Chapter Eight: Released Passions and the Glow of the City
Introduction: Here is the last chapter and the Mature-rated portion of the story. I hope that all of you are happy with this chapter and you enjoy the new, slightly altered, ending to the story.
Wayne Tower
30 Minutes Later…
Batman knew all of the nooks and crannies of Wayne Tower. He knew that the penthouse suite at the very top had multiple secret entries and numerous exits for emergency. He also knew that if anyone was curious as to when and how Bruce Wayne could show up at his own building, many would brush it off and say he owns the company he can do as he pleases when it comes to his penthouse. Of course, having Wonder Woman as your wife made it easier to explain things.
Rappelling to the rooftop of the tower, he jumped over a low wall and pressed several security codes on his gauntlet's control panel, after a few seconds an elevator shaft rose from the ceiling floor, the door opened and he stepped in. The elevator doors closed and he heard the silent whir and felt the tube move down into the hidden entryway to the suite.
Slipping his cowl off and running a gloved hand through his messy black hair, Bruce let out a sigh of relief. He had looked forward to this night for a long while and Diana had been doing the same. As he punched in his access codes, the hidden door lifted upwards and he was welcomed by the large living area before him with only the small light from the kitchen lighting the area. Bruce noted how quiet and peaceful it was.
Upon hearing the doorway slid down, he walked over and lifted his gauntlet up and tapped a few commands. Looking down he watched as the floor opened up and stairs leading down were shown, light automatically turned on as he descended the steps and into the small armory underneath the penthouse.
As the lights turned on completely and he saw the two separate glass tubes that gave a home to the suits behind them was a small computer console that linked to the main computer at the Batcave. Adjacent to the computer was a small closet of clothes, he noticed one of his dress shirts was gone, which made Bruce' heart beat a little faster. He smiled as he looked up and saw Diana's suit on the right, next to the large glass tube was a smaller glass case that housed her red and gold bracelets, lasso and tiara.
Bruce quickly opened the tube that would hold his own suit and he began to strip and went and switched to a t-shirt and a pair of boxers. Satisfied with everything being in place, he walked up holding a small touchscreen controller and ascended the stairs, after reaching the top of the living area, he turned and inputted a few commands and the hidden staircase closed. Placing the controller on the plate-glass coffee table, he walked over and flipped the light off at the kitchen.
Bruce thought about how wonderful the night had been and how much was still left to come. All because Diana had made everything happen this way. Walking over into the small hallway, he paused and noticed something he didn't quite expect.
Bruce looked down after approaching their bedroom door and smirked, she had left the lights on. Grasping the doorknob he paused and listened for any sounds of the shower running. Not hearing anything, he opened the door quietly and saw the magnificent sight of Diana sitting on their bed.
Diana Wayne sat on the massive king-sized bed, wearing nothing but one of his dress shirts, unbuttoned. He slowly closed the door behind him and stared at her dumbly. She looked up from her book and smiled, scooting to her left, she placed the book into the drawer. On top was a tray and a medium-sized pitcher of water with two glasses next to it.
Slipping off the bed, she walked towards him and clasped his shirt. "Took you long enough." She joked.
"Uh huh." Bruce managed to let out, staring at her breasts and drawing a line from her face down to her slit. She slowly slipped the shirt off, making sure it still covered her ample cleavage.
"I almost started without you…" She murmured, slowly pressing her almost bare body against him.
Snapping himself out of his lust-filled mentality, he smiled at her and wrapped an arm around her slim hips. "Well, I'm glad you didn't…" Murmuring back to her, he leaned his face forward and their lips were only centimeters apart.
She felt his hot breath against her lips and let out a throaty moan. "I guess that's the best news for both of us." She whispered seductively.
They pressed their lips against each other into a passionate kiss. Their breathing was ragged as Diana placed a hand on her husband's strong neck and felt his free hand pull on the dress shirt, she quickly shook the shirt off and felt it drop to the floor in a pool around her feet. She quickly pulled his boxer shorts off and felt his hardened penis against her abdomen. Bruce somehow managed to shake his shorts off with his feet as he continued kissing her.
Pulling away, Diana helped him take his shirt off, almost ripping it in half in the process. She let out a low growl at the sight of his naked body and then with nothing but lust controlling her, pressed her lips and body against him and another fiery kiss developed between them.
Bruce groaned as they kissed and once her bare breasts and hard nipples pressed against his scarred, muscled chest. Their bodies fit perfectly together as she ran one hand over his pectoral, gently touching a few small scars.
Diana pulled apart and took in some welcome needed oxygen, but Bruce would not let her take a break. He quickly growled and started to suck on her delicious neck. She let out a loud gasp at his lips, tongue and teeth on her neck. She then felt one of his hands cup her breasts and kneaded the hard brown buds teasingly.
Pulling Bruce away, she took his hand and smirked seductively. "I think it's time we got a little wet. Don't you think?"
Bruce nodded his head and they quickly rushed into the massive master bathroom.
Several minutes later, they were soaking wet as the massive showerhead above them sprayed hot water over their bodies. After washing each other with the soap and shampoo, with Diana grinding her hips against him as he stood behind washing her breasts and stomach the entire reaching back and gently stroking the back of Bruce's neck, she quickly turned around and kissed him passionately.
The soap washed off their bodies as the steam enveloped them; the large glass wall that kept the water from the floor outside and the bathroom counter had a small amount of condensation forming. As they both battled for supremacy in their lip locking, Bruce suddenly pulled away and lowered his head to her perfect, firm breasts. He took her left nipple into his mouth and sucked hard and fast.
"Bruce…" Diana moaned out, she felt him move to her other breast and gave equal treatment, she moaned even louder and almost collapsed from his ministrations. She wrapped her left arm around his neck and shoulders and let her right dangle to the side, feeling the water dripping down her arm and off her fingertips, the water cascading down her black hair and back.
Bruce moved up and kissed her again. Dina moaned even more, and felt her husband move them against the glass wall to their left. Diana though, stopped him and pulled away, pushing him back a bit. She licked her lips and roughly kissed down his muscled body. She kissed his chin, neck, and clavicle, before reaching his chest and licking a long and deep scar on his left pectoral, she kissed his nipples and slowly licked and kissed his stomach, before finally reaching her destination.
She looked up and smiled and wrapped her left hand around his shaft, stroking gently and letting her hot breath over the head. She then licked all around and spit out some saliva onto the head before taking it into her mouth and sucking. Bruce gasped loudly and gently placed his hand behind her wet black hair, while slamming his free hand against the glass in front of him, the glass vibrating upon impact.
"Diana!" Bruce let out with clenched teeth. "Damn..."
It wasn't often that they preformed oral sex on the other, and often they did the act in the shower. He felt her stroke his base and suck the head, flicking her tongue, she moaned with delight. Slowly Diana pulled away looked up with a wicked grin and opened her mouth to take his entire hardness into her mouth as the head pressed her throat. Diana made loud moans of the delight as she sucked and used her tongue over Bruce's cock. Reaching behind she gave his ass a squeeze while resting her other hand on the base of his cock.
After another minute, she pulled away giving a quick kiss to his tip and climbed back up and watched as Bruce opened his eyes and came down from his high of Diana's oral pleasure. She watched as Bruce cupped her cheeks and kissed her before quickly being pressed against the wall, Diana yelped in surprise, but immediately was lost in her husband's kisses, licks and touches as he slowly went down her slick body. He lingered over her breasts, kissing her flat, yet toned stomach, making circles with his tongue around her navel as Diana groaned. Her eyes shut as she tilted her head back and bit her lips waiting for the inevitable.
Bruce finally reached her pussy lips, placing her left leg over his shoulder, he started to lap her womanhood hard and fast. Diana moaned and moved her head to the left opening her eyes and saw her reflection from the large wall length mirror, steam had surrounded the corners and was an erotic sight and turned her on even more.
"Ahhhh!" Diana yelled out. "Bruce…. Oh… God…" She felt his tongue go inside her pussy and her hips grinded against his mouth. She felt his right hand travel up and fondle her breasts. Resting her hand on his black hair, she gripped him and gently pressed him onto her. Her other hand slapping the glass wall and moving up and down leaving her hand prints, her breasts jiggling as she grinded against his mouth and face, her brown nipples dripping with droplets and her toes curling up as she tried to maintain her balance.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah… Aaaaahhhhhhh!" Diana let out as she threw her head back, Diana began to play her breasts, picking and twisting her nipples and squeezing them as she used her willpower to keep herself from passing out from the pleasure. "Oh my god! Oh my god!"
She could hear him as he tasted her and returned the favor. Diana grinded even faster and felt her breasts jiggle more as she thrashed about. Bruce enjoyed his work and the pure joy of using his tongue to drive Diana wild while also picking and pulling her breasts wit his free hand. Diana began arching her back and letting her cleavage point outward, she tilted her head back against the glass and moaned loudly again.
"Oooohhhhh!" Diana let out again.
Bruce then pulled away slowly and let her recover, like what she did to him: he didn't let her cum. As he stood back up and faced her, the look of pleasure on her face was unforgettable, instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck and a leg around his waist for leverage.
A minute later Diana opened her eyes and smiled. Stroking his cheek, she smiled at him and licked his lips.
"Let's finish on the bed." She whispered. "I want to feel your hard body and the softness of the bed as we're joined."
"Sounds perfect." Bruce whispered back, licking her lips in return.
Shutting the water off and drying off, they exited the bathroom and quickly collapsed onto the bed together. Rolling around the silk sheets as the light breeze from the open window couldn't cool the passionate heat that emanated from their bodies.
Diana pressed her husband underneath her and she scooted up a bit and he traveled down and quickly took her breasts into his mouth again. Bruce sucked gently on her right nipple and moved his tongue around the pebbled areola, while cupping her left breast and squeezed. Diana tilted her head back and moaned, placing her hand against the headboard and rested her other on the mattress, gripping the sheets her knees pressed onto the mattress his still hardened cock running against her lower abdomen.
"Bruce…" She let out. She felt Bruce push her left nipple in and she cried out in pleasure, gasping for air, while also using his teeth to pull the hard bud he sucked on greedily. Slowly Bruce pulled away from her right breasts and planted kissed towards the left one continuing his work.
After another few minutes of her husband playing with her breasts, she pulled him on top of her and spread her legs open for the moment they had both anticipated. She gave him a loving look and felt Bruce position himself between her creamy thighs.
Wrapping an arm around his neck and placing the other on his chest, she smiled at him
"I love this…" She told him.
"I know." Bruce smiled and gently pressed his palms against the mattress. Bruce slid his hard cock into her tight, wet pussy and she arched her back, closing her eyes and letting a mewling sigh come out. Bruce gently moved back and forth in her savoring every moment they were one.
Diana bucked her hips against him and wrapped her arms around him in an embrace. She opened her eyes and they looked at each other with want and need. Kissing each other softly, Bruce moved again with Diana moving in tune with him as they began the rhythm that they both knew so well.
Before going any further, Diana rolled them over and she was now on top, her body pressed against his as they kissed ran each other's hands over the other's body.
Diana pulled away smiling and lifting herself up with her arms and his head in the middle, she smiled at him and slowly grinded her hips against him. Moving in a clockwise motion she faced the headboard and closed her eyes, biting her lips to stifle a moan, she felt Bruce's hands cup and squeeze her breasts, lifting them and squishing them together while feeling Bruce moving counter clockwise as they restarted their rhythm.
Bruce leaned his head back into his pillow and moaned along with her. Quickly opening his eyes and watched as Diana sat up completely her perfect body sitting on top and about to ride him, resting her legs against his hips. She slowly raised herself up and down, as she rested her hands over his stomach and chest.
"Yes…" Diana hissed as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the heavenly feel of Bruce's shaft stroking her insides, the walls tightening completely enveloping his manhood.
Bruce reached up and cupped her breasts and gently ran his fingers over her stomach. The only sounds emanating from their bedroom were their moans and the slick sounds of their movements. As time passed, Bruce and Diana picked up their pace and their breathing became ragged.
Diana began to grind her hips into a hard and fast rhythm, Bruce was more than able to keep pace with her. They both moaned in unison as they felt themselves move closer to their releases.
Dina leaned forward and felt her nipples brush against his chest and she felt beads of sweat trickle down her body. Bruce ran a hand up and down, massaging her bare back and gripped her hips with the other. They adjusted their movements upon the beginning of reverse missionary, as Diana began to slide back and forth, with Bruce thrusting his hips in time with her movements. After only a few more all too brief moments.
It hit them.
The couple both achieved their orgasms at the same moment and felt waves of pleasure travel through their bodies. Bruce released into her and groaned, while Diana arched her back and threw back her head, raven hair moving through the air and cascading down her shoulders, she felt her insides tighten around Bruce's cock with a vice like feel and released her juices all over his manhood. Bruce's released into her blending their fluids together.
Moving slowly, Diana collapsed onto her husband and wrapped her arms around him while he did the same. Bruce kissed her on her reddened cheek and Diana kissed his right temple softly, tasting his sweat. They both were working to regain their breath and recover. They both knew they had one more left in them, Bruce softened inside slightly, but his recovery rate was high and soon they would start over. Several moments went by as they cuddled in the afterglow of their first lovemaking position, the moonlight outside shining on them.
"I love you." Bruce said to her with deep affection as he came close to completely recovering.
Diana moved her head off the pillow and looked at him. She smiled at the gentle look and loving eyes of her beloved husband.
"I love you." Diana replied back. She pecked him on the lips and ran her hand through his still damp black hair. She felt her bond with him was always stronger when they made love, and felt as if their hearts beat as one when they were joined.
Bruce kissed Diana again and slowly rolled them over so he was one top. He adjusted himself for the missionary position, which was her favorite, as was his. She wrapped her left leg around his right and bent her right leg slightly at the knees.
"Make love to me." Diana softly let out.
"As my Princess desires." Bruce gently told her. He ran his fingers through her own damp hair as he looked into her ocean blue eyes.
He slowly and gently thrust into her and watched as waves of pleasure hit her face. He slipped an arm under her back and held her close, while slipping his other arm under her shoulder and resting his hand next to her head. Diana reached up and held the back of his strong neck and wrapped an arm around his back.
Diana bucked her hips and they started another intimate dance. Hips grinded against hips and the sounds of his thrusts and her wetness echoed in their bedroom. Diana arched her back and squished her breasts against him. Her toes curled and pressed against the bottom of the mattress.
Unlike when she was on top a few moments ago, their movements became faster much quicker than a few moments ago and they knew they wouldn't last as long. But they savored every moment, no matter how brief.
As their movements became quicker as Bruce felt himself lose control and his thrusts became harder and faster, he felt his lower body pin her lower body and her hips bucked wildly with him at the same pace.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah." Diana let out between gasps. "Harder! Harder! Do me!"
"Oh, jesus, Diana!" Bruce replied between his own deep breathes.
The couple steeled themselves for their final release and groaned.
They reached their final orgasms, Diana screamed out like she was possessed as her orgasm hit and buried the back of her head into the pillow and arched against Bruce as much she could, her insides exploding like volcano. Burying her fingers onto his shoulders and neck. Her right leg wrapped around Bruce's hips as she felt him release at the same moment. Bruce roared as he exploded into her again, like an animal that was experiencing the ultimate high, the muscles in his body tensed as he erupted like a geyser into her.
"BRUCE!"
"DIANA!"
After another minute, they slowed down and now Bruce collapsed onto her this time. He felt himself soften inside her, but he knew that he had nothing left for her and she had nothing left as well. They were both gasping for breath, slowly and with whatever energy he had left, he rolled them over one last time. Both moaned at the feeling of his cock sliding out of her pussy.
Diana adjusted herself and slid to his left, and they cuddled, holding each other. They looked at each other and smiled rubbing noses.
"That was wonderful." Diana finally broke the blissful silence.
"I thought so too." Bruce replied giving her a squeeze.
Lifting her herself up, she rolled over Bruce and slid to the right of the bed and walked over to the window that was open and looked outside at the city in front of her. Bruce rolled onto his side and watched her as she placed her left hand on the window frame. After another few moments, Bruce joined her and padded over, wrapping one arm around her waist and another under her breasts. Diana sighed contently and leaped into him, placing her own hands on his.
"Thank you for tonight." Diana murmured as she watched the beauty of Gotham City before her. Having a penthouse at Wayne Tower definitely had its perks.
Bruce smiled as they held one another and watched the night. It looked peaceful and the city he protected his entire life looked more beautiful than ever. Then again, having the gorgeous woman in his arms to enjoy it made it better.
"Your welcome." Bruce answered her as he felt the warmth of her hair and skin pressed against his shoulder as she rested her head. It definitely paid to have someone that was close to the same height as him. "I wish it could have happened the way we planned it."
Diana's eyes looked up at him and she smiled that warm and loving smile she always showed to people she loved and cared for. "It's okay. Maybe it was for the best that we fought crime tonight. It's who we are and what we do."
Bruce looked at her and nodded his head. "I guess that's a good way to put it."
Diana continued to smile and turned, pressing her body against Bruce. "And the ending happened the way we wanted."
Both laughed and gently kissed again, the pair then returned to their bed and slide onto it, Bruce placed himself in the center, with Diana climbing onto the bed and crawled over to the bed.
Diana many times would sleep on his left, but her customary spot was on his right. Diana pressed herself against Bruce, her right placed between his, her breasts pressing against his muscled chest. Diana placed her right hand on Bruce's left shoulder while gently playing with Bruce's hair on the side of head. Bruce, in turn, wrapped his arm around her waist, gently stroking her fingers on her lower back, he wrapped his left arm around her shoulders with his forearm gently rubbing her right breast.
"Goodnight, love." Diana whispered as she kissed her husband one more time.
Bruce smiled softly and kissed his wife back. "Goodnight, princess."
They snuggled together and slowly drifted off to sleep. Knowing that no matter how their date night went, they had each other.
And there could always be another date night. They had all the time in the world.
THE END
Final Notes: The story is done with this 'complete edition' and pretty much nothing change with this re-release, though I don't think anyone is complaining. I sincerely hope that everyone who has read this story and those who have yet to have enjoyed the long ride. Review, favorite and all that.
Until next time.