Clark POV
My chest felt lighter, my heart felt bigger, my mind felt free and best of all my lips felt on fire.
I was kissing Lana and there was no leftover guilt involved. The feeling was liberating. There was a distinct difference in our kiss. It was no longer bittersweet. It was all passion and love.
Unfortunately, pretty soon the rest of my body caught on to that fact as well.
As I tried to imperceptibly shift over so that my, ahem, arousal wasn't so apparent, Lana stopped kissing me and looked straight down at me.
"What are you doing? What's wrong?"
I felt the familiar feeling of heat in my cheeks. "Ummm, nothing."
Lana cocked her head at me. "Yeah right. Did we already forget our whole promising to be honest with each other thing?"
"No." I said uncomfortably. "I just don't want you to think I can't control myself around you."
Lana sat up from her laying down position in my lap and straddled me. She wrapped both of her arms around my neck and jutted her hips forward as she pressed the warmth between her legs against the hardness between mine.
I couldn't help the groan that came out of my mouth at the sensation.
"Is this," Lana pressed herself against me again. "What you're so worried about?"
I took a deep breath as I seemed to have lost some of it along the way. "Yeah. I
guess."
"Do me a favor Clark? Please don't control yourself around me. Not right now. Not right this second." Lana bent her head to mine and kissed me again. She slipped her tongue inside my mouth and I felt my insides go to mush.
Lana continued to kiss me as I felt her slowly unbuttoning my plaid shirt. As soon as the shirt was off she reached for the bottom of my undershirt and pulled that off as well. Her hands were all over my chest and every time they brushed passed a nipple I felt my breath hitch.
Lana broke the kiss and raised an eyebrow. "Does this," She brushed my nipple with the pad of her pointer finger. "Affect you?"
I gasped. "Yeah. It's a little embarrassing. Who ever heard of a guy with sensitive nipples?"
Instead of answering me Lana bent her head and swiped her tongue across my left nipple.
"Jesus! What are doing?"
I could feel Lana smiling as she passed her tongue across it once again and immediately after sucked it into her mouth.
I yelped and in one swoop picked her up off of my lap and had her lying down on the couch underneath me as I lifted her sweater.
Two could play at this game.
This will continue in Clarks POV
The night was no longer night anymore. In my minds eye I could practically see the sunrise. The start of a new day.
New beginnings.
My hand under Lana's sweater was not necessarily new, but the sweater flying across the room along with her tank top and bra……..that definitely qualified as something new.
I looked down at Lana and couldn't deter my eyes from staring at her breasts. Not the first time I was seeing them, but damn if they didn't look better each time.
I raised myself on one elbow and with my free hand I slowly caressed the side of Lana's stomach bringing it ever so slightly up to her left breast. The whisper of my touch caused it to jiggle somewhat.
And then…..I stopped.
For all my bravado, I had no idea what to do next. Here was the woman of my dreams half naked in front of me, her silky hair fanning beneath her, her eyes full of trust and I was stumped. I didn't want to overstep my boundaries but at the same time I wanted to make Lana feel good, cherished. What was okay and what wasn't?
I took a deep breath and looked at Lana. She was staring at me intently.
"Just let it happen Clark." She whispered. "Just love me like you always have."
At my questioning look, she took my hand, placed my entire palm over her breast and squeezed it. She bit her lip and suppressed a moan. Her free hand lifted to my head and brought it down to her waiting lips. Slowly, Lana's hand guided me. As my confidence grew once again her hand lifted and she brought it to my bare back, caressing it. I put her nipple in between two fingers and pinched it slightly. Lana gasped into my mouth and I could hear her heartbeat quicken.
So I was on the right track.
I nuzzled her neck and licked the pulse-point going tandem with her heartbeat. In response, Lana's hands were all over me. She let both hands glide down my back until she reached the back of my jeans. She squeezed my ass and brought my body as close as to her as it could go. I licked my way from her neck down to her right nipple. I took it into my mouth and sucked softly at first until her moans of encouragement had me swirling my tongue around and around and my teeth nipped slightly at both of them testing her endurance.
Meanwhile, Lana's hands had found there way to the front of my jeans and for the first time I felt a hand that wasn't my own caressing me through my jeans.
There.
Yeah, there.
At that moment, while I was thanking god for finally giving me retribution for all of my good deeds, Lana squeezed my hardness and I couldn't help the "Oh God" that spilled out of my mouth.
As Lana continued to stroke me I slowly licked my way from her breasts to her belly button. I licked her stomach then breathed on it slightly to cool it off. My hand slowly situated itself over her mound and I pressed a thumb up against the top half exerting a slight pressure. I could feel her heat radiating through the material of her jeans and I desperately wanted to touch more.
I stopped touching her and touched the button of her jeans hesitantly.
"Lana?" I whispered.
Lana stopped her ministrations and looked at me. Sensing what I wanted to ask her, Lana brought her hand to the button of her jeans as well and without taking her eyes off of mine she helped me slip off her jeans and they too ended up somewhere across my loft.
Lana had a pair of practically sheer black panties on and I silently thanked Victoria for not keeping her secret for as long as I have.
Lana brought her hand back to the front of my jeans and I brought my hand to the outside of her panties and I slowly caressed it. As I did the smell of Lana's arousal hit my senses. I could feel the wetness seeping through the underwear and getting wetter by the second as I worked my hand faster.
"Ughh…Clark. I…….OH."
My dick gave a jerk in response to Lana's moan. Lana must have felt the movement because her hand stilled, hesitated, then she came to a decision. She started to unbuckle my belt but I could feel her hands shaking slightly. Our hearts were pounding so loud I'm surprised my parents didn't come to the loft to investigate all the noise. Slowly I took my hand and placed it over hers the way she had done with me and helped her unbuckle, unbutton and unzip.
There went another item of clothing, joining the rest.
"Clark?" Lana whispered.
"Yes?"
"Why are we even bothering to keep our underwear on, when we might as well be naked?"
I looked down and noticed my boxerbriefs left little to the imagination. The tip of my dick was peeking out the top of the waistband and just as I noticed the embarrassing wetness there, Lana took her fingertips and massaged it in.
I was embarrassed no more.
I bit my lip trying my best to suppress the groan that was going to come out of my mouth, but to no avail. I gasped out loud as Lana reached into my boxerbriefs and rubbed. Her long strokes were going to be my undoing but I didn't have the state of mind to tell her to stop.
I reached for her panties and touched her outside of them once again. I pulled them to the side and slipped my fingers through the folds. Her wetness immediately soaked my fingers and it was all I could do not to come on her right there. I explored her and found the hole that begged to be touched. Earlier, while my fingers explored her, Lana's breath had been coming out in soft gasps but when I slipped one finger experimentally inside her she let out a loud, long moan and her head dropped back. Lana's hand started to pick up the pace once again and pretty soon were both gasping for air. I slipped a second finger inside of her and felt Lana's insides clench around them.
"God, Clark. What are you doing?" She gasped.
"Do you want me to stop?" I whispered.
Lana shook her head adamantly. "No. As a matter of fact I want you to take off your underwear and I'll take off mine."
I hesitated for a second. As much as I wanted to grant her request, I couldn't shake the feeling that these little pieces of clothing seemed to give the impression of innocence. Okay, call me crazy, especially considering what was happening right now, right this second, but I felt that once these clothes were off, that's it. There's no going back. We would have taken the final step. We would have given each other our all. I would be naked in front of Lana literally and figuratively. There would be no more locked doors. There would be no more hiding. I wouldn't have that little safety shield anymore.
Lana, always sensing what I was feeling, stopped her hand. My head was lowered and my eyes were looking away from her so I couldn't necessarily see her face. Slowly, Lana sat up as much as possible in the tight space between our two bodies. She lifted her hand to my chin and pushed my head up until I was looking into her eyes.
Her eyes darted back and forth over my face trying to figure out what was wrong. "Hey," She whispered. "You okay?"
I tried to answer her only to realize I was on the verge of lying to her again by saying yes.
Old habits die hard.
"I-I don't know"
"It's okay to let go Clark. Especially now. With me. It's not like it was before. There's no more yearning. There's no need for it anymore."
I knew she was right. There was no more holding back because of my secret. There was no more underlying guilt. It was gone. I guess not having it hover over me day in and day out was foreign to me. I wasn't used to feeling……..free. Free to speak my mind, free to say what I wanted to say, free to………..love. Lana. Everything and every part of her.
I looked down at this special person sitting in front of me, so patient and closed my eyes as a rush of happiness swept over me. "I love you Lana. So much." I whispered.
Lana smiled up at me. "I know."
I stood up and reached down to help her stand. I brought my hands slowly up to her hair and let my hands brush through it before bringing her mouth to mine once again. Briefly. I reached down to the waistband of my boxerbriefs and not breaking eye contact I pulled them off. Lana's eyes traveled the length of my whole entire body and I burned to be touched by her.
Before I knew it Lana's panties were on the loft floor and she was kicking them away. It was my turn to look and see how truly beautiful she was.
"You-you're beautiful." I stuttered.
Lana blushed. "Hey your not too bad yourself." She motioned with her arms. "Now come here before I get a complex."
In two strides I had her in my arms kissing her with her legs around my waist. I could feel her wetness bumping into me and I longed to be inside of her. Lana, feeling me rubbing against her, took advantage of the situation and started deliberately moving herself against my hardness. Each stroke bringing me closer to her entrance.
Quickly, I lay her down on the sofa again and immediately started licking both of her breasts in unison with her gasps. My hand found her mound and her hand found my hardness once again. As I explored her, I noticed a distinct reaction whenever I rubbed the small area at the top. Deciding to try something new, I slipped my middle finger inside of her and brought my thumb to that special spot.
Lana's eyes widened. "Oh….god. Yessss." She hissed. "Clark, please.."
"Please what Lana?" I said huskily.
"Please this." Lana pulled on my dick and brought it to her entrance. She rubbed herself all around slowly pushing the head of my penis inside of her before bringing it back out again.
"Jesus! Lana stop! I don't have any condoms." I was breathing so heavily I thought I might pass out. The last thing I wanted to do was stop but I had no choice. There was no way we weren't going to be safe about this.
Lana ignored me and continued what she was doing as she spoke. "Clark have you ever done…this before?"
"Never. Why? Does my phenomenal talent in between the sheets suggest otherwise?"
Lana bit back a giggle at my sarcasm. "Now is not exactly the time to be joking Clark."
"Well why would you ask?"
"Because I've never done this before either and I'm on birth control so we have nothing to worry about. So no more arguing." Her hand stopped moving. "Don't you want to make love to me?"
I closed my eyes at her words. "More than you know."
"Then why are we still talking?"
End of Part 13
