Lana met Lex at the stables at exactly seven o'clock the next morning, her entire being buzzing with the excitement of seeing Lex. It also didn't hurt to have a riding partner. Riding alone was sometimes dull, even though Lana enjoyed her own company considerably.
Lex was dressed in expensive dark riding britches which displayed his muscular legs and ass to perfection. His body wasn't bulky or over muscled, it was sleek and undoubtedly manly. Lana tried hard not to eye the prominent bulge at the front of his britches, her cheeks flushing with colour. Lex also wore a loose white shirt which was open at the throat and a pair of knee high boots which gleamed to perfection in the early morning sunlight. He looked very handsome and Lana's belly fluttered in response. .
His piercing blue eyes scanned her outfit of skin tight cream britches and a white form fitting shirt very similar to his own. Her long hair was braided into identical rows down each side of her head, the severe hairstyle accentuating her fine features to perfection.
"Good morning." He said softly, as he swung himself into the saddle without using the stirrups at all. He did this despite the horse he was riding being at least seventeen hands tall. The dark bay stallion shifted restlessly beneath Lex, but was impressively well trained and remained still.
Lex didn't touch the reins as he sat astride the horse completely at ease while he pulled on a pair of leather gloves. Lana smiled at him softly and mounted her own horse with the ease borne of a lifetime in the saddle.
"Good morning to you too, Mr Luthor." She replied, deliberately pulling the tiger's tale.
Lex was about to correct her once again about his wish to be called by his given name when he spotted the impish grin on his young charges lips, her wide eyes glowing with mischievous high spirits. What a vixen!
"Race you!" Lex said unexpectedly, tightening his thighs on his steed at the same time as his feet found the stirrups. The powerful horse rocked forward into immediate action, obviously in synchronisation with his rider.
Lana squealed in surprise when her own black mare took up the challenge and reared against the firm hold of her hands, eager to be away. She laughed out loud and then released her grip on the reins a bit to allow the horse to run. Lana leaned over the horses' neck as the animal flattened out into a full gallop across the field leading to the river at the bottom of the valley.
Lex and Lana raced for what seemed like hours over all kinds of terrain. They jumped hedges and bounded through streams until they were exhausted.
They were both exceptional riders and it was a joy Lex has seldom known to be so evenly matched with another person in the saddle, let alone such a beautiful companion. He found himself relaxing as he hadn't in years and just enjoying the very act of being alive. This was something his father's tyrannical brand of parenting had long since robbed him of. Lana's laughter made his heart, that long dead, black thing that lay in his chest, lighter than air with her infectious joy.
Lex had collected art for as long as he could recall, acquiring pieces for their rarity and beauty. He found himself watching Lana covetously, mentally absorbing her perfection and longing to own her in every way possible.
Sure, she was his ward temporarily, but that wouldn't last and nor did he want it to. He wanted Lana in ways he really shouldn't, in dark, possessive ways verging on insanity.
Lex led the way to a secluded spot right beside the water, weeping willows trailed into the rushing water and birds sang in the branches above their heads.
Lex was first to dismount, he dropped his horse's reins to the ground and the animal immediately began to graze, its sides still heaving from exertion. Lana followed suit, her face flushed, a smile on her lips.
"I was going to win the last leg of the race!" She said impudently. "You stopped just in time so I couldn't whip your ass."
Lex eyed her in silent amusement, his lips twisted into a tiny smirk.
"Indeed? I sincerely doubt that. The race was lost from the very beginning, I think."
Lana left her mare beside the other horse and went towards the water, where a thick branch drooped toward the ground. It provided a decent seat.
Her stomach was in knots once again. She'd not stopped to consider how very alone they'd be out here.
Lex tugged his shirt further apart, sweat on his face. It was a very hot day and even Lana sported a fine sheen of perspiration on her high forehead.
His gaze was fixed on the petite girl perched on the branch. The way she watched him in turn was amusing and tempting. Lex wondered if she was even aware of how often she stared at him.
"It's my birthday soon." Lana blurted out, trying to find some innocent subject to discuss. Anything in order to slice the tension in the air.
"Is it? How old will you be?" He asked, as if he didn't know.
"Eighteen." She replied breathlessly.
"Shall we throw you a party?" Lex asked slowly coming towards her, his gait slow and measured, designed not to frighten her.
He stopped scant inches from her, sipping the bottle of water he'd retrieved from his saddle. He offered it to her after taking a long swallow. Lex leaned over her, one arm braced along the branch above her head. Lana felt intimidated in the best way possible.
He was so close she could smell his skin and his eyes made her want to do crazy stupid things.
Lana watched his every move, fascinated and aroused by his mere presence. She took the offered bottle without a thought and lifted it to her lips, drinking deeply.
Lex smiled, a small, lazy, triumphant smirk.
Lana hadn't even wiped the top before putting her lips to the same place his had been. It was a telltale sign Lex had been counting on. Part of him had wondered if Lana was as affected by him as he was by her. But that question had been answered in full by such a small and yet significant sign.
"I'd love a party." She said at last, handing the water back to him.
He took it and continued to hold her gaze captive while he lifted the bottle to his mouth just as she had, without wiping it.
"Consider it done." Lex said, shutting the bottle they'd shared. "I'll have the best party planner Metropolis has to offer brought in tomorrow and you can have whatever you'd like. Invite everybody in Smallville. It would be a good way to introduce ourselves to our neighbours."
"Don't you already know them?"
Lex shook his head, amused. "My father never allowed me to associate with anyone from this town growing up. I figured it's time to change that. What better opportunity to do so than your birthday!"
Lana grinned happily. "Thank you."
Lex eyed her, his plan to tame her with gradual touches and caresses uppermost on his mind. It was time to test the theory.
"Thank me with a kiss." He said unexpectedly.
Lana gasped, her plump pink lips parting in shock, eyes wide and pupils fully dilated.
Lex eyed her lazily, his gaze challenging.
Silence stretched out as she stared at him, nerves threatening to choke her.
Kiss him? Had she heard him right? Was he crazy?
Butterflies assaulted her, as her belly flip flopped deliciously at the thought of touching him.
Lana couldn't back down, otherwise she'd have lost the silent war which raged between them and that would never do.
Lana Lang never backed out of a challenge.
Slowly she reached up and slid a hand along his chest experimentally. Lex didn't move to encourage or stop her.
She slid the hand upwards around his neck and pulled him down towards her but he resisted, clearly telling her that she must come to him.
Cautiously Lana stood up, she was trapped between his body and the tree. There was hardly any space at all. Her body slid along his and she was dizzy at the sensation.
Face to face now, they examined each other, Lana unbearably shy but unable to look away and Lex enslaved by her beauty and so fucking aroused he was convinced it would surely show.
Lana licked her lips and his gaze followed the gesture causing heat to pool between her legs. There was something deeply sexual about the way Lex looked at her which made her want to find out exactly what he was thinking.
He smelt amazing, his expensive cologne, spicy and clean, made her giddy.
Terrified of losing her nerve, she swiftly closed the gap and kissed him.
It was an innocent kiss at first. Simply a press of dry lips. But after merely a moment Lex cupped the back of her head and deepened their kiss.
Instantly the world went to shit, fading into black.
Heated desire bloomed deep within her like a flower unfurling its petals. It was a mild buzz and then it took over, a mushroom of heated need which buckled her knees and made her cling to him, her arms finding their way instinctively around his neck.
Oh fuck! Was this what they spoke about in hushed whispers at school, this magic, a deep insidious lust so powerful it felt as though it could kill you? Lana whimpered as Lex's tongue touched her lips. An invisible coil deep within her tightened and ached, throbbing deliciously as he parted her lips expertly before thrusting his tongue into her mouth deeply, mimicking what he wished other parts of his body were doing at that moment.
He hadn't meant to take it this far. It was meant to stay as a chaste kiss, but the feel of her full, petal soft lips beneath his had proven fatal to his self control.
She tasted even better than she smelt. Her shy, tentative movements inflamed him further. The demon buried deep within demanded that he take her right there on that tree. Lex squashed it down despite his rock hard cock. Strangely, he wanted more from this girl. He wanted to own her.
Allowing himself a few more liberties, he allowed his free hand to cup her breast which illicited a soft cry from the girl in his arms.
She wore a soft bra without padding or any wires. It was there for allure more than support, because her pert breasts needed no such foundation. Lex squeezed her breast softly and plucked at the tight bud of her nipple between thumb and forefinger, gently tugging, just a little.
Lex pulled her closer, until her entire body was plastered to his. Her hips moved against him in unconscious invitation, in time with each pluck of his relentless fingers.
Lana was drowning, she'd never felt like this while allowing the boys at school to kiss her and she'd never allowed any of them to touch her breasts. The sensations were so new and raw she was overcome with it all. The taste of Lex was intoxicating, she felt as though she'd stolen a beer from her mothers fridge and drank it all in one go.
Lex pulled back from their kiss. "We must stop." He told her softly, his voice rough with passion, icy blue eyes glittering down at her.
The look in his eyes made her ache, down there. She didn't want to stop. Lana desperately wanted to know how it felt to have him touch her everywhere, but most especially between her legs. The thought made her face heat up.
Lex smiled at her as though he knew what she'd been thinking. He watched her for a few moments, as if allowing her to regain her equilibrium. He smoothed his hands down her braids fondly.
"Lets go back."
Lana nodded, off balance and shaking. He acted as if it were the most natural thing in the world for them to kiss. But it wasn't, was it? Wasn't it supposed to be forbidden for them to be intimate in any way since Lex was her guardian? She was confused and highly aroused. All she could think about was asking Lex to carry on where he'd left off. Lana wanted those powerful and yet elegant hands on her again. Lex was like a drug, except unlike the weed she'd smoked with friends occasionally at school, he made her secret places wet and her nipples hard.
Lex stepped away from her and she swayed, unsteady on her feet.
She didn't reply, she couldn't. Her voice was trapped.
They rode back to the castle together. Although Lana couldn't look at Lex directly.
He was a little worried that he'd taken things too far this first time, Lana was obviously innocent and he didn't want to scare her away.
He needn't have worried, for although Lana was feeling a little shy she was even more determined that this wouldn't be the last time Lex touched her.