yeah," his fingers moving down her arm. "I have an idea," he whispers. "What if I gave you a bath?"
"Really?" a surprised look on her face.
"Really," lowering his lips to hers. Then he gets up and walks over to the linen closet; pulling out a couple washcloths and a bottle of body wash. He comes back over and kneels down behind her again; dipping one of them into the warm water. He opens the bottle and pours some of the body wash on it; setting the bottle down on the floor.
"Umm," a soft sigh escaping her lips as he lays the washcloth on the back of her neck and begins to glide it all over her shoulders and neck.
"How does that feel?" he asks her as his hand moves down from her shoulders to her upper back.
"Soo good," her head tilting backwards.
"Good," he replies; his hand reaching down to her lower back. His hand then moves around and begins to caress her front. "That smells so good," he whispers; the scent of lilac wafting in the air.
"Oh yeah," she moans softly as he presses the washcloth against her breasts.
He loves to hear the soft moans coming out of her mouth. He moves the washcloth down her chest; continuing to move downward to her stomach. He glides it all over her stomach, then slowly moves it down to her inner thighs.
"Ohhh," she gasps as he begins to move the washcloth back and forth between her legs; pressing it firmly against her clit. She moans a little louder when he drops the washcloth and slips his finger into her. Then he adds another one and begins to thrust them inside her.
"It turns me on so much to see you enjoying what I'm doing to you," lowering his already deep voice as he adds a third finger and continues to penetrate her; hitting her aching inner walls over and over again.
"Oh, yes," she cries out as his fingers pick up speed; her hands gripping the sides of the bathtub as his other hand pulls at her breast. Her body twitches as he continues pleasuring her; her eyes bulging as her orgasm hits her full-force. He continues moving his fingers inside her for a little while longer as her body continues to convulse.
He slowly removes his fingers and picks up the washcloth; continuing to soap up the rest of her body as her body settles down. He lifts up her leg and slides the washcloth down the back of it, then the front; reaching her foot and caressing her toes with it. Her foot tenses up as he slips the cloth in between them. Then he lays down her leg and proceeds to do the same with her other leg; also laying it down.
He looks up at her just as she finally opens her eyes. "Wow," an amazed look on her face.
He flashes her the smile that always makes her toes tingle as he lays down the washcloth on the edge of the tub. "I take it you liked it?" winking at her.
"You know I did," splashing some water on him. "But you did forget one thing," a sly smile on her face.
"I did?" looking curiously at her. "What could I have possibly forgotten?"
"This," pointing to her backside.
"I see," a thoughtful expression on his face. "I am so sorry for that oversight," he says in a teasing tone. "Let me make up for it right now," picking up the washcloth again. "Now you know what you have to do," arching one eyebrow at her.
"Oh I do all right," getting down on her knees and gripping the front edge of the tub.
He reaches in and begins to glide the cloth down her backside; softly caressing it all over. She arches her back slightly as he moves it between her cheeks; gliding it up and down. "How's that?" he whispers.
"Umm," sighing as he continues to soap up the rest of her backside. Then he lays the cloth down again and scoops up some water; drizzling it between her cheeks. "Ohh," her ass twitching as he continues to rinse the rest of her body off.
He stands up and walks over to the linen closet; grabbing a big, soft fluffy towel. She steps out of the tub as he walks back up to her. She reaches for the towel, but he keeps it away from her. "Let me," laying the towel on her and beginning to dry her off, then wrapping it around her.
"We have GOT to do that again," smiling up at him.
"You better believe it," softly kissing her lips. "Do you think that maybe next time..."
"I know what you're going to say."
"You do, huh?" cocking his head to the side.
"You will ABSOLUTELY get your turn," a confident grin on her face. Then she slowly pulls away from him. "I'm going to wash my hair now, then you can clean up too," gently pushing him towards the door.
"Alright," kissing her one more time before walking over to the bathroom door and opening it. He pauses in the doorway. "Lanie?"
She looks up at him. "Yes, Smallville?"
"Would you like me to wash your hair for you?" his eyes dancing.
"Maybe next time," winking at him...
TO BE CONTINUED...