CHAPTER 36: THE NEXT MORNING
Lois rolls over in bed and finds she's all alone. Where is he? she wonders. Then she gets a whiff of something in the air. Umm, that smells good. She gets out of bed and walks over to bureau; taking out one of the flannel shirts that she had previously snuck out of Clarks closet. She leaves the room; walking down the hallway and entering the kitchen. Then she sees Clark standing at the stove making some pancakes. And as good as the food smells, what really captures her attention is what Clark is wearing; or rather what he's not.
"Clark?" leaning against the kitchen table with her hands resting on the edge.
He turns around and gives her his mega-watt smile; the one that always makes her toes tingle. "Good morning," shutting off the stove and walking over to her; pulling her into an ardent embrace. He kisses her passionately, then looks down at her and smiles again. "I see you're wearing another one of my flannel shirts," he remarks.
"And I see you're wearing nothing but a 'kiss the cook' apron," she counters.
"Well I couldn't resist wearing it," he quips. "But I have to admit it was the most unusual Valentine's Day gift I've ever received."
"But I do love the way you're wearing it," winking at him.
"I could never wear it like this at home," his hands moving under the shirt to cup her rear end and giving it a gentle squeeze. She gives a start as his hands take hold. He lowers his lips to whisper in her ear, "You like that don't you?" his tongue gently caressing her earlobe.
"Umm," she sighs; closing her eyes as his lips leave her earlobe and begin to make their way down her neck.
One of his hands flutters across her skin; not stopping until it reaches the soft hairs of her entrance. She sighs again as his fingers lightly skim through them; giving Lois a tingle deep in her core.
His fingers briefly leave her body to lift her up; setting her down close to the edge of the table.
She gasps out as one of his fingers slip inside her and begins to thrust. "Oh," she cries out as he adds another finger, then a third one; rapidly moving in and out of her. Her hands are resting on the table behind her for support as he continues his pleasurable activity; throwing her head back. His other hand expertly unbuttons the flannel shirt; allowing it to fall open and revealing her beautiful breasts.
"I just love how pink your nipples are," gliding his hand over one of them. He lowers his head to the other one and takes it into his mouth; pulling on it lightly with his teeth.
He continues to pleasure her breasts while still penetrating her with his fingers. Then her body begins to tremble and shake; an intense orgasm beginning to flow through her veins. "OH CLARK!" she cries out as it hits her; causing her to collapse onto the table; writhing with pleasure. He finally removes his hands and mouth from her body; leaning over her to softly kiss her on the lips.
She finally looks up and stares into his deep and penetrating blue eyes. "Oh wow," she finally manages to say.
He smiles back at her, then unties the apron and allows it to fall to the floor. He pulls her back up to a sitting position; wrapping her legs around his waist as he removes the flannel shirt from her and drops it on top of the now discarded apron. "I love how bold you are, Clark Kent," winking at him as she wraps her arms around him; her fingers caressing up and down his back.
"Call me, Kal," he growls; promptly slamming into her.
"Ahh," she gasps out as he penetrates her deeply; hitting her aching inner walls like a man possessed. Her fingers grip his back tightly as his hands grip her waist. Her head rears back when he finds her g-spot and hits it over and over again.
But it's when he adds the super speed that cause her eyes to roll back in her head as she has an orgasm that surpasses the one she had earlier; her legs gripping tightly to his waist. He gives her one last thrust as he has one of his own; collapsing onto the chair right behind him and bringing her along with him. Her head falls onto his shoulder; gripping his waist as tightly as he's gripping hers.
"Mmm," his cheek resting against hers.
"Now that's what I call breakfast," she quips; removing her head from his shoulder and smiling down at him.
"It's my specialty," winking at her. "Any time you want it, you got it," he replies.
"What if I said I wanted a second helping right now?" lightly caressing his face with her finger.
"How about we have breakfast first, then that second helping?" he asks her.
"Hmm," pretending to think about it. "Alright," she says. "I could go for something to eat," giving him another kiss before she gets off his lap. She sits down and watches as he walks over to the stove; returning a minute later with the pancakes. He sets it down on the table, then sits down.
"This looks good," she remarks; placing a couple of them onto her plate. But then she says, "I don't have any syrup," a disappointed look on her face. When he gets a mysterious smile on his face at her comment, she looks at him curiously. "What's with the smile, Smallville?"
"I noticed the other day that you were out of syrup. So I took the liberty of buying you some," getting up from his chair and heading for the refrigerator. He opens the door and pulls out a bottle, then closes it. He comes back to the table and hands it to her; sitting back down.
She stares at the bottle; her eyes widening. "You bought boysenberry syrup?" staring at Clark. "I can't believe you remembered; biting her lip to keep her eyes from tearing up.
"I remember a lot of things," he replies; moving his chair over to sit next to her and taking her hand. "You told me one time your mother used to make you pancakes for breakfast every Sunday morning when she was still alive. You also told me that you always had boysenberry syrup on them," smiling over at her. "When I was at the grocery store the other day, I was going to get you the maple syrup. But when I saw the boysenberry, I just had to get it for you."
"That is so sweet," leaning forward to kiss him. "Thank you," cupping his face in her hands.
"You don't have to thank me," smiling back at her.
"You know, I think I'd like that second helping now," kissing him behind the ear.
He looks at her curiously. "Are you sure you don't want to eat right now?"
"We'll eat afterwards," kissing him again.
"I don't have a problem with that," kissing her again. "So where do you want to have that second helping?"
She looks at him curiously. "I get to pick where?"
"That's right. Anywhere you want."
She gets a mysterious smile on her face. "How about somewhere we've never had sex before?"
"I wouldn't mind that at all," grinning at her. "What place do you have in mind, Ms. Lane?"
"Call me, Amber," lightly kissing him.
"Okay, Amber. Then you have to call me, Admiral."
"Alright, Admiral," smiling back at him.
"So back to my question. What place did you have in mind?" he asks again.
She gets off his lap and stands up; taking his hand and pulling him to his feet. "Follow me," walking towards the front door with him right behind her. She opens it and steps out into the hallway.
"Here? In the hallway?" looking at her a little puzzled.
"No silly," lightly punching him on the arm as she walks down the stairs; not stopping until they reach the middle of the Talon.
"Why are we stopping here, Lois?" he asks her.
"Why do you think?"
"You can't be serious!" he exclaims.
"You did say anywhere I want," raising one eyebrow at him.
"But what if someone comes in?" looking a little worried.
"The Talon doesn't open today until 10:00. And right now it's 7:30. We have plenty of time." She walks over to the juke box and pushes a couple buttons; walking back up to him as the music begins to play...
You don't have to be beautiful to turn me on, I just need your body baby from dusk till dawn...
"Kiss me," pulling his head towards hers and pressing her lips to his.
He moans softly as her tongue slips between his lips and begins caressing the inside of his mouth. He returns the favor; sticking his tongue inside hers. "Mmm," he moans again when her hands find their way to his ass; squeezing his cheeks with her fingers.
You don't need experience to turn me out, you just leave it all up to me, I'm gonna show you what it's all about...
He pulls his lips away from hers and stares into her eyes for a moment, then turns her around and pushes her up against the pillar; "Kal's back," murmuring in her ear. He grabs her arms and wraps them around the pillar.
"That's more like it," a smirk on his face as he grabs her waist and promptly enters her from behind.
You don't have to be rich to be my girl, you don't have to be cool to rule my world, ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with, I just want your extra time and your...Kiss...
"Oh, Kal," she cries out as he slides in and out of her; her fingers gripping the post as he continues to plunder inside her. He grunts with every thrust he gives her; moans continually escaping her lips. "Ahh!" she screams out as she has another orgasm; her body shaking uncontrollably. Then his orgasm hits a few seconds later; his head falling on her shoulder as he collapses against her.
"Mmm," lightly kissing her neck. "That was sooo good," he whispers in her ear.
You got to not talk dirty, baby if you wanna impress me, you can't be too flirty, mama I know how to undress me (Yeah)...
"Good?" she questions; turning around to face him. "That was f**king amazing," reaching up on tiptoes to kiss him. Then she slips out of his arms and pushes him up against the pillar; standing behind him. "My turn," she whispers in his ear; beginning to nibble her way down his neck.
"I love it when you do that," he murmurs as her lips continue down his back; kneeling down on the floor. When she reaches the small of his back she lays her hands on his cheeks and spreads them apart. "Ahh," he moans louder when she inserts her tongue and slowly begins to glide it up and down. His head rears back; gripping tighter to the pillar as she continues to lick him. Then she stops; removing her tongue and standing back up.
I want to be your fantasy, maybe you could be mine, you just leave it all up to me, we could have a good time...
"Turn around," she tells him firmly. He lets go of the pillar and turns around; opening his eyes to gaze into hers. "That's a good boy," she replies in a soft voice; a sly smile on her face. She lifts his arms up above his head, then slowly starts to kneel again as she licks and nibbles her way down his chest. He holds onto the pillar once again as she reaches 'Clark Jr.'
"Oh, Lois," he moans softly as her tongue slowly glides up his shaft; her hands cupping his balls at the same time. He continues to moan as she glides it up and down; closing his eyes at the glorious sensations her mouth is giving him. "Mmm," groaning when she lightly blows up and down his length; her warm breath hitting his now wet tip.
He grips the pillar even tighter when her mouth takes him all in and begins to suck; unable to keep from thrusting inside her mouth as her lips squeezes his throbbing erection. "AHH!" he screams out as his orgasm hits him hard; releasing into her as she deep throats him. His hands let go of the pillar and finds her head; pulling her mouth off him and bringing her up to her feet. He promptly crashes his lips onto hers; pushing her backwards. "My turn again," he murmurs into her mouth as he lifts her up and lays her down on one of the tables.
You don't have to be rich to be my girl, you don't have to be cool to rule my world, ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with, I just want your extra time and your...Kiss...
"Oh, Admiral," she moans softly as his lips pull away from her mouth and finds her breast; lightly pulling on her nipple while caressing the other one. After a while, his mouth leaves her breast and slowly begins to kiss his way down her stomach.
Women not girls rule my world, I said they rule my world, act your age, mama (Not your shoe size), not your shoe size, maybe we could do the twirl...
He suddenly removes his lips from her stomach. "I'll be right back," super speeding away.
"Clark? Where are you..." He returns a split second later. "...going?" finishing her sentence.
"I didn't want the syrup to go to waste," a smirk on his face as he opens the bottle and drizzles some of it on her soft, wet hairs of her entrance.
She moans softly as he begins to lap up the syrup; not missing a single drop. Then he lightly blows across them; causing a shiver to go up her spine. Her body writhes with pleasure as his tongue darts in and out of her; his hands caressing her ass.
"OH YES!" she cries out as her body convulses from another intense orgasm. He slowly removes his mouth and climbs onto the table; laying down on top of her. She's barely recovered from that climax when he enters her again. Her legs wrap around his waist as he thrusts inside her; hitting her g-spot over and over again.
You don't have to watch Dynasty to have an attitude, you just leave it all up to me, my love will be your food, Yeah...
"Give it to me, Kal," she cries out as he hits her aching inner walls even harder; her hands gripping his ass while his hands grip hers.
"Oh I'll give it to you, Amber," he growls in her ear again; adding his super speed.
You don't have to be rich to be my girl, you don't have to be cool to rule my world, ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with, I just want your extra time and your...Kiss...
The vibrations coming from his thrusts bounce off her inner walls; sending an intense wave of pleasure throughout her body. "KAL!" she screams out; her eyes bulging out of her head as she has yet another mind-blowing orgasm. He screams out her name a moment later when he has one of his own; releasing himself inside her; collapsing onto her.
They lay there for a few minutes; utterly drained from the intense love-making they just experienced. They gaze into each other's eyes. "All I can say is WOW!" she whispers softly.
"Yeah...WOW!" smiling back at her...
TO BE CONTINUED...
A/N: This is the last R/NC-17 chapter for this story. Only four more chapters plus an epilogue to go. *sighs*
Song used in this chapter:
Kiss by Prince