Author's Note
Hello everyone. Sorry I'm late for the late update. Life and Author's Block were a bitch last month. Anyway, this is the new chapter on The Final Countdown. Enjoy it.
Special Thanks
To Teresa: my beloved surrogate sister who encouraged me to write this story and she also is my personal consultant on it. I dedicate this chapter to her as she was the one who lured me into the Dark Side of Star Wars. I love you so much sis.
To folc4evernaday: who let me use some of her ideas on my story.
And all the Lois and Clark fan fiction writers who inspired me
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
Warning: This chapter isn't edited and corrected by Beta so forgive me for my grammar errors. Unfortunately English isn't my first language.
Athena
"I love this place." Lois confessed her arm linked on Clark's as they were walking down one of the main streets in Smallville. After their sudden visit the previous morning they decided to spend their weekend off there. Although she was not excited the first she had gone, Smallville certainly wasn't what she had expected. She was amazed by the hospitality of the people there and how Clark's parents embraced her as a member of their family.
Clark who was walking next to Lois with large paper bag of groceries in his arms laughed. "I thought you were not so fan of the countryside, especially Middle America." he teased, remembering how uncomfortable and grumpy she was during her first visit.
Lois rolled her eyes, and sighed, her annoyance clear at Clark's comment. "I really love this place." she repeated in protest. "In fact I was pretty sad we didn't manage to come here for The Corn Festival last year." she admitted. "I wonder why." she murmured the moment she and Clark reached her Jeep. "Oh, I remember now." she suddenly said afterwards and looked at Clark. "You let me think you were dead for two days." she went on in a sarcastic tone, remembering that the incident of Clark's 'death' at Georgie Hairdo's casino had taken place during the days they were supposed to travel to Smallville and attend the Corn Festival.
Clark stopped and looked at Lois in despair. "Are you seriously bringing that up again?" he questioned in disbelief.
Lois folded her arms in front of her. "Like I told you I will not reserve the right to be mad at you as long as I want and whenever it suits me." she reminded. "There you go." she unlocked her Jeep and opened the door of the backseat for Clark to place the grocery's bag in.
"Thanks." Clark nodded his appreciation as he placed the bag on the backseat.
"Can we go for lunch at Maisie's?" Lois offered as she shut the car door quietly, and stepped slowly along the car, locking it. "The club sandwich and the carbonara recipe she's making are irresistible." she sighed dreamily. "And that milkshake…" she went on in the same tone. "They were divine. I had never had such good milkshake, club sandwich and carbonara anywhere in Metropolis."
"Then what are we waiting for?" Clark gave a soft laugh and wrapped his arm around Lois' waist.
Lois smiled back at him as she wrapped an arm around Clark and then they walked together across the street to the diner.
The dingy midday sun set high in the noonday sky, its rays weakly piercing through the windows of Maisie's diner. Clark, resting his chin on his fist, glanced across the table at Lois, uncertain how to react at the sight in front of him. He looked in amazement at the amount of food and the stack of the empty plates on the table. It was unbelievable. He had never seen anyone consume so much food at one sitting in his life, especially a person like Lois who was obsessed with her calories and her weight.
Lois sucked up the last bit of milkshake from the bottom of the fountain glass with her straw and looked at Clark who was staring at her intensively. "What?" she asked with a frown.
"Nothing. It's just nice to see you've finally kicked that diet." Clark noted.
"This food is incredible." Lois answered. "And I'm not even full yet." she confessed. "Maisie!" she called out happily the moment she saw Maisie approach with the rest of her order.
"One more club sandwich and some extra pastrami." Maisie announced as she put the plates on the table in front of Lois and Clark.
"Thank you so much, Maisie." Lois said with gratitude and rubbed her hands happily at the sight of the food. "I got tell you Maisie, when it comes to delicious food like yours I'm a bottomless pit." she laughed.
"Thank you." Maisie said simply as she removed the empty plates from the table. "I guess." she murmured to herself as she walked away.
"Can you bring me one more basket of fries and a vanilla cream pie?" Lois called out. "Are you sure you don't want anything else than the burger and the fries?" she turned to Clark.
"Just watching you made me full." Clark commented with a glimmer of amusement.
Lois rolled her eyes as she took a sip of water from her glass.
"Lois! Clark!" both Lois and Clark a familiar feminine voice say.
Clark and Lois, who was ready to devour her club sandwich, turned and saw Lana approach them.
"Lana!" Clark exclaimed in delight upon seeing Lana and stood up from his chair, enveloping her in a tight hug.
"Hi Clark." Lana greeted, returning Clark's hug with the same enthusiasm. "Hi, Lois." she turned to Lois after she broke apart from Clark.
"Hi." Lois smiled at Lana as she stood to hug her. "Nice to see you."
"Nice to see you too." Lana said back after she broke off the hug. "Both of you." she looked back and forth between Lois and Clark.
"Have a seat." Lois gestured for Lana to sit down.
"Thank you." Lana said grateful. "Wow!" she told loudly as took a seat. "I haven't such a complex order since I was pr…" she trailed off. "Never mind." she went on changing the topic.
Lois and Clark looked at each other confused at Lana's behavior before they sat back on the table. "So what have you been up to?" Clark asked.
With a smile Lana began to tell Lois and Clark about her decision to return back to Smallville permanently, how she took over her family's farm and the difficulties she had faced for what needed to be completed on the farm to the proper standards. Lois was listening to Lana with interest but most of all with question. Why a high flying woman like Lana would drop a rather successful career in Economics and return back to her hometown so she would take over her family's abandoned farm? The trio engaged in relaxed conversation with Lana asking the reason of the couple's presence in Smallville. Clark was taken aback at Lana's question unable to utter a word but thankfully Lois covered him by telling her that they wanted to spend their three-day off somewhere quietly and homey away from the hustle and bustle of Metropolis.
"I just don't find it…logical." Lois pointed out as she and Clark drove back to the Kent's farm. "She's beautiful, smart, educated why would she want to be a farmer?" she wondered as she leaned against the window.
Clark who was behind the wheel, looked at Lois. "Maybe she tired of her life in Paris." he answered with a shrug, then focused his eyes back on the road.
Lois turned and looked at Clark. "Both you and I know that's not true." she shot back. "So spill!" she demanded in her infamous Mad Dog Lane tone and glare.
"Spill what?" Clark asked Lois with a frown.
"The truth!" Lois almost shouted. "Rule #4. No secrets between us."
"We don't have that kind of rule." Clark protested as he looked momentarily then turned his attention back to the desolate road that led to the Kents Farm.
"Well, I'm making it now." Lois stated in a matter of fact way.
"That's not how it's wor…" Clark trailed off as he realized they had reached the farm. He pulled the car to a stop and looked at Lois. "Listen." he began. "I kinda suspect what this is all about, but I can't talk about it because it's a personal matter of hers and not mine."
"I-"
"Tsz, tsz, tsz!" Clark shook his finger at Lois disapprovingly. "No questions." Clark made it clear that he would not accept any further questions about Lana's personal life.
Lois rolled her eyes and let out a loud and defeated sigh, as she folded her arms in front of her chest. She really wanted to know what was wrong with Lana and she would anything to find it out.
"I never believed that I will ever see ya like this." Clark admitted as he floated to stack large squares of bales of hay on an excessively high stack. "You, Lois Lane, the Daily Planet's Ace Reporter, rake a row of hay into a roll into a barn in Smallville." They were spending their last night in Smallville when Martha and Jonathan had to drive to Wichita and Opal's house, Jonathan's only sister. Although Clark was offered to fly both of them immediately to his dear Aunt, his parents refused. They had managed to keep Clark's abilities from everyone, including Opal, secret for years and they wouldn't take the risk of exposing them now that he had become Superman, despite Opal's health condition. Seeing there was no room for arguments on this one from his parents' side, Clark decided to do the remaining chores on the farm before he and Lois flew back to Metropolis the next night. However, what impressed him more was Lois' will of taking care of the farm along with him. Never in his life believed that Lois Lane one of the most famous worldwide reporters and the best of the Daily Planet would shove cow manure or rake hay.
Lois, who was wearing overalls and plastic work boots, threw the rake onto the haystack and turned to look at Clark with a smile. "Well." she began as she walked toward Clark's direction "I have more hidden talents than I let you think." she went on in a seductive tone.
Clark floated back to the floor and turned to look at Lois. "Really?" he asked in a husky whisper.
"Well I can show you." Lois replied playfully as she wrapped her arms around Clark's neck. "But first thing first." she told as she looked around the barn. "You should use your super-speed to clean that mess." she suggested. "And while we are taking a shower I will show you." she murmured against Clark's ear and then gave a quick peck his lips.
"Consider it done." Clark assured with a grin as he took few steps back and shifted into high-speed mode. He became a blur of grey and blue denim as he sped around the barn to bale the remaining loose hay. "Everything is ready." Clark announced as he stood in front of Lois after he stopped spinning.
"I can see that." Lois murmured looking around the barn impressed by the outcome of Clark's super-speed cleaning. Seeing Clark using his powers daily, still amazed her even after so many months of being with him as his girlfriend. Lois spun around, taking a good look around the room when she noticed a leather sack on stack of bales of hay. "Hey, what is this?" she asked confused.
"Oh that." Clark responded simply and grabbed the sacks. "This is a memento from my trip to Japan few months before I came to Metropolis." he informed as he carefully untied the string that held the sack closed. "There are two Katana swords. There are presents of a villager in Shirakawa-go when I saved his son from a snow blizzard during my stay there." he pulled out a Katana sword from the sack. "Here." he offered one of the two Kanata swords to Lois.
"Whoa!" Lois expressed, admiring the craftsmanship that went into making this sword after she unsheathed the sword. The hilt, known as Tsuka, was wrapped in a distinctive black silk cord and red ray skin, known as samé, topped with a real gold plated guard, known as Tsuba, bearing a dragon motif. The scabbard, known as saya, was manufactured from very lightweight wood, coated with black lacquer on the exterior while a black silk cord, the infamous sageo, was tied on it
"The man who gave them to me told me that it took him more than six months to manufacture each of them because they are hand forged and handmade according the Ancient Traditional way." Clark stated as he pulled the second Katana sword from the sack and looked at it.
"That's because a Katana is the Samurai's soul." Lois replied, not taking her eyes, staring at the very sharp, clean and polished blade.
"Huh?" Clark tiltedhis head and stared at Lois in confusion after a moment of silence.
Lois drew her attention from the Katana and looked at Clark. "My father used to be a fan of Samurai movies." she just shrugged. "How did they end up here?" she asked, looking back at the sword.
"Honestly, I don't know." Clark replied. "I tried to find them, so I would take them with me in Metropolis, when I had first moved in there, but I couldn't find them anywhere." he went on to explain. "I have no idea that they were here until now, that I have cleaned that barn completely."
Lois took a few steps back and raised her sword, the cold steel tip of it touching the base of Clark's throat.
"You do know that the sword cannot hurt me." Clark observed amused.
"I know." Lois nodded smiling as she lowered her sword. "Probably I would destroy the sword than hurting you." she commented. "Would you like us to duel with those?" she suggested by looking back and forth between her and Clark's swords.
"You're joking, right?" Clark said in a disbelieving tone as he also looked back and forth between his and Lois' sword. "Please tell me you're joking." he begged, hoping that he had misinterpreted Lois' intentions. "No, no, no no." he shook his head categorically.
"Oh, come on, Clark!" Lois urged on as she put the sword back in its sheath. "It will be fun!" she went on excited.
"No." Clark insisted. "Huh-uh. Way too dangerous." he added in a murmur after a few moments of thinking.
Lois smiled innocently. "Clark."
"Lois, I'm serious!" Clark protested. "Seriously this is something you just can't do."
"Clark, I have been fencing since I was eight!" Lois protested. She had been fencing for almost as long as she could remember. Her father, before he started to ignore her and Lucy, had passed on his love, and apparently his talent, both for fencing and golf to her. She really was very good at this and she was going to prove that to Clark. "It would be fan."
"This is not a game, Lois." Clark pointed out, a warning tone at the back of his voice. "It's sword fighting with Katana sword, a real sword, you know, and a real sword fighting." he continued.
Lois unsheathed her sword once more letting the scabbard on a square bale of haystack. "Do you think that I don't know?" she asked with a smile and started to wave the sword in an expertise of quick maneuvers. "But It's okay if you don't want to." she lowered her sword. "I want to perfect my other ultimate technique." she grinned shyly.
"Your other 'ultimate technique'?" Clark asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You know an ultimate technique that you won't be able to defeat anyway." Lois replied seductively as she dropped the Katana sword onto the floor, then wrapped her arms around Clark's neck.
A wave of desire hit Clark so hard that He couldn't wait anymore; he had to feel Lois against him. On an impulse Clark grabbed Lois into a deep loving kiss. She was so irresistible and so addicting…Clark wrapped his arms around Lois' shoulders and pulled her closer, snogging her hard.
Lois couldn't help it. She let a small moan of approval escape her lips as Clark was kissing her. Her kiss matched his, desperate for him, yearning for him. She felt so good. Tentative flicks of his tongue told her that he was ready for more, and he groaned softly as she opened her mouth in response, letting him in.
Lois' taste was making Clark's head swim and then he felt her spear her hands into his hair, holding his head to her. His heart rate began to pick up speed as did the intensity of his kiss. She matched him, taking and giving just as he was. In a haze he became aware that he was backing her toward a counter, lifting her onto it.
Lois broke off the kiss and looked up at Clark's eyes. Pure, unadulterated desire shone in them, so powerful that it seemed to pierce right through her.
"Hey. Over here?" Clark asked in disbelief as Lois slowly began pulling the straps of his overalls down his shoulders.
"I don't mind at all." Lois said simply. "But if you-" she cut herself off mid-sentence as Clark leaned down and crushed his mouth to hers, silencing her. Yea swordplay could be fun but this was so much better.
"I just don't get it." Lois said with a frown as put a large bottle of red wine and two glasses on the table next to the tub. "Considering the time off we both have for holiday, we shouldn't have gone back to Metropolis and work for the next three weeks." It had been two hours since they had returned back to Metropolis. Lois had insisted for them on staying in Smallville for few more days but Clark refused emphasizing the significance of their return to the city and to the Planet.
Clark, who was already soaking in the giant tub, looked at Lois. "I told you that Superman needs to make an appearance otherwise the criminal element will take advantage and-"
"Yea I know, I know." Lois cut him as she poured the red wine into the glasses. "And we don't want that." she handed one of the glasses to Clark.
"Thank you." Clark said in gratitude. He gasped as he watched Lois untied her silk burgundy bathrobe, letting it fall to the floor. Clark's breath caught at the sight of Lois' naked body colored by the dim light of the candles which were scattered around the bathroom, giving also the hallucination that it was swaying under the flickering flames which danced around the room. God. How much he wanted to capture that image of hers, so he would stare at her like that forever.
Lois got into the tub and straddled Clark. "You are welcome." she replied releasing a long sigh of pleasure as she adjusted to the temperature of the almost-too-hot water. She grabbed her glass and settled down between Clark's legs, lying back on his chest in the warm water. Bubbles covered their bodies with the scent of lavender soap wafting through the air of the dark bathroom while the flames of the scented candles, which they were scattered on every square inch of the bathroom, from the side of the hot tub and the windowsill, to the table and the edge of the sink, made fantastic shapes in the air. Everything felt incredible; the soft scent of water, Clark's arm wrapped around her, his breath against her neck. She was in Heaven. They were in Heaven.
"To us." Lois raised her glass of wine for a toast.
"To us." Clark repeated and clinked his glass with Lois' from behind.
"You know." Clark began taking a sip of his wine. "When I first met you I never thought I'd see you relaxed."
Lois glanced back at Clark over her shoulder. "What do you mean?"
"If someone had told me two years ago that one day I'd see you relaxing in a tub with me instead of chasing a story I'd have thought they were crazy." Clark confessed.
Lois turned into Clark's arms and straddled him once more. "I always loved bubble baths alone, but I had never had the right motivation to have company in this until you."
"I'm honored, then."Clark smiled at Lois and placed with his index finger, suds on the tip of hers nose. He smirked seeing her crinkling up her nose and going cross-eyed trying to look at the snowy mountain, before she kissed him quickly on the lips, rubbing her nose against his, as a result to transfer him some suds. In one word, she was adorable.
"Maybe." Lois started as she took Clark's glass from him and set it on the table along with hers. "We should go to the bedroom." she suggested. "The water is getting cold."
"Do you want me to use the heat vision, so we would stay here a little longer?" Clark offered and held his hand up making a 'V' with two fingers near his eyes.
Lois laughed slightly. She pulled away from him further and moved her chin down, taking water into her mouth, before she spit the water out moved back to Clark. "I find it very good idea." she thought. "Zap it." she asked pointing at the water and sank her palm to the hot tub.
"Alright." Clark replied with a smile and gave the water a very quick blast of heat vision. His eyes widened in shock and hiccupped the word 'oh' as Lois squeezed him. He kissed her nose, her cheeks, her chin, then titled his head up and reached for her lips. He watched her giggle her small hands entwining in his damp hair as the water sloshed against the edges of the bathtub. The only thing that mattered was this moment; falling against her in sweet surrender while she was chanting his name and 'I love yous' over and over again.
'Ding!' the sound announced the arrival of the elevator on the newsroom floor. The doors opened and Lois stepped into the busy bullpen that awaited her, very grouchy. She hated the sounds of a bustling squad room that day. The phones ringing off the hook, the furiously righteous conversations that spilled out between the reporters, the printers busily shooting out fifty pages briefs, the mail carts wheeling by as they dropped off the daily mail and the files-these were all a high-pitched noise that pierced her ears; they were the sounds of people working but they were getting on her nerves that day. She walked down the ramp into the newsroom with a groan, taking a sip of her black coffee when she stood in front of Clark's empty desk. She and Clark had to go into work separately that day, because of his Superman duties, but Lois hoped that the train derailment that Clark had to stop wouldn't keep him away for long. However, she was wrong.
"Lois." Perry bellowed as he stood in the doorframe with his hand on the doorknob, waiting for her. "My office."
Lois turned and looked at Perry. "Sure, Chief." she replied. With a sigh she set her stuff down at her desk, before she trudged her way into Perry's office. "You wanted me to see me?" she asked the moment she stepped into the office.
"Uh, shut the door the door, please." Perry said softly as he settled into the chair behind his desk.
"What is it, Perry?" Lois asked as she stood in front Perry, folding her arms over her chest.
"Have you and Clark been having problems lately?" Perry questioned slowly.
Lois shook her head. "No, our relationship couldn't have been better." Lois answered with a smile as she took a sit across Perry. "Why?"
"I received this certified letter in the mail this morning." Perry waved the paper at her.
"You called me in here to discuss your mail?" Lois asked incredulously. "Perry, what is this really about?"
"Read it." Perry urged Lois on as he handed the document over to her.
Lois grabbed abruptly from Perry's hand and scanned it quickly. It was Clark's resignation. He had resigned the Planet, hadn't told her anything. He hadn't trusted her.
"You had no idea about this?" Perry asked in disbelief.
Lois looked at Perry and shook her head , tears welling up in her eyes.
Perry sighed in desperation. "There is one more thing." he added carefully as stood from his chair and sat on the edge of his desk. "He asked me his resignation to be effective immediately and his stuff to be shipped in Smallville" he informed.
"No." Lois mumbled and looked back at the paper in her hands. "No." she repeated a little bit louder and curled the paper into her fist. He had left her. Like all other men in her life, he had lied to her, betrayed her and deceived her in the worst way. "NO!" Lois stood up abruptly, the armchair toppling over and flying backwards, and burst out of Perry's office, throwing the curled paper onto the floor. She could hear Perry yelling to stop as she ran toward the stairwell but she ignored him, climbing the stairs at speed to the roof. "CLARK!" Lois shouted completely to no one looking up to the sky. "CLARK! CLARK!" she repeated, before she heard her name called in the distance, wondering whether or not she had imagined it.
Lois' eyes shot open as she woke from the vicious and violent nightmare that plagued her. It felt so real, that still images were flashing past her eyes. "Lois?" she heard Clark say and turned to look at him. "Are you alright?" he asked.
Lois tried to respond but she felt nausea. Putting her hand in front of her mouth, she jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. She began to throw up empting the contents of her stomach and regretting eating the leftover falafel before going to sleep.
"Lois!" Clark called out as he followed Lois into the bathroom. He leaned over her and started rubbing her back, holding her hair back as she vomited more. "What's wrong?" he asked, concern written all over his face.
Lois felt terrible as she threw up till she had nothing left to throw up. She was shaking as chills went through her body. Her throat was raw from already being sore and then from the acid of her stomach. "I'm fine." she answered bluntly as she began to take slow and deep breaths and leaned her head on the white toilet seat not caring about the germs on it.
"You are not fine." Clark insisted. "Maybe you should-"
"I'm fine!" Lois repeated, snapping at Clark. "Look I really want to be alone." she demanded.
"But Lois-"
"Please." Lois asked more calmly.
Clark just nodded and walked toward the door. Glancing in concern on last time, he stepped out the room, closing the door behind him.
Lois was lying on her bed, looking up at the ceiling, and going into a deep thought. It had been two hours since the nightmare and the slight confrontation she had with Clark. She knew very well how he felt for her and how many times he reassured her that wouldn't leave her but she couldn't understand why the doubt had nestled into her heart. Maybe it had to do with the fact that she had been hurt by all men in her life, including her father. However, Clark was so much different yet she had the same fear. Lois huffed as she threw the covers off herself and got out of bed. As she descended the staircase, she stopped halfway down, when she saw Clark in the living room. He was lounged there on one of the couches covered with a blanket and his hands interlaced behind his head, watching a European soccer game on the sports channel. As she watched him, she debated whether or not to go and talk to him because she was worrying about his reaction if she had found out about her fears.
"Hey." Lois said after few moments of silence as she descended the last steps.
Clark sat up throwing the blanket away on the couch and turned to look at Lois. "Hey." he called out as he grabbed the remote from the coffee table to turn off the TV. "Are you alright?" he asked in concern.
Lois took a seat on the couch, right next to Clark. "I'm fine, thank you." she answered with a smile. "Look, I'm sorry about earlier." she apologized.
Clark set the remote on the coffee table. "It's okay." He reassured. "I just-"
"You had left." Lois blurred out of nowhere and looked down at her hands in her lap, not quite sure what she would say next.
"What?" Clark asked confused.
"You had left." Lois repeated. "I dreamt of you leaving me without saying me goodbye." she went on. "I went to Perry's office and he showed me your resignation."
"What?" Clark asked, Lois' confession, catching him completely off guard.
"I trust you, Clark. I know you love me and I love you too but I don't know-"
"You do know that I won't leave you, right?" Clark told Lois without hesitation. "Not willingly."
Lois nodded her head slightly with a smile, running her one hand up into Clark's hair. "Mmhm," she leaned in to press her lips to his, smiling against his mouth, then pressed her hips against him, teasing him. She let out a little laugh at his reaction, feeling him grow hard against her. She was suddenly very, very turned on. Lois tilted her head up to kiss Clark full on the mouth, letting one hand slide under his T-shirt.
Clark grabbed Lois' hand stopping her. "No." he said immediately. "You are in fragile emotional state right now." he couldn't deny that sex between them was amazing, when someone of them was emotionally taut. However, he couldn't overlook it was also the wrong way to comfort each other. She'd turned to him for that kind of comfort just like he'd turned to her many times, but it wasn't the right thing to do. They knew there would be times they would give in to temptation and feel guilt afterwards as always.
"I' m not in fragile emotional state right now, Clark." Lois responded huskily as she leaned to rest her forehead against Clark's. "I want you."
"Lois-"
"I just want you." Lois cut Clark off as she reached the hem of her burgundy nightgown and pulled it over her head, throwing it away.
Clark's eyes widened as he caught sight of Lois' naked form in front of him. He swallowed hard seeing the moonlight illuminate her smooth ivory skin. She looked so beautiful, so captivating.
Lois leaned back to kiss Clark. The kiss was consuming, hungry yet sweet, teasing her with a hint of promise and driving her body to new heights of awareness.
In the heat of the moment, they both fell off the couch onto the floor. Clark turned to make sure he took most of the fall, cushioning Lois from the impact, then rolled them over and pinned Lois down onto the carpet of the floor, kissing her fiercely.
A shudder of need rolled through Lois and she moaned into Clark's mouth. She pulled away and kissed down his neck and chest.
Clark kissed Lois again, hard, all his blood rushing to his groin and palmed her bare breast, squeezing it firmly. His mouth suddenly began tingling and his tongue seemed to thicken. Without any control he reached out and began stroking her turgid nipples, loving how they felt beneath his fingers. But more than anything he wanted to know how they tasted for one more time. He craved her so much. She was desirable all heat and wetness, pure passion. Leaning forward, Clark drew a swollen bud into his mouth and began sucking hard, then gave the same treatment on the other.
"Clark!" Lois screamed as Clark caressed her breast with gentle kisses twirling slowly his tongue around each nipple. She grabbed the back of Clark's head and cupped it in her hands, as if determined to finish what he started. Arousal pooled low in her belly and her clit throbbed. With each caress, each stroke, time slowed, until each new breath was an eternity of passion that reached down deep feminine niche of her body. Being with him made her feel alive in a most glorious way-a way she'd never felt with her previous lovers. Lois groaned in anticipation; she needed him inside her. Soon.
"I can feel how hot you are." The words were whispered growls on Clark's lips as he began kissing a path down Lois' body, taking little nips in between. When he reached her navel, he used his tongue to lave her there, then glanced up and stared into Lois' face. His gaze was fixated on her lips and he was temped to ease up her body and take possession of her mouth again. However, there was another part of Lois' body that he was eager to give equal time.
Sensing Clark's intentions Lois subconsciously parted her legs wider for him as his lips trailed up her soft inner thigh. She lulled her head back, her breathing becoming heavier when she began to feel his hot breath on her panties. "Clark." A sharp jolt of pleasure ran up her body and bit her lip, stopping a gasp from passing her lips when she felt Clark press a kiss over her underwear. "Oh Fuck!" she moaned the moment she realized sensation flood her veins. She looked down between her legs and saw Clark pulling her swollen lips outward along with the moist lace of her panties and sucking the juices that were soaked.
Clark watched as Lois' hand slid down over her belly and between her legs. Her fingers went to the side of the crotch of her panties and he was entranced as he watched her slowly pull the material to the side, gradually revealing the pink swollen lips of her wonderful treasure. A moan of desire escaped his lips as he looked at Lois' pussy. Her thick, quivering lips were pressed tightly together. Unable to resist anymore Clark leaned forward and gently kissed the most private area on Lois's body. His tongue snaked out and he slowly licked from the bottom of her slit up to the top, tasting her delicious nectar.
"Ohhhhh gawd..." Lois moaned, closing her eyes and threw her head back on the floor. She could feel every inch of her slit that Clark's tongue slowly ran over. She sucked in her breath as tingles of electricity shot up her body again. She opened her legs wider and her fingers pulled her panties even further to the side, so Clark would have a better access. For a moment, she raised her head and looked between her legs for more time. She watched Clark suck the lips of her pussy into his mouth, pulling them outward a little while he ran his tongue up and down them. She stared at him in awe as he suddenly took hold of her panties and pulled them down her legs without warning and with such force that she was convinced he had ripped them. "Oh God Clark...yes baby yes..." Lois mumbled out. Every nerve in her body woke up and just then a jolt of heat ran up from her pussy to her stomach. She could feel her wetness all in between her legs as Clark licked and sucked that harden clit.
Clark dove between her thighs further, sliding his hands underneath Lois' wonderful ass cheeks and placing her legs over his shoulders so he could have a better access. He dipped his tongue inside her gash and twirled it around inside her, boring down on her as deep as his mouth could go. Clark's tongue gathered Lois' flowing nectar and pulled it into his mouth, drinking her sexual essence. Clark continued to suck on Lois' clit like a baby's bottle before he released it and pulled back, to look at the beautiful bare pussy that was before him, then dove back immediately. He lolled the taste of her and doubted if he would ever get enough.
"Clark, please." with another groan, Lois forcefully pushed his face away from her. She began to breathe heavily as she could feel her legs starting to shake and her heart to pound faster. Her entire body was on fire and all of her muscles were tensing up. She was close but she didn't want to cum yet. She struggled with all of her might to force it back, but she couldn't. She gasped, shuddering as the pleasure that was flowing through her body suddenly increased unbearably.
Clark smiled to himself. Although, Lois was begging him to stop, in the same breath, she was begging not to, but to get more, to take his tongue deeper. He lifted Lois more, making her wrap her thighs around his head while her buttocks touched his shoulders. On that position, he could have better eye-contact with Lois and better access into her core.
He kissed each of Lois' ass cheeks and then stuck out his tongue licking lightly at the skin that ran between her asshole and her pussy to tickle her a little. Then, he ran his tongue all over that small piece of skin before wiggling it at the very bottom of her slit and kissed it afterwards lovingly before he slowly ran the tip of his tongue from the bottom all the way up to the top. When he reached the top once again, he sucked her clitoris into his mouth keeping it this time trapped there for few seconds as his lips were an unbreakable seal.
Oh gawd!" Lois moaned as she felt his tongue lash back and forth across her sensitive button. She began to move her hips upwards into Clark's face as his tongue was lapping at her incredibly fast. She could feel her lingering orgasm suddenly rush at her. "OHHH! CLARK!" she yelled. Her hands reached between her thighs and held Clark's face there while he continued to relentlessly lap at her clit. Lois could feel herself becoming ready to cum. "CLARK! CLARK!...OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD...I"M ABOUT TO CUM!" Lois yelled out louder. She grabbed the back of Clark's head by the hair to press him close to her. Lois moaned, shuddered as she felt the inner walls of her pussy pulsate. Feeling her body shake as she felt wave after wave of orgasm flowing through her, all she could do was not to pass out. Crying out fiercely in the living room, Lois let her body take over with its selfish pleasure as she continued to grind more into Clark's tongue, squirting in his mouth. It was the most intense orgasm she has ever had. She couldn't take anymore. It was so overwhelming. She couldn't stop shaking as her body went through intense pleasure.
The sound of Lois' screams pierced Clark's ears and aroused his erection all at the same time. He refused to pull his back until he was satisfied he'd lapped her up completely. Clark continued to soak up all the juices he could with his tongue, wishing it was a sponge to get every last drop, then pressed feather light kisses over her womanhood trailing over every inch of her folds.
Lois was groaning and spreading her legs as wide as they could go again to give him as much access as possible. All the pleasure she was getting from Clark's tongue was making her whimper like a kitten. "CLARK! CLARK! CLARK!" she screamed as the last sensation swept her body. With her body shaking, she gasped for breath.
Clark dropped Lois' legs from his shoulders and knelt before her staring at her. She was adorable lying on the floor, naked with her legs spread open and her eyes closed while she tried to regain control of her breathing.
When Lois finally came down from her earth shattering orgasm, she propped herself up on her elbows. "It's my turn now." she stated bluntly as she knelt before Clark. She slipped her hand down the front of his sweatpants and inside his boxers, wrapping her hand around him. She loved the feel of him; soft, warm flesh over a hard, thick length. She had never imagined she could enjoy touching a man like this so much and, if she was honest with herself, she had never imagined she could enjoy tasting him.
"Not tonight." Clark replied decisively and gripped Lois' wrist stopping her. He ripped her hand out of his pants. "I need so much to be inside you." he confessed with a whisper. Slowly, he slipped his hands under his shirt, lifting the orange polo up and over his head, then slid his sweatpants down at his bent knees. He leaned close to Lois and his mouth took hers in a deep hungry kiss, thrusting his tongue deep in her mouth and curling it around her own to tickle the roof of her oral cavity.
Lois moaned as she tasted herself on Clark' tongue. She tried to reciprocate but she was powerless to do so. Clark's large hands held her head still for the kiss. The rest of his body didn't touch hers. She felt the heat from his skin but at a distance. Lois twisted, trying to bring their bodies in contact and succeeded for only a few seconds as Clark lifted his head from hers, his brown eyes looking at her intensely in the moonlight. She wanted to touch him. Needed to feel him alive and pulsing in her hand. Lois reached between their bodies and enclosed Clark in her hand, running her right finger across his cheek, behind his ear, and through his brown hair before resting her hand on his stomach.
Clark moaned as she stroked him from root to crown and back again. The combination of sensations sent his nerves into overdrive. His throat corded when she kept stroking him slowly, rubbing her thumb over the tip and collecting the bead of moisture that had formed there. With the one hand Clark took off his sweatpants completely throwing them across the room while with the other one reached down between Lois' legs and pushed two fingers inside her. She was still hot wet and ready from him. Clark chuckled mentally in humble pride rubbed her a little more.
Lois and Clark were stroking each other and moaning in unison, telling each other how much they enjoyed it. They kissed passionately, their tongues seeking each other's secret places. The noises they heard from themselves and each other fueled their lust to have each other closer. Closer than ever before. Lois squealed as Clark pulled her close to him and on top of him, with him lying beneath her onto the floor. She positioned herself above him, holding him in her right hand, guiding him, but before she lowered herself down, Clark sat up and gripped her hips, holding his eyes focused on hers, the brown of his irises barely visible in the dark. Clark took a deep breath and nodded, and then together, guiding each other, Lois sank down. Clark released a strangled sigh, his eyes falling shut as he leaned his forehead against hers, and Lois took short, shallow breaths, getting used to the feeling of being filled, stretched in the best way. Her thighs were trembling with both exertion and arousal, until Clark lifted first one of her legs to wrap around his waist, and then the other.
Clark raised his knees to support Lois, and used his grip on her hips to help her as she began to warm, wet, pressure was so welcome His gaze unashamedly watched her, the image of the woman he loved riding him had to be one of the most sexiest things he'd ever seen. Her eyes were closed in bliss, her fingers digging into his stomach muscles as she thrust her hips into his, her teeth chewing her lip. In other words, she was beautiful.
Lois wrapped her arms around Clark's neck, pulled him to her and started kissing him as she lifted her hips and slammed them back down, riding him slowly but hard. She gasped, as Clark sat up and took her nipple between his lips, and squeezed her legs tighter around his waist, burying her hands in his hair. That particular position always made him go impossibly deeper inside of her and her moans grew in intensity. As Lois felt the tension grow inside her she pulled Clark's head toward her lips and kissed him deeply, moaning into his mouth. Her moans were swallowed by his eager mouth just as his were greedily accepted by her.
Clark's sweaty hands went to Lois' breasts and he squeezed hard, before he bent his head down once more and took an inviting nipple into his mouth as they swung in front of his face, swirling his tongue over the pebbled skin. He had one hand on the base of Lois spine, pulling her into him on every thrust; his other cupped the back of her neck and ran it to her hair. Clark rested his forehead against Lois and stared deep into her eyes as he watched her.
They moved together, touching at every possible point of contact, his groans mixing with her moans.
"Clark." Lois was still buzzing from her previous orgasm, and very quickly found herself tensing, her muscles tightening in anticipation as Clark's fingers dug into her shoulder blades. She let her head fall back, the hot wetness of his mouth coupled with the feeling of him sliding in and out of her making her cry out softly.
Clark gripped the back of Lois' neck and pulled himself up tilting to his left, and over-balancing them, so that they rolled to the side, he ended up on top of Lois, with her legs still wrapped around his waist, and she looked at him completely stunned for a moment. He ran his hand down one of her legs, unhooking her ankle and lifting it above his shoulder. He pulled out and thrust back in and, damn that went so much deeper.
"Oh God!" Lois cried out and gripped Clark's shoulders, digging her nails into his invulnerable skin. She closed her eyes and chanted his name over and over again like a prayer, as he thrust back and forth their new position allowing him to enter her at just the right angle. Clark had set up a hard and slow rhythm; slow enough that she wasn't going to spiral out of control right away, but so relentless, she could feel herself coiling tighter with each thrust. She couldn't escape her climax, just as she couldn't make it come any faster, and the steady, intense strums of pleasure had her gasping and shaking. "Please," she begged with a whisper and opened her eyes as Clark's pace was maddening, too much, not enough, heavy, heady, devastating…."Please, faster…" Her voice raised to a helpless cry at the end, the teasing, grueling pace making her frantic. She felt Clark grip her ankle and thrust harder, but not faster. It was impossible. She was never going to reach her orgasm like this. He was making her crazy. She needed more. And then, amazingly, she felt it coming on, like a tidal wave she couldn't escape, steady but powerful, starting at her toes and on the next thrust shooting up to her center. "Cl-Cl- Clark! Ahhhh!" It shattered through her, unstoppable, unrelenting, and she scrabbled for purchase, trying to pull away from the intense pleasure, but held in place by Clark and his endless rhythm; never ceasing; Never slowing; prolonging her orgasm until it exploded a second time behind her eyes, stars shooting down her spine. Lois shook her head. "Stop, too much, too much…" she muttered with a cracked voice,
Clark slowed to a stop and gently lowered Lois' leg. He let out a breath, leaning down over her and propping his arms on either side of her head.
Although Clark was still inside her, still hard, Lois could see the strain in his muscles, and the tightness in his shoulders told her he was close as well. Lois ran her fingers down over his back, his shoulder blades, down to the slope of his ass.
Clark pulled out just the slightest amount and slid back in and Lois's eyes fluttered shut sighing. He began to circle his hips slightly, the motion just enough to send additional sparks of pleasure through Lois without being too much. "That okay?" he asked, his voice low in her ear.
"Yes, definitely yes." Lois breathed with a smile.
Clark did it again, pulling out a little more this time, and gently circling his hips at the end. He reached behind him, taking each of Lois' hands in his and held them as he lifted her arms above her head their fingers entwined, and picked up the pace again.
Lois felt completely enveloped by Clark. He was draped over her, his weight a comfort, and she could feel every movement of his muscles against her body. She tightened her fingers around his, matching each of his shallow thrusts.
"Roll over onto your stomach" Clark requested as he pulled out of Lois and helped her lay on her stomach onto the floor, kneeling behind her. He lifted her arms over her head and interlocked fingers with her, kissing her tattoo on her lower back
Lois felt Clark kiss the tattoo on her back, then her neck several times, his leg now placed in between her knees. This moment was so surreal. She had never made love in her life in this manner. She felt as if she was in the middle of an erotic fantasy with her being the main character. The two men she had in her life before Clark never moved like this and she caught herself mentally gawking at the sexual experience he seemed to possess.
"I can't get enough of your body..." Clark whispered into Lois' ear as he released the grip on her one hand, his hand moving down her arms directly to her center.
Lois closed her eyes tilting her head back against him. His fingers were now deep inside, massaging her inner walls, pushing her libido to another level. She felt her own fluid drip continuously down her inner thigh and something about the sensation made her cry out in pleasure. Clark continued talking, whispering in a way that drove her crazy - and lustful - to point Lois hardly recognized herself. "Clark, please." she begged him to enter her - to put her out of her misery - ultimately giving him what he really wanted.
Without warning Clark entered her from behind with force, his fingers retrieving from her insides and rubbed a hand down her spine, pushing her head on the floor. He had always thought she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen in his entire life, particularly when they made love. But tonight she looked even more amazing in the moonlight. She looked just like a real emerald.
"Clark!" Lois groaned in delight.
Clark began to thrust back and forth into her slow, professing his love for her again and again. He lifted her body and moved his one hand on her breasts while his other knotted in her hair. "Give me more. Give me everything." He was fucking her to her innermost joy, delightfully, screaming for him to move into her harder. "I love you so much, Lois. So much."
Clark's voice was low and deep and his words made her heart clench. Lois felt her body changing, growing weak and burning from the constant exaggerated thrusting. Her head dropped back in surrender and bit her lip, closing her eyes and trying to fight the sensation of her body wanting to crumble apart. "Please." she begged, feeling her body tense even more while began constricting around him
Clark entered Lois slowly, then pulled out quick, only to enter her all over again, repeating this pattern so many times he lost count. He pulled her arms, bringing her back up from the ground and arching her spine so he could turn her head toward his and capture her parted lips in a hot kiss, silencing her begs and screams. Clark's thrusts suddenly quickened when Lois moaned in his mouth with her eyes squeezed shut. All she could do, all he would allow to do, succumb to his domination.
"God." Lois screamed the moment she broke off the kiss.
Clark forced himself faster and harder, moving into Lois without mercy. He could feel her come. He could feel her tremble under his control. He quickened his pace tightening his grip on her hair, jerking her head farther back. He heard her scream and saw her bounce her body back and forth searching for her release. Clark shut his eyes as his body began to splinter in an all too familiar way and started down the inevitable path of orgasm. He felt Lois' body convulse in pleasure and squirt on his hard member. She had come but he didn't stop. Needing his own release he drove himself back to her. He began to thrust, to invade her with every inch he had, making his intention clear; he wanted to come, he needed to come. Every inward stroke brought him closer and closer to nirvana he longed for. Clark pushed harder, driving himself toward his sexual heaven.
"Cum inside me, Clark." Lois pleaded breathless, sensing that Clark was close to his release. "Please cum inside me."
"Lois!" Clark growled and plunged with final thrust inside her, finally achieving the orgasmic bliss he craved. A rush of warmth ran through his lower back and his lenght convulsed. His one hand pulled Lois' hair more while his other one cupped the back of her neck as a final spasm rocketed his body.
A mixture of their sounds collided into the air and neither of them moved for quite some time. They both fell to the ground and Clark wrapped his arms around Lois' small body. They were panting, their hearts pounding in their chests and beads of sweat rolling down their backs. Clark held Lois around her waist, her head resting on his shoulder as his stiff lenght continued to pulse waves of seed into her. He nuzzled her cheek, groaning as his member slowly lost its rigidity and slid out from her fantastic pussy.
Clark let Lois fall back against him. He had exhausted his girlfriend and she was already slipping into a peaceful sleep in his arms. He brushed a stray hair from her face as she fought to keep her eyes open; a battle she was going to lose soon. Clark grabbed the blanket from the couch and covered her proactively, wrapping arms around her as she curled up between his legs. Her head fell back against his chest as she listened to his pounding heart beat. They were both unable to speak and the deafening silence of the living room got filled with the sound of their breathing as the moonlight illuminated their naked figures which they had been wrapped in each other's warmth. Soon Lois' heavy eyes slowly closed, her breathing slowed and she was asleep. Clark gently kissed the top of Lois' head, with a faint smile on his lips. Nothing could have been anymore perfect than they were right now.
Lois finished applying her makeup and smiled at her reflection in the mirror, deeming herself ready for her day. She had managed to take Monday off from the Planet so she would visit her doctor's office. She was a little bit nervous, because she hated doctors, and she didn't really want to go but with Clark's constant persistence she had no other choice. She had been sick for several weeks and, truth be told, she had begun to worry a little. Lois looked down at her burgundy outfit and the waistband of her pants. Aside being sick the last couple weeks, she noticed she had gained weight particularly her breasts and around her waist with the most of her clothes not fitting her very well or at all. She had to admit that she had made a habit of asking Clark to fly takeout from every corner of the globe every night after work, resulting her extra pounds. It was a very bad habit and she had to break it fast. Lois surveyed herself with a finale female, critical eye in the full length mirror,when she heard a seductive whistle that was angelic to her. Words could not describe the joy on her face when she turned and saw Clark lean back against the headboard of their king sized bed with his hands behind his head, giving her what she called his sexy smile.
"You look gorgeous."
"Thank you." Lois replied. "Although I think I have gained few pounds." she went on looking at her waist.
"Still, you are gorgeous to me." Clark said back with a smile.
Lois blushed. "You know." she began. "It's not fair!" she protested, trying with difficulty to suppress a smile. "You are always getting ready so quickly I can't see anything, while you can lie in bed and admire me as I get dressed."
"Well, maybe I'll slow down occasionally..." Clark murmured, the warmth in his eyes making his appreciation of the idea obvious. She was torturing him. She had to be. She was wearing that business suit again. That burgundy one that hugged and highlighted her curves in such a tantalizing and thought provocative way. The one he dreamed about ripping the buttons off of. Clark's cock twitch at the sexy sight in front of him and mentally cursed himself. He had to do his very best to restrain himself from jumping Lois and just fucking her against wall.
"Really?" Lois mumbled seductively with a twinkle in her eyes as she approached and sat on the edge of the bed next to Clark, seeming very pleased at the prospect.
"Oh yea." Clark assured. "But for now." he stopped in mid-sentence." You can admire this." he went on and pulled the covers off his mid-section revealing his hard member lie on his stomach. Although they had had the most mind-blowing sex last night until now it was not enough for him. He was addicted to her body, to her touch, to her kiss. He was addicted to every inch of her body.
Lois licked her lips in anticipation at the sight before her. She knew the effect she had on Clark but she never believed that he could turn on so such watching her only to get dressed. Lois could feel the longing and the craving taking over her whole being as she watched Clark's throbbing erection was standing proudly at attention. She squeezed her legs absently, draping one over the other. She could feel herself become wet at the mere memory of their passionate night and at the sight in front of her. "You do realize that in one hour I'm having breakfast with Lucy and my mother on the other end of Metropolis, before I visit the doctor's office, right?" she asked, biting the inside of her cheek, her eyes still glued to Clark's midsection.
"So, are you going to leave your little Superman like that?" Clark said with a mock pout.
Lois couldn't help but laugh before she turned and looked at Clark with desire. She slid her hand on Clark's chest, taking comfort from the warmth of his flesh against her palm, the steady rise and fall of his breath as she leaned her head against his shoulder. It felt so right being there with him. He felt so right. Lois ran her hand absently down his chest, feeling his hard muscles under her fingers. She let them trace around his stomach for a few more moments before running down to his balls, lightly squeezing them repeatedly.
"Lois." Clark whispered, the moment her hand held his balls. He could feel heat building in them and at the base of his erection, a tingling sensation. He shut his eyes and let waves of pleasure rush over him, the peaceful warmth which only her hands could bring to him. His skin was on fire underneath her fingertips. And he wanted more, he wanted much more and he wanted to be much closer to her. Lois' touch was like a drug to him. His sleep-deprived brain was addicted.
Lois continued her masturbation on Clark's shaft. She dragged her fingers along it and over his tip. Shudders ran up Clark's spine as she gently pinched his glans between her index and her thumb.
Lois released her grip on the base of his cock and gently wrapped the fingers of her right hand around the shaft. Her fingers slowly slid up his manhood, moving his skin against the head of his member. She had a pretty good idea what she was doing. She was teasing him, leaving him desperate for more. She knew very well that he loved it and drove him crazy at the same time. His moans, the thrusts of his dick through her fist were just the confirmation of her beliefs and of course the motive for her to go further. Lois carefully wrapped her forefinger and thumb around the base of Clark's manhood. Teasingly, her index finger traced lightly along the underside of his member from the base to the tip. Slowly she dragged her finger across Clark's frenulum and over the middle of his glans and her digit smeared the large glob of pre-cum over the tip of his manhood.
"Jesus! Fuck!" Clark couldn't hold back the groan that rambled in his chest as Lois pressed the wet glob to the top of his glans, swirling her finger around the tip of his manhood. Even it hadn't been a long time since Lois' hands had started working his penis he thought he was ready to cum. They were so soft, and the way she snuggled against him made her look so wicked and tempting, that he was afraid he might not be able to hold back, that he might end things then and there.
"Do not hold back." Lois cooed over him, her eyes still shut. She could feel his body tense, in an attempt to delay his orgasm.
"No!" Clark shouted. "Keep going!" he insisted and grabbed the bed sheets with his fists. He was afraid a premature ejaculation would embrace him and he couldn't let that happen.
Lois opened her eyes and looked at Clark. She could see the strain as he tried to hold on for her, the sweat beading on his forehead while his breaths were coming in fast puffs so he would control himself. "Clark." she whispered. "Let it go."
"No!" Clark repeated growling.
As Clark's cum started to rise though, Lois somehow sensed his impending release and backed off. She also slowed her strokes until they were no more than feathery caresses designed to tease but not enough to bring him off. She gently squeezed the shaft of the penis between the thumb and forefinger. She had read in a magazine that it would cause a significant reduction in the erection.
"Keep going!" Clark breathed and Lois started stroking him again, continuing to bring him closer and closer to the edge. However, he couldn't take any more. He was groaning and scarcely able to focus. He was so desperate to cum. "Oh God!" he growled the moment he felt his cock begin to pulse, and shot his hot load of cum on his belly.
"Oh my God!" Lois gasped watching the amount of semen he ejaculated. Hell, how she wanted that moment Clark inside her. How much she wanted to feel his seed, rich and hot, into her. God, how much she was dying to taste his cum. Lois sucked Clark's cum from her fingers and the animal within her took control. Quickly she took off her shoes and began to unbutton and unzip her pants. "You should better be quick Superman because I will need another shower afterwards, thanks to you." she observed as she pulled her pants, the pantyhose and panties down at the same time throwing them across the room. She got onto the bed and couldn't help but smile when she straddled Clark. and rubbed her entrance against his tip as his cock was already fully erect again. Lois quickly sat on Clark's stomach, then grabbed his length, then sank down onto it. "Clark!" she gasped in glee as filled her. Her hands his stomach , using his body to steady herself as she began to bounce up and down his cock, pounding herself slow and hard.
Clark began to thrust upwards into Lois heard her gasp as he repeatedly hit her sweet spot with his cock. She was amazing; she was so slick and so warm. Seeing that Lois was overdressed for the occasion, he reached and pushed the jacket off her shoulders. He swallowed hard when he unbuttoned her shirt and saw that she was wearing his favorite burgundy bra. He loved the clothes of any color on her but burgundy…burgundy was the sexiest on her. After he slid the shirt of Lois' shoulder, Clark's hands settled on her hips and helped guide Lois with her motions. He rolled his hips up to slam his cock into her, then pushed up out of desperation, trying to milk as much pleasure from her as he could, while she was mostly in control of the situation.
Lois was moaning in her own enjoyment from Clark's member plunging into her depths between her hot, clenching walls. She was able to see that his expression was similar to hers as they moved in sync with his lips parting while a flow of moans seeping out his mouth. Lois reached for the clasp at the back of her bra and unclasped, throwing across the bedroom.
Clarkdid nothing but grunt as a lazy response, thinking his moans were answer enough. He felt Lois grew tighter around him and he slammed up into her to meet her thrusts, gritting his teeth at how frantically she rode his lap. He watched her body move; his eyes followed the sway of her breasts and even looked down to watch his lenght disappear into her, during their motions as she went onward, quickly riding his shaft. Deep into the pleasure and enthralled at the slick walls that were wrapped around him so tightly, Clark reached up with his head and began to suck on Lois' breasts hard.
Lois paused for a second, the feeling of Clark's mouth on her chest causing her to lose focus on what she was doing to him as moans poured out of her mouth. Shaking her head, she continued to thrust down on him, her hands gripping onto his hair. She threw her head back and let out a deep moan from the incredible sensation he was sending throughout her body. "Clark." she screamed feeling his huge cock hitting her hard and deep. She moaned as Clark suck on her breast and roll her sensitive nipple between his teeth, sending shockwaves of pleasure surging through her naked form. It was too much to take. However, she continued to ride him with a vengeance; like there was no tomorrow.
Lois and Clark met each other at every thrust. He bucked into her and she pushed back, riding him into the pillows and bedsheets. He slammed into her from below and she whimpered above him. His fingers dug into her hips so deeply, she would have cried out in pain if had she been capable of feeling it. She clutched and clawed his back and his neck so tight that she left delicate on his invulnerable skin.
Clark thrusts didn't stop as he devoured Lois' breasts, still ramming into her with all the speed and fury of a lion and watched them deliciously bounce up and down. Seeing her hair falling wildly around her face, he tugged it and dragged her face to his in a desperate kiss, his tongue thrusting with the rhythm of his cock. Clark's body shook as he kissed Lois, as though she was the only thing preventing him from combusting on the spot.
Lois and Clark thrust even harder against each other, her clit grinding into his pelvis, their mouths never leaving each other while wet, slapping noises filled the air with every thrust.
"Oh God!" Lois moaned after she broke off the kiss. She continued to bounce up and down, taking cues from Clark's moans and body language. She knew that this was a good position, one that they could continue for a long time at that. Lois closed her eyes and focused on the feeling of his body, of him filling her again and again. She was on fire. She dropped her head back as her eyes began to roll back allowing the wave to overtake her. Her muscles constricted around him as she did, and a breathy sigh escaped her. "Oh My God! Fuck!" Lois screamed as Clark hit her G-spot hard and fast, her body trembling uncontrollably above his.
Clark stared at Lois in awe. He felt sure his hot cum would shoot up and into her. The way she looked when she rode him...when she came...she was the most divine creature he had ever seen; her head thrown back, her stretched muscles, her flushed skin...only the sight of her could push him over the edge. Clark grabbed her hips and brought them down on his cock, forcing her to meet his hard pumps. God, he was close…He could feel his balls aching to squirt out their hot cum into her, but at the same time, he never wanted this to end. Unable to hold back, hcame deep inside her, clutching her body in support.
Lois had been frozen in place from all the pleasure as Clark was still going strong inside of her, his cock spurting out loads of hot, sticky spunk. A scream got caught in her throat as she stayed frozen atop him with an open-mouthed expression plastered to her face. The head of his member hit her G-spot once more, forcefully shooting it with shot after shot of his hot cum.
They stayed like that for a minute, Clark caressing her lightly as she panted contently over him. After what seemed like forever, they pulled away from each other and he looked into Lois' eyes, capturing her soft lips in a kiss. Lois smiled and returned the favor. She was too happy to care about anything that was to happen right then. Clark chuckled at her without ever losing sight of her brown eyes. "What?" Lois giggled back.
"I love you." Clark answered, the love shinning though his eyes.
"I love you too" Lois murmured breathlessly. "So much" she leaned forward and her mouth caught Clark's.
"You're early." The bite in her mother's tone was evident and Lois did her best to suppress the groan in the back of her throat, the moment she approached the table that the Lanes usually sat when they had a meal in the particular dining hall of the Metropolis Country Club. It was the tone that her mother used when she was about to lecture her or Lucy. The quickie she had with Clark earlier that morning and their post-coital nirvana made her show up late to her breakfast appointment with her mother and Lucy and everyone knew how Ellen Lane felt and behaved when she had been stood up.
"Good morning you too, Mother." Lois greeted, sarcasm infusing her voice. Although she had used of her mother's irritation, she couldn't help but feel challenged and reply to her in the same tone.
"Lois!" Lucy cried out in excitement from seeing Lois, standing to hug her tight.
"Luce!" Lois engulfed her little in a bear hug.
"Really, Lois." Ellen began. "I still wonder how you are such a successful reporter while you are running late for a simple breakfast appointment with me and your sister."
Lois pulled away from Lucy's hug and turned to look at her mother, rolling her eyes. "I stuck on traffic, Mother." she tried to justify herself, not quite being able to look her mother in the eye while she was lying to her. "The roads in Metropolis could be congested anytime." she sat at the table and grabbed the menu to hide behind it, her face flashed thinking the real reason of her delay. She did her best not to react to the intense look that Lucy gave her. It was obvious that she had been staring at her little sister but she couldn't drop the menu back on the table for now because her face was blushing from embarrassment, something that she'd never happened to her in front of a member of her family. However, she couldn't keep doing that forever. Lois placed the menu down on front of her in defeat and looked up at Lucy who was staring at her, her eyes sparkled in amusement. The look that her little sister gave her that moment, told her not to ask what was going on for the time being. Instead of that, she poured herself a cup of coffee, trying to ignore her mother's babbling completely. The atmosphere seemed tense for Lucy too. Neither of them appeared to enjoy the breakfast conversation as Ellen rambled on about the new swimming pool in her condo in Metropolis.
Ellen appeared to notice the uncomfortable silence from her daughters and grew quiet. "Well I…" she trailed off few moments later. "I will just go to say hello to Mrs. Hayes." she informed as she stood from the table and walked away from it.
Both Lois and Lucy breathed a sigh of relief as they watched their mother walk towards the other side of the room where Mrs. Hayes' table was. By all accounts, she was a difficult person in almost every aspect of her life. They had to admit that it wasn't just their father's fault that their parents' wedding fell apart.
Lois quietly stirred her breakfast, trying to avoid Lucy's gaze and questions for the moment. She didn't know why her little sister was looking at her so intensely.
"Well?" Lucy wondered with a smile.
Lois raised and looked at her sister puzzled. "Well, what?"
"Time to talk!" Lucy demanded eagerly. "Was it worth it to hear mom's lecture?"
"I really don't know what you're talking about." Lois replied, still puzzled and took a bite of her croissant.
"Oh come on, Lois!" Lucy protested, with an amused grin spreading across her face "I know you were late for our appointment because you had sex with Clark and not because of traffic."
Lois choked on the piece of croissant, upon hearing her sister's words. She grabbed the napkin from her lap and put it over her mouth in a last ditch attempt to stop coughing. "I have no idea what you are talking about." she replied, cleared her throat, setting the napkin on the table and took a sip of her coffee to dislodge the piece of croissant completely.
"Lois, it is me you're talking to." Lucy pointed out. "It is written all over your face." she went on "You have a classic 'I just had sex face.'" she whispered as she leaned forward on the table. "So, tell me, was it worth it?" she asked again. "What am I asking? Of course it was. You two could barely keep your hands off of each other at dinner few weeks ago."
Although Molly knew details of her sex life, Lois always felt weird and embarrassed to have that kind conversation with Lucy. "Look, I just-" she readjusted herself in the chair and leaned forward on the table. "When I'm with him, I'm acting like a hormonal teenager. I just can't enough of it." she confessed no longer—well not much—embarrassed talking about sex with Lucy. "I just can't get enough of him."
"Lois you don't have to be ashamed." Lucy reassured. "I mean you haven't been with…I mean you haven't been emotionally attached to someone like that for years and-"
"No!" Lois cut her sister off. "I have never been attached to someone like that in my whole life." she admitted. "All I can think when I'm at work, at the street while I'm working on a story, it's him and when we will go at back home so we will…you know."
"I got it, I got." Lucy gave Lois an amused look as if she was reading her thoughts. "I suppose there is quantity besides quality." she commented and both women laughed loudly.
However, their laughter died down when their eyes landed on their mother who was back to their table. Both Lois and Lucy focused back on eating their breakfast in silence and stealing glances at each other while their oblivious mother was glued to her plate. As breakfast progressed, Lucy excused herself to leave their meeting earlier, due to the fact she intended to attend a job interview in downtown and Lois with her mother found time to sit and unwind at the meal, spending alone time together.
"Look I didn't want to mention it to you in front of your sister." Ellen began few minutes later after Lucy's departure.
Lois raised her head and looked at her mother. "Is something wrong with Lucy?" she asked concerned.
Ellen shook her head. "No, no everything with Lucy is fine. She's fine." she assured with a smile.
"What is this about then?" Lois questioned again as took a bite of her toast.
"You." Ellen replied simply.
Lois placed a bit of scrambled eggs in her mouth and chewed slowly. "What is it?" she asked uneasily, setting her fork down on her plate.
"I know that Clark loves you and you love Clark…"
"Wait a second." Lois interrupted her mother as she dabbed her mouth with her napkin. "What has to do Clark with this?" she enquired intensely clenching the napkin she had in her fist until the soft cloth scrunched.
"Lois." Ellen called out her daughter's name in a defensive tone. "I know that he loves you and he made you better person but tell me the truth, what do you know about him? Don't make the same mistake I did!"
"Mother." Lois let out a sigh, taking a sip of her coffee. "Don't do this." she pleaded. "You're projecting your troubles with Daddy onto Clark and me. We're different."
"You think you know Clark like I thought I knew your father." Ellen commented. Although, she could she how much Clark loved her daughter, Sam's betrayal still weighed heavily on her mind. Clark seemed to be a nice guy but looks could be deceptive.
"I thought you liked Clark." Lois protested.
"I do but…"
"Then what are you saying?" Lois asked pissed.
"Lois!"
"This conversation is over!" Lois announced sternly and stood from her chair throwing the napkin across the table.
"Lois!" Ellen rolled her eyes when she saw Lois grabbing her purse and leaving the table. She looked the restaurant and noticed some stares directed at her. She tried to appear as small and uninteresting as possible to avoid attention but it was too late; her daughter who was a famous worldwide reporter had made a scene and left her there. With a sigh, Ellen took her napkin from her lap as she stood from her chair and set it on the table, grabbing her purse. She made her way out the double doors of the Country Club where she saw the valet handing Lois' car keys to her.
"Lois, honey." Ellen called out softly.
Lois looked at her mother momentarily, then turned her face back to the valet. "Thank you." she nodded her appreciation to the man. "What is it?" she turned to her mother when she insured that the valet was well out earshot to hear anything she was going to say.
"I'm sorry." Ellen apologized.
"Mom." Lois sighed in resignation.
"I want you happy. I don't want you to end up like me." Ellen confessed as she felt tears pricking the backs of her eyes, her heart shattering in her chest. "I know Clark is a good guy and loves you but…"
"Mom." Lois took a step forward toward her mother. "I won't end up like you." she assured. "And don't worry. He makes so happy it almost makes your teeth hurt. I'm really I found someone like Clark; I met him at my worst and he brought the best in me." she went on. "And believe me, that wasn't an easy task." she laughed.
"Oh sweetie." Ellen said emotionally and wrapped Lois into a tight hug. "I love you so much." she kissed her daughter's cheek.
"I love you too so much." Lois replied back as she pulled away from her mother's hug. "Look." she said as she looked at her watch. "I gotta go or I'm going to be late at the doctor's office." she turned to leave.
"Call me to inform me-"
"Alright, alright." Lois cut her mother as she rounded her car. "Bye." she waved as she opened the door, then got into the car and drove off.
Lois let out a loud sigh and tapped her feet nervously on the floor of the waiting room outside the doctor's office, waiting impatiently for the door to open. She hated doctors and hospital, but most of all she hated waiting. It had been two hours since they had collected urine and blood samples from her and sent it to the lab, but she hadn't news about the results yet.
With a sigh, Lois grabbed one of those magazines that they could be found in the doctor's office, the ones that would be always over a year old with all the favorite and interesting articles torn out. Trying to occupy herself, Lois started to scan through the magazine seeing nothing of interest when she heard the door open.
"Ms. Lane." a petite blonde nurse called out through the door of the doctor's office.
Lois lifted her head and looked at her.
"The doctor will see you now." the nurse informed further.
Lois placed the magazine back on the table and grabbed her purse, following the nurse into the doctor's office.
"Hello Lois." Dr. Claire Reed greeted Lois enthusiastically and extended her hand for a shake the moment Lois steeped into the doctor's office. She was a tall woman, a few years older than her with dark long hair and green eyes.
"It's good to see you, too, Claire." Lois greeted back and took Claire's proffered hand to shake it. She liked Claire very much and felt comfortable. However, it didn't mean she liked for being there, considering the reason of her visit. Lois turned and looked behind her at the nurse who closed the door, before she turned her attention back to Claire. Lois glanced around at the sparsely, yet decorated room. It contained an ornate desk with a leather chair behind it and with two other leather chairs in front of it while book shelves lined along with an ex-ray light board.
Please, take a seat." Claire gestured for Lois to sit down.
"Thank you." Lois said gratefully as she sat down.
"Lois." Claire began as she took a seat across from Lois. "I've just got your test results." she informed as she opened a file in front of her. "Your blood sugar came positively considering you ate breakfast before you came." she commented. "And so the rest of test results, aside some nutrient deficiencies like iron, calcium, vitamin C and vitamin B12." she mentioned as she looked down at the file. "But don't worry." Claire assured, shutting the file, then leaned against her leather chair. "It's completely normal in your condition." she commented. "Congratulations, by the way." she said sincerely with a huge smile on her face.
"Congratulations? What for?" Lois asked. "What kind of condition? Claire, what's wrong with me?" she whispered concerned, taking a deep breath.
"Wait. Back up a minute here, Lois." Claire halted Lois who was currently in a middle of a rant and leaned forward. "You don't know?
"Know what?" Lois demanded worry overtaking her voice.
"Lois, the HCG hormone levels in your blood and urine were quite high." Claire responded.
"I don't understand." Lois replied, confusion written all over her face as she looked at Claire.
"Lois, when was your last period?" Claire asked curious, wanting to make her point.
Lois opened her mouth to answer but suddenly stopped. The last time she had her period was the week of her temporary separation from Clark after the incident with Scardino. Lois started to feel sick to her stomach when she realized what Claire meant. No. This wasn't happening. She opened her mouth again to speak, but nothing came out.
"Lois, are you alright?" Claire asked worried.
"Am I…" Lois trailed off, unable to say anything else, because other words would just come out an incoherent muddle.
Claire looked Lois straight in the eye. "Yes, Lois." she affirmed looking at her patient dead serious. "You're pregnant."
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