Moment
Inspired by Victoria Monet's "Moment"
Conversation of Love (Part 2)
Saturday Morning, Clark Kent's apartment.
Clark was sitting in the middle of his living room floor with boxes of memorabilia from his childhood.
He couldn't believe it has been almost 10 years since he graduated high school, 5 years he's been in Metropolis, working at the Daily Planet, being Superman and member of the Justice League. 5 years of knowing his best friend Diana Prince, Wonder Woman and 1 week into taking their relationship to a whole next level intimately. She was the most magnificent woman he'd ever known.
She was gorgeous, incredibly talented, and intelligent. For the longest time, he thought he would never meet a woman like her that could truly understand him and be able to open up to him. She knew his truth as Superman, Kal-El, and Clark Kent. She accepted him as one man.
He couldn't deny his feelings for her have evolved over the last couple of years. There had always been a mutual attraction from the first time they met but it was also a mutual unspoken agreement not to act too fast on those feelings remaining friends and professionals.
Though, for the past year, they'd started spending even more personal time together. Their relationship had taken a leap to the next step almost 3 months ago and a week ago, they'd spent time in the WonderDome.
That time of being with Diana so intimately, how she was so open to him, to let him know what she liked, what she wanted from him, and to let him please her in ways neither had ever known. It was truly a grand experience for them both and he wanted so much more of her.
*KNOCK. KNOCK*
He looked up at the front door and used his X-ray vision to look through the door to see who it was.
"Diana?"
He quickly went to the door opening it.
"Di…Hey!"
She smiled, "Hey, Clark." She looked at him up and down biting her lip.
He was wearing a sleeveless tracksuit with shorts. She couldn't stop staring at his incredible biceps, his massive godly chest, and…she tilted her head slightly and smirked, the faint print of his manhood.
"Sorry…" Clark cleared his throat. "Come on in."
He stepped to the side as Diana walked in. He couldn't stop staring at her even as he closed the door and locked it.
She was wearing a chic military-type thigh-length short coat with her Wonder Woman attire underneath, her boots, and her silver tiara pushed back like a headband.
"I was..um…I was actually thinking about you. Was going to call later."
"Really? I'm glad I followed my intuition but I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"
"Oh no, not at all." He wrapped his arms around her pulling her into an embrace and kissed her softly. "Just going through some old stuff from grad school on up I brought from Smallville. Ma is doing some cleaning. The attic was getting a bit full. I can't believe Ma kept all of this." He looked deeply into her eyes. He could see she was a bit tired and something else. "What's wrong?"
"Well, I just came back from dealing with Strife's mess in Baton Rouge. I was thinking of going back to the Tower for a little training but wanted to spend time with you."
He was instantly taken aback. "Really, Di?"
"Well of course!" She smiled. "I enjoy our time. It's so much fun and being together now, the perk of dating is spending all the time we want together, you know?"
"Yeah," Clark smiled. "Okay well let me put all this up and we can go ou-"
"I'd like to stay in for a while if that's okay? I can help you too. If you don't mind?"
"Oh okay! Yeah. How about you get out of your uniform into something more comfortable? I'll get you one of my shirts."
Diana nodded and kissed him again.
Clark took her hand taking her to his bedroom.
Diana sat on the bed as Clark kneeled in front of her. He raised up her right leg and unzipped her boot taking it off, then raised her left leg and unzipped her other boot taking it off.
Diana smiled and leaned down to him. She cupped his face with both hands and kissed him.
"The sweetest, Love."
Clark stood up and helped her unbutton her coat sliding it off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. Diana then reached back unzipping her uniform letting it fall as well.
Clark was instantly taken aback by Diana's glorious nakedness open for him to see. What a heavenly sight for his eyes making his mouth water. He was mesmerized by her gracious curves and ready to take her into his arms, wanting to explore every inch of her sexy body.
She smirked noticing the way he was staring at her.
"I'll be right out." She stepped close purposely pressing her naked body against him and kissed his cheek. "Thank you."
"Anything for you, Di," he assured. "I'll have a shirt for you on the bed. I'll be in the living room waiting for you."
"Okay."
Clark was still so mesmerized by Diana as she walked to the bathroom. He was just thinking about her and then now he couldn't believe she was here now.
30 minutes later…
Diana walked into the living room.
"Kal."
He looked up and his jaw immediately drops.
"Damn," he said under his breath.
She stood there with a seductive smile wearing his beige long sleeve three-button henley placket with her black thong.
"You…um… feeling better?"
"Much. This is quite comfortable."
Clark was still a bit speechless as she sat next to him.
She picked up a book.
"Meadows Elementary Yearbook"
Diana looked through the book and smiled. "Kal, this is adorable! Look at you! Clark Kent first place winner of the science fair!"
"Yeah, that was some easy times."
"You didn't wear glasses then? And you don't seem enthused?"
"At that time my powers were gradually developing, was easier to keep secret. I was just Clark Kent. In school, I tried to at least keep a low profile and do somewhat what I thought was the bare minimum on some things, or else it would've felt like a cheat."
Diana frowned. "Kal, you should've never felt that way about your gifts. Having that self-awareness however and not misusing your powers make you the most respectful, kind, and a good man you are. You deserve that recognition."
"It was a lot to learn, you know. Ma and Pa were worried every day about me going to school. But they knew that was better for me to have a sense of normalcy even though I still felt isolated. I had friends but lying every day. It was really conflicting."
"No one else from Smallville has ever known?"
"Just Lana."
"I understand that conflict. My mother kept my parentage from me to protect me but you know how much of a disaster that has been."
"But things are getting better with you and your mother."
"Sort of. I don't think there will ever be ligament peace between the Amazons and the Gods even with me being basically the bridge of the two. I would much rather keep them separated anyway. I can't handle that much dysfunction."
Clark laughed. "I'm sorry, Di."
"No…no…I laugh about it, too, sometimes." Diana leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I have you to thank for that. Always making me laugh and smile."
"I'm always here for you, Di."
"I know," she smiled and kissed his cheek again. "I'm always here for you, too."
They spent 2 hours going through more boxes and Clark telling Diana more of his childhood stories.
Diana laughed. "Oh Gods, Kal! I would've loved to see you flying home naked."
"Ha! I'm just glad no one else saw. Taking my clothes was so juvenile."
"And what did you do in retaliation to Neal Crawford?"
"The guy was so full of himself, everyone knew that but didn't know he was so self observed he had his own face printed on his underwear so I just took them and his pants from the locker room and had them on the flag pole."
"Did he know it was you?"
"Nope. Super speed helped so I had an alibi of being on the football field the whole time.
Diana laughed. "You had some times for sure."
"Yeah…" Clark looked at the clock. "It 3. Are you hungry? I can go get something."
"Oh no not really. We can wait a little later."
"I can order us some pizzas? Right now I'll go get us some popcorn for a snack."
"Great! Can you add the cheese powder from last time?"
"Of course!"
Diana smiled watching as he got up. She honestly couldn't stop herself from staring at him. She felt her face heat with her thoughts becoming more and more salacious.
Clark couldn't stop with his boyish grinning. To have Diana with him to share his childhood stories, having her laugh, and to see how she was so engaged in knowing about his childhood meant so much to him.
He finished making the popcorn and sprinkled powdered cheese all off it mixing it making sure to have an even coat. He got two cans of soda out of the fridge.
"Here you go, Di!"
"Thank you! Oh, the smell of popcorn is so good and enhanced with the cheese! It's just so different from what I used to eat back on the island. Grapes and other fruits, lamb, fish, sometimes potatoes. Now almost every day I'm trying something new."
"I have an idea. How about Wonder Woman goes on a round trip around the world as a food taster? Everything documented."
"By you I presume?"
"If you want me to tag along as your personal journal, sure," he smirked.
Diana giggled. "Hmm… my personal journal. I do tell you everything, don't I?"
"Yes, you do." Clark point at his temple. "It's all up here stored in the Sexy Goddess, section. Also here…" he placed his hand over his heart.
Diana leaned over and kissed his cheek again. "Kal, you are something."
Clark smiled and threw some popcorn in the air and caught it in his mouth.
Diana laughed. Clark threw more and caught them all.
"Show off."
Clark winked and threw a hand full in the air to catch. Diana raised her brow and took one throwing up at him. Clark missed the rest having it fall all over him.
"Seriously, Di?"
Diana laughed again. "Yes." She threw more at him.
"Oh, you are so gonna get it!"
Diana squealed and was just about to try to get up but Clark quickly grabbed her pulling her down to him. She was sitting in his lap and felt his excitement. She was squirming in his arms laughing loudly as he started tickling her.
"Kal! Kal, stop it!"
"Nope! You started it!"
"Kal!"
"Nope!
Diana looked at him with a fierce look in her eyes and started fighting him playfully.
"Di, you aren't being fair now!" He laughed dodging her hits.
"Me?! You started it?"
"Who threw the popcorn first?" He questioned with a raised brow.
Diana glared and jumped on him.
"Woah!"
Clark was on his back while Diana was straddled on top of him pinning his wrist to the floor.
Staring down at him, Diana smirked. "Hm…as always."
"What?"
"You always let me do this. Let me win in our sparring matches or little things like this. You let me pin you down."
"No…I mean…" he sighed and smirked. "I can't deny the beautiful view. Yeah, I've thought about having you like this plenty of times before we started dating. You're right…those moments alone with our sparring sessions or things like this, I couldn't help myself thinking of you."
Diana blushed. "Oh?"
Clark looked away from her feeling a bit ashamed. "I'm sorry."
"What are you apologizing for? There's no need at all."
Clark looked at her to see her smiling and licked her lips suggestively.
"I've had plenty of thoughts myself as you already know one of them from our WonderDome rendezvous last week. I can't stop thinking about it. They've all played through my mind for such a long time. We're alone, we're together. Time is on our side. I'd like to actually play more of them out here and now." She smiled and leaned down pressing her chest to his. "Clark, I want you just as bad as you want me…"
She kissed him. Letting his wrists loose, Clark immediately wrapped his arms around her deepening the kiss.
He sat up and Diana adjusted herself on him feeling his excitement rising more. She moaned and cupped his face with both hands.
She smiled and kissed him softly raising his shirt. Clark momentarily broke their kiss taking off his shirt tossing it to the side.
Tongues intertwined, falling into a tight embrace, letting go, feeling the passion they felt for each other. Isobel shivered with the embrace of his strong arms as they continued to kiss. Clark ran his hands down her back and groped her ass. Diana cupped his face with both hands, slowly grinding on him.
Breaking their kiss, they leaned their foreheads against one another's.
"You don't know how glad I am for you to be here, Di."
"Then show me," Diana smiled.
Clark raised his hand to cup her cheek and ran his thumb gently over her lips.
"I have a couple of cravings right now, Kal…"
"Yeah?"
She grinned seductively seeing his eyes light up.
"I want you…to…order us…pizza. You know exactly what I like." She trailed her hands down his chest. "Then…while we're waiting for that, I'll show you what else I'm craving."
She planted her lips against his again, diving her tongue into his mouth. They made out like teenagers, their tongues pushing against each other, as his hands fumbled over her body.
Then pulling away she whispered in his ear.
"You called for me. Just as I called for you. I want to have my own conversation with you."
Clark looked deeply into her eyes. His heart started racing. God damn how powerful the mind's imagination could do. This has to be a dream or a fantasy. But no, he was right here with her in his arms. This had been manifesting for so long and now the time seemed to slow to a complete stop to this moment.
Diana smiled. "Kal?"
"Are you serious, Di?"
"Very."
"Be right back. The phone is on the kitchen table."
Diana slid on the other side of him as Clark quickly got up to go to the kitchen. He grabbed his phone and started dialing the pizzeria.
While the phone was ringing, Diana walked into the kitchen. Clark just standing in his shorts in the kitchen, Diana gave him a mischievous wink and lowered herself before him on knees.
"Yeah…I'd like to place an order for 2 large pizzas. I-" Clark paused for a slight second as Diana kissed his abs as she steadied herself on his stomach, feeling his muscles twitch under her lips and grazing fingers. "Um. The first is…deep crust chicken and spinach with extra cheese and mushrooms…." he paused again as she started licking and sucking on part above his waistband with Diana storing the V-line of his abs. "The second…" she eyed him, using her teeth Diana slowly dragged his shorts down "Supreme….stuffed crust…" he breathed out deeply as Diana buried her face in his sex and her hands reached behind to massage his buns of steel. "…with extra everything." Clark gasped.
Diana smiled as her head shifted, and her lips locked around his head, sucking on it. Her hand reached down to his balls and stroked. He groaned lowly at the feel of her soft hands squeezing around him.
"Yeah…last name, Kent…"
Her head was bobbing up and down the length of him and his entire body quivers with every bobble of my head, hips arching as he strains against me. He was leaking, soaking through in her mouth. His hips were moving involuntarily, pushing up to meet her mouthas she slid, and his breathing was heavy, coming between low gasps and groans. He cleared his throat trying to maintain his composure still on the phone.
"10308 Ridgeway Blvd. Apartment number 27…" Clark tried to breathe but Diana slowly releasing him and kissing him all over his inner thighs was making it extremely difficult. "45 minutes…Alright."
Clark quickly hung up and put his phone down.
"Diana."
The connection between them had a particularly special tension building inside, tightening their stomachs until their breaths picked up the pace.
His fingers delved into her hair at the sides and his thumbs swept over her cheeks. Diana's eyes drifted closed and sighed as she found herself kissing on his muscular legs on both sides, marking him with the sweetest, softest kiss. His hips moved slowly with hers, his hands staying right where they were to keep her steady—and it felt right, so, so right. After the intensity of what they'd shared, the sensuality, she smiled coyly and looked up to find him staring hotly at her, face tense and concentrated, and Diana allowed her eyes to drift back to the task at hand.
His manhood stood rigidly on display in front of her face, her hand wraps around his erection, stroking gracefully.
"Di…"
"Mmhm?"
Feeling the wet skin of his manhood that felt so hot, and so rigid and firm, yet with a slightly spongy feel as she gently squeezed it. She then ran her finger over the tip of his head and felt a drop of him that she massaged into it, Clark almost felt like already losing control of the sensation. Her fingertips grazed up and down his shaft, leaving him trembling helplessly in her grip. His body buzzed at her touch. Already he could feel that hot pleasure building inside his manhood, threatening to explode at any moment while he silently prayed to let this last as long as possible.
Diana dropped her head again and he could feel her breath up against it as she nuzzled him softly, brushing her beautiful luscious lips up and down its length. Clark was in heaven with her touch, she looked up, smiling at him, licking up and down, up and down, licking every part of him, his foreskin, circling it and nuzzling with tongue inside it before suckling at it and working it gently between her lips. Kissing, licking, then sucking him.
She hummed happily as she tasted him leaking on her tongue, pulling back to flick her tongue into his slit and watch her fist pump his foreskin back and forth across the head until another pearly drop appears. Licking it clean, she follow the length of him down, tonguing and suckling while she continued working that foreskin over the head of his manhood.
Clark moaned her name, louder and louder when she opened her mouth and descended upon him, engulfing him and he grunted at the sudden burst of pleasure, of warm, moist ecstasy, that shot through him. Her mouth gripped his arousal while her cerulean eyes stared into his. She watched the sensations wash over him while she used her mouth and hands to turn him on even more and turn him inside out. Her head bobbed, her voice cooed, her tongue swirled and danced as elegantly resulting in his heart rate accelerating. He couldn't help but moan her name again, urging her to go faster, and no longer concerned about anything else.
One of Clark's hands sifts through Diana's hair and runs a gentle finger across her temple. She took more of him into her mouth with each pass, her lips stretching wide around his girth. Her grip tightened as her hand begins to follow the path her mouth was taking. As she sped up, her hair tickled and dragged across his thighs and stomach until he bunched it in one hand to keep the view of his length disappearing into her mouth unobstructed.
He leaned back, closing his eyes, and surrendered to her skill. The sensations were overwhelming, the firmness of her tonguing combined with the warmth and wetness of her mouth around him. He pushed his hips forward, thrusting out his crotch and offering his member fully to her. He could feel the pleasure building, a constant tingling that was spiked with intense bursts as her tongue teased across the most sensitive parts of his member. She was simply incredible, working him with her tongue, even placed little kisses on the head.
She knew that he's not going to make it longer so she made him stop and replace her lips with a hand, to hold him off a bit longer.
"Diana," He said urgently and hoarsely, his hand covering hers.
Diana moved his hand, takes him back into her mouth, guided his thrusts with her cheeks hollowing and her tongue curling under him.
His gasped quickly turned into deeper moans, and he couldn't stop moving his hips to meet her movements. He was close. He knew he couldn't hold out any longer. Sharp bolts of pleasure shot straight up his spine with every flick of her tongue now. She flicked her tongue back and forth over the head and looked up at his face. The pleasure was plain to see, and her lips tightened into a smile around him.
As Clark began to writhe and shift a bit helplessly, Diana took him deep and suck harder, working her mouth and fist over him faster and faster, dragging and flicking her tongue over the underside of him with each delicious stroke. As he panted and started thrusting gently up into her mouth, Diana moaned and felt her own body begin to react.
Shifting her hand out of the way, Diana breathed deeply, humming a little again, and taking more of him so. His back arched, pushing his length deeper into her mouth. Deep, loving the little noises he continued to make. Suddenly, his hips began bucking and his breathing turned to short, quick gasps.
"Diana…Di…"
Before he could complete fall over into orgasmic bliss, Diana pulled him free from her mouth and blow on his wet length before standing up. Diana took his hand pulled him up for them to go back into the living room. She pushed him down on the couch and straddled him again. Her mouth finding his neck. She bit, kissed, and caressed her man, enjoying the effect she was having on him. His massive chest rose and fell as his breath quickened.
Her hand gripped his shaft, firmly and possessively. She held him, lowering herself on her knees. Her touch sent shivers up his spine as he leaned back against the couch. She pumped his member a couple of times and looked up with a smile, seeing his body already responding joyfully.
She kissed the tip then dragged her tongue up his shaft and she enclosed her lips around the head again, teasing him, licking it inside her mouth. It was like electric sparks shot through him. Without looking away from his face, Diana pushed her lips down on him and Clark looked into her big, cerulean blue eyes and watched his member disappear into her mouth. Her warm wet mouth enveloped around his member. Her tongue continued to swirl around the head and Clark felt his member hit the back of her throat. Then she backed off sliding it almost all the way out before sliding it back in.
Diana moaned as she was receiving almost as much pleasure from what she was doing as Clark was. She loved everything about what she was doing, from the way her lover's thick shaft spread her lips to the way his manhood filled her mouth to the way the head brushed against the back of her throat before gliding the rest of the way down. One of the most pleasurable sensations was seeing his chest rising and falling as he breathed deeply and the grimaces of joy flickering across his face.
Clark's hand instinctively went to the back of her head. Clark groaned was lost in ecstasy.
Clark was savoring the sensation of an impending glorious orgasm when he was suddenly jolted back into realism.
"Mmh…Kal? ….Kal? …..Clark?"
He opened his eyes and looked down at her.
She smiled sitting up and licked her lips. "The door."
Focusing, he heard a knock. Clark recovered from his sensory overload.
"Oh, dammit." He said under his breath.
It was the pizza delivery guy.
"No more than 5 seconds."
Clark rushed putting back on his shorts. When Clark opened the door, before the delivery guy could say anything, or even blink, Clark signed his receipt, grabbed the pizza boxes then gave him the money.
"Thanks, man. Keep the change."
Clark quickly closed the door leaving him bewildered.
The guy shook his head and shrugged walking away.
Clark sat the boxes down on the kitchen counter and quickly went back into the living room, taking back off his shorts.
"Ok, now where were we?"
Diana giggled. "Someone is very eager. You aren't hungry?" she asked knowing the answer.
"The pizza can wait. I can't believe we're doing this…what we just did."
Diana grinned. "What we are about to do. Believe it, Kal-El."
Diana slowly took off Clark's shirt revealing her glorious voluptuous breasts. She then slowly bent over as she took off her thong sliding them down her sexy long legs.
"Come to me."
Clark stepped closer. He ran his fingers through her hair. He loved the way it framed her beautiful face. That desire in her eyes. He knew she see the passion in his. Gently he traced the lines of her face, hoping she could feel his desire for her. Moving his hands behind her neck, he drew her face to his. Clark felt that continued instant spark as their lips touched. He traced his tongue over her perfect lips as her lips part, gently sucking her lower lip. Their mouths come together fully, their lips slightly open, and began playfully dueling with their tongues, each darting quickly between the other's lips and drawing back. As they breathe each other's breath, their passion rise even more. Their tongues earnestly battled and explored. Clark gently rubbed and scratched her back, starting at the shoulders and going down.
He gripped two handfuls of her ample ass. He'd been driven crazy, having to watch it sway in front of him all day. Now, the wait was finally over and he squeezed each side, pinching them, causing her to let out a deep moan into his mouth before he rubbed his hands in circular motions, massaging her rounded cheeks and palming it, one thumb dragging between the crease.
Breaking their kiss, Clark lightly kissing her lovely face, starting with her forehead, moving to her cheeks, chin, nose, and eyelids. While loving on her neck with little nibbles, he wrapped his arms around her waist bringing her down with him to sit back down on the floor.
The feeling of each other's skin put them in total ecstasy. They have wanted this for so long.
Looking deeply into his eyes, Diana lifted up and sucked the index and middle fingers of his right hand deep into her mouth, running her tongue their length and between them. She backed her mouth off while gently nibbling and sucking the whole way.
Trailing his right hand down her side, Clark resumed kissing and nibbling her neck, holding her tight with his left arm, as if to not let her slip away.
He palmed her breast, feeling her erect nipple rub against his hand. Her soft moan by his ear was enough to let him know that she encouraged his actions. He continued to roll the palm of his hand over her stiff nipple.
Diana pulled back slightly for him to give attention to her other breast. Taking her breasts in his hands, he was filled with wonder at how beautiful they are. He traced them, squeeze them, and lowered his mouth. Kissing each nipple gently, his tongue traced the areoles. He sucked the left nipple deep in his mouth. With continual suction, he drew back while flicking the tip, rolling his tongue around it, and lightly nibbling. Feeling it draw tight and harden, he continued teasing it for several minutes. He loved hearing her groan and catch her breath. He moved to the right nipple, repeating the process. Diana's body was shaking and her moans were getting louder.
As he continued to ravish her breasts with his mouth, Diana placed her hand on top of Clark's and guided his right hand to trail down her abdomen to her center. He caressed the damp and soft flesh between Diana's legs as she whimpered her pleasure.
"Yes…"
He let his thick fingers graze her swollen lips. There was the spot he decided to focus on as his finger moved back and forth, tracing along the area. He heard a soft moan leave her mouth. As his finger reached her eager womanhood, he gently stroked through her arousal then thrust and slid one then two fingers slowly inside
"Oh Gods," she grunted, as the futility of her situation truly sank in.
She was utterly helpless, destined to be relentlessly and continuously pleasured by Clark for as long as he saw fit. A zing of adrenaline shot through her already overloaded body at the pure deliciousness of that thought. His fingers thrust back and forth, settling into a steadfast rhythm that had Diana back on the precipice of an orgasm within seconds, rather than minutes. She shattered with ecstasy as the first climax ripped almost painfully through her defenseless body. Screaming with an urgent need, she grasped hard around her lover's fingers, making him wish another part of his anatomy altogether was being subjected to her powerful internal muscles.
Before Diana had even started to catch her breath, without stopping the rhythm of his hand, he instantly drove her on, his mouth descending to hers, boldly claiming what was his. Moaning into his mouth, her entire body stiffened before a wave of immense energy was liberated from her twisting, spasming form.
"Gods!" she gasped, as Clark released her mouth, allowing her to take in much-needed oxygen.
Clark moved his mouth to the side of her neck and began to suck on it. He then slid back up to her lips and kiss you deeply, savoring every delicious moan that escaped her into his mouth. The mouth on mouth, tongue on tongue, breath on the breath. Clark could feel her grinding harder on his hand, her lust growing.
Diana's hand trailed down to his hardness, slowly stroking him. Clark let out a groan as his mouth claimed hers as his own once again. Their kiss was long, deep, and satisfying; tongues moving lovingly against each other in order to deliver maximum joint satisfaction.
Diana hummed approvingly and pushed her hips forwards, hands moving around his shoulders. She leaned towards him and buried her face into his neck, her gasps of eager anticipation louder in his ear. She kissed his throat and got a grunt of surprise and arousal as her reward. She couldn't help but giggle, her laugh sprouted into a sharp gasp, and she nestled his shoulder.
He increased the speed of his hand and curling his fingers a little more to ensure her G-spot was stimulated with unfailing accuracy.
"Clark…" she shrieked, just seconds before she lost control again.
With a smirk, on and on continued Diana's relentless pleasure, Clark silently refused to stop until he'd driven his much loved Diana completely out of her mind just as she did moments earlier. Clark assisted her to escalate towards yet another orgasm. But this time, just before Diana was about to lose herself, he reached for the left nipple and pulled it gently. Roaring with passion, Diana experienced something she never had in her life as the intensity encompassing her compressed nipple automatically spread through the rest of the zones he'd cruelly compressed. With a broad smile, Clark knew the opportunity was too good to miss. As his fingers drove her towards one final climax.
"Oh!" she just managed to gasp.
Accompanied by his insistent, pounding fingers, it was no surprise to Clark when Diana bellowed with despair. A hot liquid flowing under pressure from her core, running across both of their bodies and drenching the rug under them.
Diana took his face into her hands and tenderly kissed him. Clark grabbed the pillows from the sofa placing them around and then quickly laid Diana on her back. He pressed his lips back to her hard, aroused nipples and sucked each one till she moaned and squeaked. He slowly moved down her body, covering it in kisses, moving from side to side.
Clark swiveled her around and saw her round ass perched by his face. He smacked the beautiful, ripe peach tenderly so he could see the jiggle of her cheeks. His fingers kneaded them, sinking into the smooth, shapely curves.
He bent down and took a bite of her fleshy hip, Diana let out a little yelp, he tightened his hold and quickly sucked on the area before licking where he bit her, soothing with slow strokes of his tongue.
He flipped her over, Diana felt cozy, safe, free to enjoy, free to give herself over as she grasped for his hair.
"Clark…"
He had her legs spread wide for him. She spread them a little wider, and the most magnificent sight he'd ever seen appeared. Her slit was pink and wet, glistening and sparkling. He inhaled the aroma from between her legs and his brain seemed to misfire, overwhelmed by the intensity of the lust he was feeling.
He grinned at her. "Talk to me, Diana."
He started kissing the inside of her thighs, moving upwards.
"OH," she gasped.
He gave her labia a long lick. He paused to take in the effect it had, her body trembling slightly, her breasts heaving, the nipples still firm at attention.
He closed his mouth around her clit, pinching it between his lips and sucking hard on it like a vacuum. Her sex tasted better than his wildest dreams; the smell of her lust was now flooding his mouth. His tongue began to taste her tangy, sweet juices as he licked along with her. He slipped his fingers he'd been pleasuring her with into her mouth, she licked it, then gleefully sucked it. Then he stroked gently before pushing those two fingers slowly back inside her. He felt her clench tight around his fingers, so he eased his thrusting and curled his fingers up to rub the tips against her G-spot.
He moved his tongue up and down her labia, circling her outer lips and just barely touching the inner. He could hear her moans growing louder somewhere above him. He continued on covering her entire pussy with his mouth, plunging his tongue inside her, slowly working his way up her lips to the crest of her clit. Her thighs tightened around him, and she put her hands in his hair. Her moans grew louder, and the trembling in her body increased.
Clark closed his eyes as the taste of her intensified under his tongue. She threw her head back, and shuddered, her whole body trembling.
Diana's mouth now hung open, stringing out emotions and demands. More... Harder... Please...!... Oh By God!... YES!
"Oh...yes, Kal! Yes!"
Diana was falling; soaring through the air as it felt the wind was running across her skin, making her hot. She was falling down, down, and her muscles slammed downward from her core. Shuttering again, and again, and again, her orgasm slammed against Clark's fingers as he groaned, longingly looking at his fingers crammed inside her.
As his fingers slipped out he gave her tender clit a kiss that made her press her knees together, almost shuttering again.
Her response was an instantaneous moan, and a thrust of her hips that pushed her clit back up to his mouth. He used the tip of his tongue to flick side to side across it, while he lightly grazed a hand up her inner thigh. His finger slipped easily inside her again, and he added a second finger alongside it. He again pumped his fingers slowly in and out of her wetness, while his tongue kept stroking her sensitive clit. She was quickly building to another orgasm, with her hips thrusting against his face and moans growing in strength.
"Oh my Gods, Kal!"
Her thighs clamp on his hand as he fingered her. Diana called out to him again and again like a prayer.
Her juices flowed from her opening, streaming out around his fingers. Just as she felt like she was going to orgasm again he pulled out his talented fingers. She almost sobbed at the loss. She heard him lick his fingers, tasting her. She whimpered.
Clark kissed up her body to her lips.
Diana then pushed him back.
She stroked a hand down his length. "Come over here." She made him kneel beside the pillow.
She lay on her back and let her head hang off the pillow. Her hand grasped him, and held him firmly, running her hand up and down his shaft before Diana slid the round head of his member into her mouth, savoring the taste of him. Clark couldn't get enough of the feeling of the warm wetness of her mouth enveloping his hardness as he watched his manhood penetrating deeply in her mouth.
She slipped two fingers into herself and rubbed her clit with the other hand and Clark palmed her breasts, continued to squeeze it.
She pulled him out and licked him like a lollipop, taking in just the tip, Her tongue is like magic on his hard shaft. Circling the head, flicking the tip, and stroking down the engorged vein running down the bottom.
"God, Diana." She was driving him to the point of insanity with lust!
He squeezed his eyes shut and gripped her breasts tight. "Ah, Di…"
It was too much to resist. He felt himself past the point of no return.
She pursed her lips tightly around him and took his shaft as deeply inside her mouth as it could fit. Ignoring the droll spiling from her mouth, she began slurping him down faster and faster, she focused on relaxing her throat so she can take in more. Clark could see Diana lengthening her neck with lips stretched wide and throat moving as he pushes into her, as she pulls him in deeper, holding him completely in her mouth for the longest few seconds of his life as she hallowed her cheeks, sucking him tighter and faster.
With her eyes locked on his, his shaft spasmed inside her throat, pulsating, as his essence gushed inside of her. Her mouth tightened rhythmically around him, as she swallowed every last drop of his essence. She suckled until he had already given up everything to her mouth before she finally released his member from its blissful imprisonment and one last kiss on the tip.
She raised and pushed him back to crawled back up,straddled his legs, and slowly moving towards him, her long dark hair falling onto her breasts, her hands on either side of his head.
Clark propped himself up on the pillow behind him and pushed the head of his manhood against her outer lips, just barely touching them. Sparks of electricity flew through him, and he felt her trembling a little bit. He slid it tentatively up and down her slit. There was remarkably little friction, with a mixture of her wetness and a coating of him on her. She gasped a little with each motion.
Slowly, oh so slowly, the head of his member slipped inside her. She squealed, grasping the pillow as he advanced and heard her gasp. He paused.
"You okay?" he asked, concerned.
She bit her lip and nodded, thrusting forward inch by inch until he was fully ensconced within her. She lay on top of him, her breasts pressing against his chest. Clark could feel Diana's heart beating in tandem with his. The tips of her hair tickled him, and her breath was ragged.
She felt better than anything he'd ever felt before. Her womanhood was hot, tight, and slick. It took all the force of mind he had not to spend himself inside her right there.
Sitting back up, she pulled herself off him gently. She gasped slightly as she pushed forwards again and began to move her pelvis into his.
It was the best sensation they'd ever felt. Clark felt himself sliding in and out of her. She was warm and soft, and their bodies fit like a jigsaw. Her moans grew in urgency as she continued thrusting. He reached his hands up her body, supporting her waist, his fingers brushing the bottoms of her breasts.
"Oh my gods, Clark, that feels so good..."
She rode him with more ferocity, her breasts bouncing up and down and her head thrown back in ecstasy, her hair flying. His member slid in and out, her inner lips pulling on it with each thrust. She moaned louder and louder. Out of some instinct, he reached his thumb down and rubbed the top of her labia. She arched her back, the music of her moans to his ears.
Clark looked up at this beautiful Amazon on top of him. The sensation of him entering her again was almost too much. She kept her hands on either side of his head and began rocking her body up and down. Her breasts looked amazing, swaying around as she moved. When she bounced up it felt like he would come out of her, though he never did. She was a master at this. The tip of his manhood stayed inside her and then when her body came back down he could feel her wetness splash on his waist, as she tried to take his whole member back in her. He played with her voluptuous breasts as she rode him to near completion.
Clark sat up and without warning, rolled her over, pinning her wrists above her head, and slid his hands into hers entwining their fingers. He had such a strong chin and eyes that seem to look right into her erotic soul. Oh, what pleasure. What a glorious sensation. He thuds his hips against hers and his member is deep in her center. He pulled his hips back again and forward driving deeper inside. His animal sounds fill her ears as he pounded into her non-stop. His mind started to become more overtaken by the pleasure and his hips started to move faster and faster as she returned her movements. He kissed her passionately and every time they separated their lips they could only let out moans before they went back to kissing each other.
"Yes, yes, yes! Oh Gods, yes Kal!"
Her breaths began to come at more irregular intervals. Small gasps escaped her mouth. Her womanhood was electric with waves of orgasmic pleasure. Clark's face was distorted in pure lust as he drilled into her. Diana turned her head and kiss his wrist in total loving surrender.
Lust took a hold of Clark, and he sat up suddenly, sliding her off him. She gave him a devilish smile as he turned her over.
"Bend over for me."
He had wanted to bend her over and do this for so long. He imagined this very moment and here they are, this was reality. She had the perfect ass - athletic, toned yet had a marvelous jiggle and also very curvy. He put his hands on her hips.
Diana arched her back and parted her legs slightly to give him better access. Diana tried to move her hips, wanting him so bad. He chuckled and she nodded eagerly. He gently bites the junction between her neck and shoulders, teasing her with his member. Clark paused a second to run his hands over her firm cheeks, before reaching between her legs to part her moist lips with his fingers. He then bent down and pressed wet, open mouth kisses to her sweet cheeks, taking a little bite of her ass as she wiggled against him. He smoothed his lips further down, then darted his tongue out to slick over her clit as he slid it inside of her, Diana pressed back into his face, then dropped to her elbows, further exposing herself to him.
With one hand on her hip, he used his other to guide his slick member inside her sweet heat.
They both moan out loud as he finally entered her from behind. She pushed her hips back, coaxing him to go deeper. Clark didn't need to ask twice. He held her hips with his hands and buried himself as deep as he could go. He started thrusting in and out; slowly at first, building up momentum. Clark completely lost himself in her wetness, sliding in and out so easily, it was as if he was meant to fit inside her.
Reaching his hands forward, he held her breasts as they swayed back and forth.
He teased her nipples with his hands, pinching them slightly. She gasped and moaned louder. With each stroke harder than the last, their skin slapped together in pure ecstasy as he made love to her relentlessly with her shouting his name over and over. Each thrust was causing them both to moan, which added to the noise of their wet pumping. She cried out completely delirious with pleasure.
He pulled her forcefully to his body, grabbing her ass, and massaged the cheeks deeply. The force of his lust was breathtaking. He was holding both globes of her ample ass, continuing to plunge into her with more and more force. Her entire body moving forward with each push of his member. He wasn't even close to climaxing, just enjoying the hot, slick, wet, walls of her enveloping. He wanted to make her climax over and over again. Make her scream with ecstasy. There was nothing he loved more than hearing this woman impaled on his length scream out as she climaxed. Nothing was as good as watching her meltdown and lose all control because of what his hard length was doing in her.
He pounded into her as he wrapped her long hair around his and pulled back her hair. He felt her womanhood tighten around him as her body began to shake and her back arched further and she rested her head on the pillow, screaming in pleasure.
"Yes, yes! Take me. Oh yes. Ahhhhhhhhh. That's right."
Diana focused on the sensation of him sliding into her and begged him to keep going. He continued on with his deep thrusts, his heavy breaths, and the feel of his fingers digging into her hip thrilling her. When her knees nearly gave way he moved his hand to her lower abdomen and supported her, but he never let up. His pace only increased and she pushed back to meet every thrust.
He rammed her ass and Diana felt like she was on a magic carpet of sweet sensations. It's one continuous sense of ecstasy as his length slid in and out of her sex. She backed up her ass in rhythm with his glorious pounding to get his manhood as deep as possible.
This was going on for what seemed like a long time until he slows and finally stopped. All Diana could hear was their ragged panting and animal sounds coming from deep in our throats. Clark gently stroked the cheek of her ass.
She was so close to yet another orgasm. She moaned, "Oh Kal, don't stop."
"I'm not, Di. I'm far from it."
He pulled back and slammed his manhood back into her sopping wet core. She gasped.
"Oh, Gods!"
Her body was writhing as the pleasure rolled through her like strong waves. Her walls clamped tight on Clark's manhood, pulsating and squeezing around it. His thrusts prolonged her orgasm, her sparking the crescendo to each orgasmic wave. Her moans filled the room.
He slapped her ass loudly and the sting just heightened her passion. Clark did as she demanded, as he wound up and began to pound her intensely. He rammed into her at double speed. He pulled at her hair again as he could feel her ready to climax again.
"Oh, by the Gods. Yes!"
Diana's face fell to the pillow again and she scream into it.
"Yes, Yes. Yes. Yes."
A huge explosive orgasm washed over her.
She loved it as her eyes rolled back to her head. With an earth-shattering cry you came but he didn't stop his pace, he kept going until she had come again and again until he gave her a full-body orgasm covering his manhood and pelvis in her juices.
Clark held both of her asscheeks in his hands, squeezing them. He heard her squeal. He reached forward to the crest of her labia and rubbed that spot ferociously. She shuddered; her eyes closed in ecstasy.
"Right there. Right there."
Clark knew he was getting close to erupting. His vision went black and he clenched his jaw tightly as his aching member erupted inside her as her own juices came spilling out around his throbbing shaft. They both groaned louder and Diana tightened her grip once more into the pillow with each pulse inside her and with each thrust more and more of Clark's seed came rushing out, filling her completely. He could feel her shaking uncontrollably now he grabbed her hips and continued to pull her back and forth, pumping into her as both of them shook from the orgasms tearing through them.
Diana could barely stay on all fours.
"Diana."
"Kal."
Clark leaned back on his heels and took Diana with him, urging her back until she was sitting on his lap. With his arms wrapped around her and his sex buried deep inside hers, the moment felt so good, so right, that they couldn't imagine ever wanting to be anywhere else. He covered her breasts with his palms and pressed his mouth to her neck. His fingertips began teasing her nipples while his hips moved slowly beneath her. Diana couldn't stop herself from matching his pace, deepening the connection to intensify the sensations.
Clark kissed his way slowly along her neck and a trail of shivers followed the journey of his soft, damp, unbelievably sexy mouth. Diana wanted that mouth on hers. She tilted her head back and turned her face up to look into his eyes, and that fiery passion, the intense lust was still there. He smiled and captured her lips. They kissed as they moved together, taking their time and enjoying the intimacy they were feeling.
Diana moaned in his mouth as she felt Clark pull out. Though, with a growl, Clark's hardness rubbed against her ass. As things began to slow she started to gently rock back and forth against him too, both of them basking in their post orgasmic haze.
Then suddenly, Clark tensed a bit, and with one final thrust against her ass from him, a stream of his essence shot across her back and his stomach. The last throbs of pleasure tingling up their spines.
Diana reach behind cupping his neck pulling his face to hers and moaned into another kiss feeling the hot liquid run down her back. Clark folded her in his arms, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as she rested her head onto his shoulder.
The next morning…
Daylight's golden rays slip effortlessly between the gaps in the curtain and gave Clark's bedroom a faded yellow glow.
With his eyes barely open he reach to the other side of the bed only for it to be empty. He breathed out and focused sitting up.
"So last night was-" his thought was cut off by the sound of a lovely heartbeat.
He looked towards the window to see Diana naked peeking out of the small opening. She was breathtakingly beautiful. The sun rays hitting her already sun-kissed skin. Her skin almost seemed to glow in the early morning light. As the soft breeze from the slightly opened window moved the curtains the light danced across her skin in an enticing blend of light and shadow. With those gorgeous curves and her long flowing raven locks cascading down her back He smiled and got out of bed floating over to her.
She jumped slightly then let out and loving sigh and smiled.
Clark wrapped his arms around her holding her tight against his chest. His heart pounding in his chest.
"Good Morning, Diana."
"Good Morning, Kal."
A sly grin playfully crossed his lips before he placed them delicately against her skin. Light, teasing kisses moved along her shoulder before he buried his face in her neck. A content sigh and her hand moving back to run through his hair as he kissed her neck. Clark moved his hand slowly down her arm and intertwined their fingers, lifting them up so he could kiss her palm. The feel of the warmth of her body pressed up against his was intoxicating.
"Did you think last night…or just all of this of us together has been just a dream?" she asked.
"I did. It's all happened so fast. I mean we've been building this for so long and now that it's actually happening, it's so surreal. Last night, I was thinking about you. The next thing I knew, you showed up and then it was a whirlwind of us making love. It's true. For the longest, it's something that I admit, I'd been manifesting but I was prepared to accept if we never got this far."
Diana frowned slightly and turned to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Face to face and heart to heart.
"Why did you think we wouldn't have gone this far?"
"You are my best friend, Di. I have a tremendous amount of respect for you and I care about you so much. I've always been attracted to you, I've made that obvious from the moment we met."
"Yes, you did," she laughed softly.
"But I just thought about complications. How it would affect us as a team together and with the League, you know if things were to get strained or something. If your feelings weren't as deep as mine. I didn't want things to be awkward between us. I don't ever want to risk losing our friendship and partnership." Clark held her tighter. "I don't ever want to lose you. You are an extraordinary woman, Diana. You deserve so much. I do want to be and I am the man that can give you any and everything you want and need. I am the man that protects you, that makes love to you, that puts that beautiful smile on your face and so much more. I've had time to think things over that has happened in my life up til now. I'm grateful to you, Diana. You've pushed me to be the man I suppose to be. To be all of who I am. Wholeheartedly honest and truthful." Clark took a deep breath. "I love you, Diana. I love you so much."
"Kal…" she smiled. "Everything you've said…everything you've done for me…It's exactly why I love you. You are a man of honor and respect. You are so kind and thoughtful. A true gentleman. You will never lose me and I will never lose you. The bond we have because of our friendship and partnership is why being together so intimately is so right for us. All of this has been a dream come true. Waking up this morning, feeling the warmth of you, hearing the sound of you snoring, I-"
"Hey, I don't snore…"
"Yes, you do. You were," she said with a raised brow and laughed.
"Okay…okay…well I hadn't slept like that in a long while. You wore me out," he teased.
Diana laughed again and glided her hands slowly up and down his chest. "It seems we wore each other out."
Clark grinned wiggling his eyes brows and kissed her nose making her laugh again.
"You also wouldn't let me go. If I moved you just held me tighter. I loved that."
"I don't ever want to let you go, Di. I never will."
He moved his hand up to place a finger under her chin, turning her head up slightly as he leaned down slightly so their lips met. The kiss started softly, but as the seconds moved by it became more passionate, hunger and need driving them both.
The kiss was oh so sweet. His lips were full and soft, molding over hers and they both inhaled deeply at the rich sensations that flooded their bodies.
They exhaled in a mutual sigh and Diana wrapped both her arms snugly around his neck again, pressing her body against his impossibly tighter.
Diana broke the kiss. "You know what really woke me up was the sound of cats?"
"Cats? Oh, yeah, it's a couple of alley cats around. I'm surprised you could hear them from way up here."
"It sounded like they were fighting or…mating."
"Mating?" He laughed.
"Yes!" Diana laughed along with him. "And the busy activity of the people of Metropolis. To hear the cars, horns, loud talking whether arguing or having a good time. I really enjoy all of that."
"I'm glad, Di. I just want you happy."
"I am, Kal. With you, I am so, so happy."
Diana saw the fire burning in his eyes equal to the one she felt scorching her insides before he brought his mouth swiftly back to hers.
The kiss was harder this time, more urgent, though surprisingly still slow and sweet. He pulled her even tighter against him and she loved it. He kissed her as though that's what he wanted to do all day as if he could never get enough as if he never wanted to stop.
She grinned against his mouth and he pulled back.
"What is it?"
"Since we have nothing to do again today. I'd like a long hot shower like we had last night and stay in bed or go back into the living room for more of our moments."
"Whatever you want, Di," he nodded enthusiastically again and her grin widened.
His answering smile was just as wide before he dipped his lips back to hers.
Diana shifted her mouth slightly to gently suck his lower lip into her mouth.
The sensation of her hot mouth kneading his lip caused him to moan helplessly. He grabbed her ass lifting her up and Diana instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. As Clark levitated and floated to the bathroom, their insistent kisses never stopped. Diana flicked her tongue over his lips and into his mouth and they both moaned thrusting their tongues into each other's mouths again and again.
Diana clutched at his arms, loving the sensation of Clark's slick tongue stroking over hers, of his arms around her, his hands clutching at her ass as he devoured her mouth. She could feel a pool of warmth gathering between her legs and an answering length of scalding heat throbbing against her thigh.
"I love you, Kal-El," she whispered against his lips.
Clark's heart soared. "I love you, too, Diana."