Chapter 8 - Finale

She had begun to melt into him about half-way through his speech, but it was the 'please' that broke her. He rarely asked for what he wanted he just demanded it, and he never said 'please'.

Chloe buried her head into his chest, she couldn't look at him. She felt foolish; maybe this was all just more than she was really capable of. She sighed and tried to think of what to say, how to tell him if she really even knew herself.

"Chloe, talk to me," his voice was so soft and reassuring as if he could fix all the troubles of the world. She almost laughed, he always helped her. Always fixed what was wrong, made her feel better. For almost a year whenever she was upset or confused or just needed to talk to someone he was the one that she went to, he was her best friend. She could tell him, he would make it better, he always did.

Taking a deep breath but still refusing to look up at him she said the only thing she could think of, "I'm scared."

He heard the words and was actually relieved, this he could deal with. Of course she was scared, because she'd never done this before. If he wasn't sure of that fact before he certainly was now. "Chloe you don't have to be afraid, we will go as slow as you want. I can't promise it won't hurt, but I can promise that I will make you forget about the pain." He was stroking her back now with the other hand gently moving through her hair.

"That's not what I meant, but now that you mention it, I am a little scared about that part too." She looked up and into his eyes now, she saw the confusion there, and tried to form the words to tell him what was really wrong. She moved her hand up to the side of his cheek her fingers lightly tracing the fine bones of his face. "Lex, I'm afraid I won't be good enough. I was never afraid of measuring up to the bimbos before me when we were talking or arguing, because that's what I am good at, what I am comfortable with. I am safe with the banter and sparring. But this, this is all new, I don't know what to do, how to do anything, I… I uuummm, I just don't want to be a disappointment." She looked down as she finished, not able to look him in the eyes, afraid that she was see that he knew she was right. She did not expect what came next.

He laughed; she not only heard the noise, but the rumble in his chest as he hugged her tightly but continued to laugh. Then as she was about to shove him away and run for the door, either from being mortified to death or pure anger she wasn't sure, he forced her chin up to look at him. "Chloe you are the most adorable, perfect, beautiful and insane woman I have ever met." While not sure if she felt okay about the laughing, the 'adorable, perfect and beautiful' part was nice; she was choosing to ignore the insane part for the moment.

"I know you haven't done this before, and I don't expect you to act like the women I have been with. I would be disappointed if you did. I don't want a woman who knows all the tricks; I want someone to feel everything I do and to want me as much as I want them. Not for my money, or what I can do for them, only for what my body can give to theirs. And it would be nice to have a conversation occasionally as well. With you, I think I can have all of it, and that is not something I have ever come across before. As for the what's and the how's it will be my pleasure to show you." The last part came out husky, his voice a deep whisper. She shivered at the sensuality in his voice, and the breath she felt on her face as he spoke to her.

He leaned in and captured her mouth in a sensuous kiss. She moaned as his tongue slid into her mouth and she began to kiss him back, the need blocking out everything else. He deepened the kiss and felt her body loosen beneath his grip. After a minute or so of assuring himself that he had truly kissed her senseless, he shifted her body, reached down and swung her up into his arms. He then proceeded up the stairs and to his bedroom.

He sat her gently on the bed, continuing to kiss her as he moved his hand up to cup her face. He then moved his head back and looked down into her face. Her eyes were shut, her lips plump from his kisses. He kissed her forehead and then looked back down into her eyes. She saw his face, so near and realized there was a glow around him. She leaned back slightly and her eyes scanned the room. Her breath caught at the sight around her. They were in his bedroom, just like earlier, but now there were candles and flowers everywhere. On every surface, on the furniture and scattered around on the floor were candles, all sizes and shapes, in candelabras and in glass bowls. There were flowers; she took a deep breath and she could smell them now. There were vases of lilies and orchids, and bright red tulips and the floor was covered in what seemed to be purple rose petals. She looked back into his eyes, the tears threatening to come now at the grandness of his gesture.

"Oh Lex, it's…. beautiful," her whisper breaking somewhere in the middle at the softness she now saw in his eyes. The tears rolled down her cheeks before she realized it.

He smiled and brushed away her tear with the pad of his thumb before kissing her wet cheeks, "No, you're beautiful, the room is just decoration."

He had done all that for her, to make her feel special, and she did. She suddenly wasn't afraid anymore, everything really was, just perfect.

Chloe reached up and brought his face down to hers and kissed him, the way she had dreamed of for so long. Her hand moved up his neck and her fingers traced the smooth skin on the back of his head. He groaned at the sensation she was causing, but more so at the realization that she would finally be his.

Lex wrapped his arms around her and deepened the kiss that he now seemed to be drowning in. He slid his hand up her back underneath the soft fabric of her shirt. Her skin was like velvet under his fingertips. She moaned into this mouth at the sensations that where racking her body. The heat of having him so close; his kisses were pushing all coherent thought from her head and now his hands on her bare skin were driving her mad.

Chloe needed to feel him, feel his skin, the heat that he was giving off. She moved her hands down his collarbone and to the buttons on the front of his shirt. She felt one of his hands now on the back of her head, weaving into her hair, keeping her in place to receive his now demanding kisses. She could barely concentrate on the buttons with the feel of his tongue moving against hers the feel of it caressing the inside of her mouth, like he was swallowing her whole and she welcomed it all. Her frustration peaking at being kept from her destination, she took hold of each side of his shirt where she had failed to open the fourth button and pulled, sending the remaining buttons flying and skittering across the floor.

Lex pulled back from the kiss at the sound of his shirt being torn open, his eyes wide as he looked down at Chloe, her face a mixture of lust and apprehension. She looked up, suddenly realizing what she had done, mumbling 'I... I'm… sorry… I-"

He placed a finger on her lips to quiet her and could not quite contain the soft laugh that rolled in his throat. "It's ok, it was worth it," he stated. Then reached forward to her shirt and ripped it completely open. "And then some", he added in a much huskier tone now.

All the laughter gone as his eyes darkened again and his mouth moved to her collarbone and began to kiss the flesh he found there. Chloe could only hold on to him as his mouth moved on her. His sucked at the flesh of her neck, pulling it gently between his teeth before soothing it with his tongue as he moved further down her chest, trailing kisses and nipping at her until he reached the edge of her dark red lace bra. He planned to show her exactly how much she meant to him tonight, and for many nights to come.

Lex lifted her slightly off the bed and moved her further into the center. He maneuvered his knee between her legs and settled beside her. His mouth seeking hers and they kissed as though it had been ages since they had done so. She used the slight break to move her hands in his shirt and push it off of his shoulders. He released his hold on her long enough to toss the shirt off onto the floor. She groaned at the feeling of running her hands up and down the flesh of his back. Her hands were like fire on him, her touch was so gentle it was killing him. He reached around her back and with a twist of his fingers released the clasp of her bra. Sliding the strap slowly down her shoulder and then pulling at the center of it exposed her creamy breasts to him for the first time.

Leaning back on his elbow as he pulled the garment free of her body his mouth watered at the sight before him. Chloe felt a twinge of nerves at first but they disappeared when she looked up into his heated eyes.

"So beautiful," he murmured as his head dipped down to taste the flesh his eyes were devouring. She felt his tongue drawing circles around her breast, silently begging him to touch her nipples that were now almost painfully hard. His left hand seemed to mirror his mouth's actions gently caressing her but never fully.

Then she was silent no more. "Lex, please," her voice strained and almost begging him to satisfy the need that was building within her. The sound of her voice pulling at him, he lapped at the stiff bud before closing his lips around it, while closing his fingers over her right breast. She arched up, suddenly unable to control her body as the waves of pleasure that he was creating washed over her.

Lex worshipped her chest a little longer before trailing more wet kisses down her stomach. Her abdomen twitched under his soft caresses and he relished the way that she responded to him. His hand found the zipper on the side of her skirt and was maneuvering her out of it almost as she realized she would now be practically naked in front of him. She needed to kiss him again, to forget her fears, to lose herself in him. She pulled at the back of his head and pleaded, "Lex, kiss me." He moved up and covered her lips with his without question, somehow knowing what she needed. He would go as slow as she wanted, if they had to stay in bed until Sunday it was fine with him, which was pretty much his plan anyway.

He felt that he needed to give her one more chance to change her mind. If she really did want to stop then he had no doubt by the end of the weekend he could convince her otherwise. Lex Luthor could be quite persuasive when he wanted to be. He pulled back from the kiss and stroked her cheek with his thumb. "Chloe if you want to stop we can." His tone was so gentle and she knew that he meant it, but she could see his eyes were willing her to go on.

She reached up and touched his face, bringing her finger down to his lips, loving the freedom to touch him at will. She took a breath and then spoke her voice slightly shaky bur confident. "No, I don't want to stop. I just….this is as far as I have ever gone. I'm just nervous I guess." The last part came out in a slight rush, as she tried to get all the words out before she lost the nerve to say them.

Lex froze as the words dawned on him. He was pretty sure that he would be her first, but hearing her say it was a whole new level of realization. And the fact that he didn't really think they were that far along and it was already new territory for her made him feel well, a little like a cradle robber. While he knew she was probably more woman that half the ones he had ever fucked, she was different, special. He had avoided taking a virgin for years, for just this reason, it made him feel like an ass. Especially with Chloe she was giving him something so precious, trusting him, and he had nothing to give her.

Chloe watched the emotions play across his eyes. She was afraid he was changing his mind, something she hadn't really considered until just now. "Lex, I'm sorry I didn't mean to ruin the moment." She was stroking his face, but the worry in her voice was strong.

He heard her tone and immediately tried to reassure her. "Chloe you didn't spoil anything. I just wish I didn't feel like I was taking everything from you with nothing to give in return." His eyes never left hers, and she felt better, somehow realizing that she meant more to him than just sex, something she had always assured herself was true but could never seem to quash that last bit of doubt in her mind until now. It was as if she read his thoughts, knowing what was bothering him.

"You do have something to give me, the most perfect night of my life, something I believe you promised me at one point." She smiled and was glad when he returned it. "You're my choice Lex, you have always been my choice, the one I waited for was you. I know you couldn't wait for me, I mean you didn't know me when you were, what was it, thirteen?" She laughed at the last part, hoping to lighten the mood. He laughed then, "Actually it was my fourteenth birthday thank you very much."

Chloe laughed too, "Well, this was supposed to be my eighteenth birthday present to myself, but I was thwarted by Jose Cuervo and Clark Kent."

His arms tightened around her, he wasn't angry, but he did not like Clark's name coming off her lips, not in any context and not in his bed. "Well then I guess we'll just have to sure the belated gift is all you wanted and more."

Then his lips descended on hers again. His hand moved down until it slid below the edge of her panties. His fingers found her curls and wove through them moving to her center. He shifted down the bed and pulled the lace from her body. He then slid his hand up her right leg to the top of her stockings and putting a finger under each side slid it down and off her foot, he then repeated the action on her left leg, leaving her completely naked in front of him. He stood for a moment trying to still his hunger and drinking in her beauty. He promised himself that he would memorize every inch before the weekend was out.

"Lex," she spoke softly but he heard the worry in her voice, as he had been lost in his thoughts too long.

"I'm here," his voice as low as hers but there was no mistaking the want in his tone. He returned to her lips and his hand moved back to the apex of her thighs. She was panting softly as he kissed her lips and then down to her neck. He whispered softly into her ear. "Baby, spread your legs for me."

She moaned, her fingers digging into his back. Whether it was the words, his tone, or the anticipation of what was coming, she didn't know. But it set her body on fire. She complied with his request and was rewarded by the most amazing sensation as his fingers brushed over her folds. His touch was gentle but she felt like her whole body was tingling, and breathing was becoming difficult.

Lex's mind was reeling. He had been with hundreds of women, but she was making him lose his mind and he was still half dressed, and quite uncomfortably so at this point. She was so wet and she was making these little noises. 'God, what is she doing to me?' He moved a finger to her entrance and gently slid it in, feeling how tight she was. 'So tight, so wonderfully tight,' he thought of how tight she would feel when he was fully inside her.

"Chloe," he rasped out as she arched into him.

"Lex" seemed to be the extent of her vocabulary at this point.

She never knew it would feel so good; his fingers were magic. He was suckling on her breast now and the dual sensations were making her body writhe under him. He circled her clit once then inserted a second finger. They moaned together as he sped up his movements. Lex kissed her lips again and then traced a pattern down to her neck. His thumb began to move over her sensitive nub while his fingers continued to reach inside her, filling her and yet creating a need for something more.

The feeling was electric; she wanted to find the release, had to find it, before the intensity was too much. "God, Lex, please!" She couldn't manage anymore, but he understood. He increased the pressure of his thumb and suddenly he felt her breath hitch in her throat. As he felt her muscles contract around his fingers he heard her scream his name. He knew she would be a screamer, and he loved it. He had dreamed of this moment, hearing his name forced from her lips by ecstasy.

Chloe felt as if her body was flying apart, shots of pure energy were shooting from her center; the waves of pleasure washed over her to drown out everything. She knew she was moaning and panting, writhing as she rode out her orgasm, but she didn't care. It was too wonderful, too perfect, and when the world righted itself again she felt him slip out of her, but then his arms wrapped around her as his lips moved softly against hers.

She returned the kiss, delighting in all the new sensations that were flowing across her body. Until she realized that her legs were caressing fabric and not the skin she so much wanted. While it was a very soft and luxurious fabric, it had to go. Her hand moved down his chest until it found the waist of his pants. She managed to unhook the button and slowly unzipped the slacks, however there was no way for her to remove them without his help. As if his mind was reading hers he shifted and was sliding off the bed. His pants and boxers now in a heap on the floor, he crawled back up her body, this time settling between her thighs.

She had wanted to touch him, kiss him, and explore the body that she had dreamed of on so many nights. "Lex, I want to touch you." She hoped it didn't sound too whiny, but she didn't seem to have all that much control at this point, and complete sentences were a struggle.

He looked in her eyes and kissed her lips. "There will be plenty of time for that later, but if you touch me now, I will be lost." He wasn't sure that she would understand, but his will power did not seem to be what it used to be, at least not with her. He needed to be inside her, just hearing her when she found her release had almost thrown him over the edge.

He moved up on his hands and positioned himself at her entrance, she was dripping for him and he moaned as he felt her softness on him. He moved forward and he could feel her body all around him, he thought he might die from the pleasure and sensation of her until he felt her body stiffen. Looking down in her eyes, and saw the fear. "Shhhh, relax, you have to relax, Chloe." He was speaking softly and the sound of his voice was soothing her. She relaxed and he moved further. She felt a fullness she had never known, she moaned as he bent and suckled on a place on her neck. He pulled back and thrust all the way into her then stopped as he heard her scream.

She knew it was coming, but she had forgotten for a second with the feeling of Lex inside her, then this shooting pain, and she screamed slamming her eyes shut and digging her fingers into his back. He wasn't moving and the pain was subsiding, there was just a slight ache and a feeling of discomfort. Now she didn't know what to do, stay still, move, say something. She was lost, and then she heard Lex speaking in her ear and felt these tiny kisses on her throat and behind her ear. Most of the words she couldn't make out; she just concentrated on his voice and soon her hands were moving on his back, she wanted whatever came next.

Lex felt her relax again and pulled back and moved into her slowly. This time he was rewarded by a soft moan. Her eyes were still shut and he had felt the wetness of the few tears that escaped onto her cheek when he kissed her. He would make it up to her. He would make this the most enjoyable night of her life and then repeat it for many nights to come.

She could not have described the feelings she was having if she had a year to do so. She was in ecstasy, for as good as it had felt to have his fingers inside her, this was on a whole new level. Chloe began to move her hips to meet him; she wrapped her legs around his waist and tried to pull him closer. It was so much but she wanted more.

Lex was trying to be gentle, she was responding to him and it was driving him wild. It took every ounce of will power to control his thrusts. All hope of control was thrown out the window as she spoke two words, "Harder, Lex." She was panting now, but she didn't care, the feelings were swirling in her now, waiting for heaven.

"Chloe," was all he managed to get out, before he began driving harder into her. She was so tight; she was squeezing the life out of him. He was racing toward the finish line and was determined not to leave her behind. Just as he had that thought she rasped out "OH, God, Yes!" and then "LEX!" as she exploded.

White hot light and then color, showers of shimmering flashes and waves of symphonies collided around her. She felt bolts of lighting shoot across her soul as waves beat across her body as she felt him pushing her further till all was bliss. The contractions of her body caught him by surprise and sent him flying into oblivion. He shouted her name and then locked his jaw as the passion burst over him.

They were both left panting for breath, barely moving as all strength had left their bodies. When he regained a sliver of energy he pushed up off her slightly to move away from her, afraid he was hurting her. Chloe clung to him with what power she had left in her limbs and whispered, "Stay." She needed the feeling of him on her, the touch of his skin, the weight of his body, just being enveloped by him. He settled back onto her, but placed some of his weight on her forearms and moved his head up to capture her lips. Their kisses were slow and languorous. He felt like he was a dying man trying to draw eternity from her mouth.

Lex couldn't recall ever really kissing a woman after sex. Once he was sated he had always just wanted them to leave so he could sleep in peace. Tonight was different; he never wanted to be out of the reach of her skin again. He had known it would be different with her, but he had never expected to feel so connected to her, and so….happy. He also laughed at that; happy was not a state that he was well acquainted with.

Finally he rolled them sideways so he didn't have to worry about his weight on her; she seemed so small curled up beside him. She pulled her head back and stared up into his eyes. Running her fingers down the side of his cheek she smiled. Then, when she couldn't hold back any longer she laughed. Chloe was happier than she had been in well, ever. She had finally done it. She had made her dreams come true. Well with some help from Lex but she couldn't help the feeling of satisfaction that settled over her at having gotten something she wanted, and now realizing that she had no intention of letting it go. 'I guess I know what to concentrate my efforts on now,' she thought, 'although keeping him may be as difficult as getting him.' She frowned slightly at that thought and Lex brought his finger up to where her brows were knit together in worry or concentration he wasn't sure.

"Okay, first you laugh at me, now frowning, I'm not sure this is what I had in mind at this point," his voice was jovial but there was an edge of tension surrounding it.

She laughed again. "I was just thinking how things work out sometimes if you really put your mind to something."

Now it was Lex's turn to look perplexed. "Put your mind to what?"

"Well, getting you, silly, or more specifically getting here," her happiness now ringing in her words.

Lex laughed, "What makes you think it was you getting me and not me getting you?" That smirk she loved was on his face and his eyebrow rose as it posed the question to her. Suddenly she was stunned. Was he really after her before; was their pursuit a two way street? 'Well, if he wanted me too, then we are really bad at this game.'

"Were you," she questioned "trying to get me?"

He looked into her eyes and knew there was no way he was going to lie to her now. He would confess to the power she held over him, and prayed that he would not regret it. "I was. I have been for months." He held his breath and waited for her response. It was not one he would have expected.

She smiled brightly, that one that made him a little dizzy and said "Well, then you suck at this seduction thing." The shock registered on his face instantly, but as he was about to speak, she cut him off. "But to be totally fair, I clearly suck at it more since I have been trying to seduce you for a year." She was still smiling as he tried to process what she was saying.

"Are you telling me you have been after me for a year, while I slept alone dreaming about you?" He almost sounded mad.

Of course, that only made her laugh more and her smile got even bigger if that was possible. "Yep." He still appeared to be in deep thought when she abruptly pulled him out of it. Her voice was low and sultry as she spoke, "I promise to spend however long it takes making it up to you though." His eyes snapped to hers and saw the desire there that was mirrored in his own.

"Well, then I am definitely ready to start on a new plan," his tone matching hers.

"Yeah, but from now on we plan together," she grinned slightly.

"Agreed."

And that was the last thought either of them had as his lips descended on hers again and again and again…..

THE END