Look of Love
Diana Prince and Clark Kent's Apartment
Wearing a rustic brown metallic slim fitting backlash draped front split hem halter dress, Diana Prince was finishing getting ready for a special date night out with her lover.
It had been 1 year since Clark made love to Diana in this dress at the annual Metropolis Art Gala. She had been taunting him all that night with this dress, and Clark couldn't take it anymore. He pulled her into the closest empty conference room and rocked her world to no end. It was quite a challenge trying to maintain her moans and screams and she loved every moment of it.
That same night after the Gala, Clark had taken her back to his place and made love to her again all over the apartment for hours. He also repeatedly declared his love and commitment to her.
Late the next morning, after their shower, Clark made them brunch. They talked about what had occurred. Clark reiterated his commitment and he didn't want to pressure Diana but had asked if she wanted to get a place together. Diana happily agreed without any hesitation. They had already been dating for 3 years so it was the logic step to take anyway
Now, today marks 10 years in total of being in each other lives. Best friends, partners, lovers. They were ready to take any and every step of their journeys together.
Clark didn't know that she was wearing this dress tonight. But when he would see it, he would remember the way he kissed her neck and inhaled her scent, the way he touched and teased her skin, and the way he held her hips as he endlessly thrust into her passion in that dim room.
The combination of Diana's natural curvaceous figure and the dress would bring any man to his knees, and that night, all eyes were on her.
Diana's favorite feature of the dress was the slit on the right side that begins mid-thigh, showing off the length of her long, luscious legs that led to her lacy nude color thong that gave the illusion she wasn't wearing anything underneath at all. Yes, she could almost taste the memory in her mind.
Looking at herself over in the mirror, a naughty grin crept across her lips. Her hairstyle for the night was loosely curled falling over her slender shoulders and back. She didn't need make up at all with her otherworldly natural beauty but she did enjoy applying just a very light touch every now and then. Reaching for her perfume, a faint amount misted onto her neck, knowing the way it drives Clark crazy when she wears it. Diana clasped on her gold choker, putting the matching earrings on next. And the remaining item, her gold heels, slipped onto her feet and Diana stepped over to the full height mirror.
Oh, Clark's going to be so intrigued when he sees her. Her whole body was tingling with such anticipation right now just thinking about it, even more so than it had in the bathroom. The look in his sexy ocean blue eyes, the way he'll lick his lips and the way he'll strain to speak when Diana ask him how she looks will be so sexy...
Diana heard a noise in the bedroom and turned her head towards the door. She had locked herself in the bathroom so that he would get no chance to see her until she was ready. He had already promised no cheating using his X-ray vision. Diana was raring now, preparing to step out and exude her sexual powers over him. She strutted toward the door, turning the lock and then the knob. Upon opening the door, Clark's back was turned and his hands were up by his neck. He was fixing his tie but turned when Diana cleared her throat...
"Hey..." Clark started to say before abruptly stopping.
Diana grinned, knowing she'd immediately done just the trick.
"How do I look?" she spoke seductively, her tone smooth and sweet like honey.
The hand that was at his tie was now pulling at it to loosen. Clark stepped forward, a hungry look in his eyes, his tongue licking those sexy lips...
"You look like you're not going to make it out of this apartment," he said, looking her up and down.
Diana could feel his power overwhelming her from his tall, strong build. Wearing a navy suit with a white collar shirt and matching tie, he probably expected Diana to wear the red wrap dress that they went to go pick up from the mall earlier in the week. But today was a special day and the shorter dress seemed more fitting to her. Looking into his eyes, those ocean orbs were now flecked with red, which could only mean one thing...
"Darling, we have to go. We're going...to...ohh, Kal..."
Clark's lips had found her neck, searing her skin with hot, delectable kisses. Diana could smell his cologne, crisp like clean natural air, the scent enrapturing her senses. Her heart started to beat very fast, her face flushed with arousal. The tingling between her thighs had quickly become a painful throb, needing the kind of feeling that only he could give her. Clark looked into her eyes, curious as to know why she'd gone and put on this dress.
"I love your reactions to the things I wear."
Flashing a smug grin, Clark kissed her. Loving the feel of his firm lips against hers, Diana let out a throaty groan and Clark's hands start to wander. His palms smoothed over her sun kissed skin, upwards towards her breasts. Searching underneath the fabric, his fingertips caress the attention-starved nubs, pinching them and causing more wetness to seep out of her core. His lips were still caressing hers, their tongues now playing with one another's. Brief gasps and moans were escaping my lips, that lightning feeling shooting from her nipples straight to her womanhood in mind-blowing waves. Clark's hands left her chest, much to her chagrin, and found they were unclasping the neck closure of her dress.
"Kal...we..."
But he wasn't hearing any of that. The front of her dress slowly fell, revealing her soft mounds, and he grinned. Pulling her into his arms, he pressed flatly against her, smelling her scent on her neck. Clark loved that soft flowery scent and the way it mixed in with her lusty pheromones, driving him wild. Diana felt his erection against her, her waist moving a bit to rub him. A brief groan slipped Clark's lips, followed by a growl. Diana loved turning him on.
"We're not going anywhere."
Though strained, Clark's voice was as rough as sandpaper, causing a shiver to run down Diana's spine. Diana held on to his shoulders as he picked her up in his strong arms, putting her against the wall nearest to the bed. The cool surface against her hot skin caused her to gasp, her arms tighter around him. Clark took a kiss from Diana's lips before setting her down on her feet, bending down to take her breasts in his hands.
"I was only in this dress for 10 minutes."
Diana smiled, adoring the way he worshipped her chest, biting her lip as he began to kiss around the nipples. They were begging to be licked and sucked. But knowing Clark and the way he liked to tease, that time would come. Kissing the cleavage in the middle, Clark looked up at her. Diana had a teased look on her face and he liked that. He moved to the right and tongue kissed her skin, still locking eyes with her. Diana watched as his tongue slowly darted out to meet her nipple. She started to breathe deeper, her arms wanting to reach down and guide him. But she took in the moment, finally getting what she needed: his mouth and tongue on her nipples.
"Beloved," she breathed.
If pinching had shot electricity through her, just imagine what sucking them would do! Diana throbbed, taking a gasp every time she contracted, almost orgasmic at this point. Clark moved to the left and paid attention to that nipple, pinching her right at the same time. Diana didn't want to come yet, but the temptation was there. Clark brought her right to the edge and then stopped. He looked into her eyes, his hand sliding down underneath the slit of her dress. Diana parted her legs, begging him to touch her more. Clark growled as he kissed her, his fingertips grazing the lace of her thong. Diana was soaking through the material, feeling her juices seep between her thighs. Teasing again, Clark found her clit and rubbed at it, featherlike.
Diana whimpered, her legs beginning to quiver, loving the feel of the lace against her sensitive bud, but needing his fingers now. Clark's hand swept under the fabric and pulled it aside, his thumb caressing it entirely.
"Oh!"
He began to rub in tiny circles, his middle finger teasing the entrance to her love portal. Diana grasped at his suit jacket, physically begging him to proceed. Clark rubbed harder, Diana's hips becoming separate from her body and seeking their own need, riding his thick finger. It was only at that moment that her thighs started to tense that he stopped. Diana's breathing was hard and raspy, her heart still beating fast as she looked at him. Clark gave her this taunting grin, probably a bit of revenge for the way she was turning him on. Clark then kneeled down on the floor, reaching up and pulling Diana's thong down, kissing her legs as it fell to her ankles.
Diana kicked it off and Clark propped her leg up onto the bedside table, the cool air hitting her wet skin. After a few seconds, Diana felt nothing, and looked down to see Clark looking up at her. He was waiting for her to look into his eyes, his tongue darting out to tease her.
She gasped. "Ahh..!"
Clark knew that no matter what else he did that she would come, so he went in straight for the kill. He began to lap at her slit, sucking on her clit and sliding a finger up inside of her wet womanhood. Diana threw her head back, her hands gripping the back of Clark's head and her moans increasing in volume. The pending orgasm was beginning to come back again and Clark was doing all he could to make her explode. He now had two fingers inside, pumping them in and out. Diana's hips began to move up and away from the wall, her breaths harsh and the tingling in her spine becoming electric as she screamed.
"Oh, Kal!"
Diana thrashed and moaned, her juices pouring out of her, the sensations overwhelmingly delightful. Feeling his tongue devour her, Diana continued to clench until her orgasm subsided, her breathing calming. Clark licked her clean, letting her leg down and standing up. Diana pulled his lips to hers, kissing him and tasting herself on his lips, which riled her up even more. Clark grabbed her hips and turned so that now he was against the wall.
Diana was going to play this moment exactly as it happened last time. Remembering what she did, her hands reached down and unbuckled his belt, bringing down the zipper. She reached in, teasing his manhood with light fingertips as she found the opening of his boxers, bringing his hard length out for her to adore. Diana licked her lips, watching the veined staff pulse and jump with his heartbeat. A bit of pre-essence pooled at the slit, Diana's tongue lashing out to have a taste. Clark moaned, thrusting his hip forward a bit to suggest what Diana should do. Diana looked up at him, finding his eyes looking into hers.
"Sweetheart..." Clark exhaled, his voice not as rough but now rich.
Diana took his length in her hand, feeling how big and hard it was as she gave it a stroke, bringing her mouth forward to wrap her lips around him. Clark let out a groan of relief, his body jerking pleasurably to the wonderful sensations of Diana's warm, wet mouth. Her mouth began to work around his stiff, long and thick rod, her tongue working in tandem to make sure he received nothing but the best. Diana got herself all worked up again. As always, the more that Diana tasted of Clark, the more that Diana wanted, feeling him pulse between her lips. Diana then felt Clark's hands push her away, her mouth releasing from him as he pulled her up to stand.
Clark crushed his mouth against Diana's, turning back to press her against the wall. He held her leg up, his length nestling comfortably between her nether lips, sliding just a little to tease both of them. Like he had before, he lifted her other leg. Diana wrapped her arms around him, gasping as the head of his member stood at her entrance. Clark leaned down, kissing her neck as he pushed forward, sheathing himself inside of her. A brief gasp escaped Diana's lips, her wet womanhood widened to accept him as deep as he would go. Clark was the perfect size for her and it drove her wild the way he completely filled her.
Clark did not move at all; just savoring the sensations they shared. His head then came up, taking Diana's lips as his hips began to swiftly thrust into her. Diana's legs had now locked around him, letting their bodies touch more intimately, his pelvis rubbing against hers.
Clark became rough now, pushing deeper and harder, Diana's teeth gritting together from her back sliding up and down the wall.
"Yes, Beloved...take me!...Mhmm...! Gods!"
Diana loved egging him on; it got her so much more in the end. Clark grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, his rod driving faster and even deeper in her love canal. Looking straight into her eyes, Clark could see the animalistic passions of a woman who loved the way he made love. And Diana could see in his eyes a man who loved catering to her every need.
Diana felt more and more of her wetness seeping down his length with each thrust, her legs quivering as her body got ready to implode once more. Clark's teeth bit Diana's neck with a little pressure and that was all she needed. She clamped around him, bursting with ecstasy, her heart pumping amazingly fast and her breaths more harsh than the first time as her stomach got tight and her hands balled into fists. Clark was still moving, grunts and growls flying from his mouth, his movements halting as he started to come.
Diana lovingly sighed, feeling jet after jet of his warm essence deep inside of her. For a moment, time stood still, their bodies immobile. Everything had gone just like Diana planned and like she remembered. Then Clark's hands let go of her wrists and he held her, carefully stepping back to sit on the bed. Diana straddled him comfortably, pulling the dress from under her ass so that it wouldn't rip and then wrapping her arms around his neck. Diana kissed the side of Clark's neck softly, rubbing her nose against his skin like a kitten would to show affection. Their lips met, giving one another a loving kiss, Clark's hands massaging Diana's thighs tenderly.
And when she looked into his eyes this time, Diana saw the love and admiration that she gave him.
"You know this is the 8th time we've tried to go out to end up right back unclothed and in bed," Diana said with a smirk. "Also, you are breaking your own record. We could've at least made it to the bedroom door."
Clark smiled. "Well, I try to restrain just a little bit but I can't. Not with you."
Diana laughed softly. "That passionate wild Kryptonian beast can't be tamed for long."
"It's your fault, Di. You know whatever you wear gets me going but the dresses you choose are something else. Though, having you completely naked is on another level by itself. On top of that, the ultimate honor of having the most gorgeous wonderful woman in my arms everyday and night makes me the luckiest man in the universe."
Diana blushed. "Well in that case, that makes me the luckiest woman in the universe because I have the most amazing man who loves, honors and cherishes me. Also, Mr. Kent, you aren't too bad yourself in the body department." Diana smirked running her hands over his chest under his shirt. "Sculpted to perfection just for me."
Clark smiled. "I'm all yours, Di. For as long as you'll have me."
"Mmm… so for eternity?"
Clark pecked her lips softly. "Eternity it is." He pecked her lips once more. "How about a hot shower and I make us a light dinner?"
Diana smiled and nodded slowly.
Clark shifted her to sit on the bed and kneeled down. He took off her heels and kissed her ankles. He then carefully lifted the dress off of her placing it on the bed. He looked over her gracious naked body.
"Gorgeous…"
Diana cupped his face with both hands. "My turn, Lover."
Capturing each other's lips, they both stood up. Diana began unbuttoning his shirt. She eased it off his shoulders and tossed it to the bed with her dress. She pulled his pants completely down and Clark kicked them off.
Diana squealed against his lips as he lifted her up and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.
Clark opened the glass door of the shower and reached to turn on the water.
He stepped in. Any second longer, he would've sat her on the countertop and taken her but of course that wouldn't have been a bad idea anyway given how many times they have done so anyway.
Once they both got underneath the shower head and got the temperature set to where they wanted, Clark held Diana tighter as they started to make out faster and more passionate.
Diana sucked on Clark's lower lip and bite down as she pulled away from him, lightly raking her teeth along the skin. Seeing a quick smile from him meant she didn't bite too hard at least. Diana unwrapped her legs around his waist as Clark set her down.
Diana traced her hands along his sides, across his waist and repositioned his erection between them, stroking him slowly.
"Di…"
"Mhmm?"
With the hand that was resting on Diana's lower back, Clark slowly traced it around her waist and tickled around her lower stomach. That made her flinch and slightly pull back since he knew she was ticklish there. With the hand still holding onto the back of her neck, Clark was able to keep making out without missing a beat. Diana tried to pull away from him tickling her, but he held her still. Now instead of using his hand to tickle her, he quickly traced down and between her legs. Since she had a slight idea what he was planning on doing down there she widened her stance a little bit to make it easier for him.
With just his middle finger he traced the outside of her lips then slowly and lightly rub up and down the center. He pressed just slightly harder rubbing her back and forth. He felt how wet she was and even feel how much she was pulsating, getting her heart rate from each throb.
As they continued to make out and Clark slowly rubbing he could feel Diana's hips start to move against his hand, pressing down into him, which pretty much meant he could start going harder. With his hand still on the back of her neck, he turned her head off to the side and kissed his way across her cheek, and down to her neck. He switched between kissing, biting and lightly licking.
Doing all that while going from just rubbing the outside of her womanhood to slipping his middle finger inside of her. He switched between sliding his finger in and out, pressing against her g-spot and sliding his finger out to massage her clit.
After a few minutes and noticing how heavy Diana was starting to breathe, Clark quickly removed his hand from between her legs, have both his hands grab onto her waist turning her around. She felt him press his full body against yours, desperate to make as much skin contact as he could. His firm hard erection was positioned between her legs though not yet angled towards her entrance. Clark's hands slid up Diana's stomach and clasp her breasts.
As Clark lightly squeezed her breasts, trapping her nipples between thumb and forefinger, Diana made a hesitant move backward and loving how amazing it felt to have almost her entire body slide slightly against his. The pressure remained but a tiny movement shifts the pressure to new places every time Diana angled herself differently. Diana started to move. Up and down at first - barely an inch at a time but enjoying the feeling of frictionless friction against him. All this time Diana could feel his length sliding in between her legs pressing against her clit.
"Ohhh…Darling…" Diana moaned.
She moved her left hand down, lightly grasping the head she felt separating her lips and press it upwards and in, so the head slid more closely along her channel and run over her clit.
One of Clark's hands dropped to her right hip, subtly encouraging her as she explored how moving up and down against him felt. His hand squeezed her as she manipulate the head of his length to where she wanted it and once she had found the right angle, drifted around her lower abdomen, holding her close against him as she moved them together.
Diana could feel the want in her body as much as she felt the hot water hitting the side of her face and turned away from the water to kiss Clark even as she brought her hand back up, placing it on the wall and brought your hips back to create an angle for Clark to penetrate her. The head that previously was content to move to wherever it landed or was directed, was aligned with her entrance, finding its home. The first thrust inside her came tantalisingly slowly at first. A bare inch then a pause. Then another inch and a further pause.
Diana giggled. "Beloved, you decided to be a tease now?"
"Shh…shh…shh…" Clark kissed side of her neck.
Placing her hands flat against the wall, Diana pushed her hips backwards, impaling him deeper inside.
They moan together. Clark's head pressing into Diana's shoulder at the intense feeling of being buried deep inside your hot, tight womanhood. Diana felt only pleasure as she was subtly stretched from this angle.
"You decided to be impatient now, Di?" Clark teased.
Diana giggled and moaned. "You are one to talk…"
Clark chuckled planting a kiss at the connection between her collarbone and her neck that turned into a slight nip as she wiggled her hips back and forth, sliding Clark in and out ever so slightly.
Diana felt one of Clark's hands reach up to interpose itself between her breast and the wall, holding and squeezing as the desire to form as strong a connection with her as possible overwhelmed him. His fingers captured her nipple between joints and gently squeeze. A slight tension was registered as Diana felt his other hand reach around her hip and to her center, making short, light rubs.
They found such a glorious rhythm, Diana rocking forward while Clark leaned back slightly so they could achieve the most pleasure between the two of them without either of them thrusting so hard as to dislodge the other from their somewhat precarious position. Clark raised his lips from the light bite mark on her shoulder, firmly pulling her head back by her hair and claimed her lips again as he thrust himself deep inside her.
Diana slid just half way down and back up till Clark almost came out of her. She, sliding up and down while he, ground forward with each motion. After blissful minutes of slow firm thrusting Diana felt Clark move away from her lips.
"You know we can't go slow for too long…" he whispered with a smile.
"Told you, you're the impatient one."
Diana started to build more momentum taking him further inside of her. Clark's hands on her hips helped guide her up and down, with all sorts of hip circles thrown in, as if Diana was performing the best lap dance while they made love. Diana kept this performance going for him.
Clark's hands started to wander all over her body again. From grabbing firmly on her ass to dragging his fingers up her spine. With both his hands, he wrapped them around her rib cage and back firmly onto her chest. Leaning forward Clark bit onto her neck, which made Diana keep him deep inside. His hands were firmly tight on her breasts, with Diana's nipples poking out between his fingers. Diana moaned even louder when Clark clenched down on her nipples and pulled away harder and harder. As they get in the faster rhythm of Clark playing with her breasts and Diana rocking harder on him, Clark felt Diana start to clench down as another orgasm built inside of her.
Clark felt her becoming tighter and tighter as her back began to arch away from him. With both his hands still clenching on her breasts, he knew it was giving her a lot of pleasure. With a few moments of what seemed like deafening moaning and screaming from Diana, Clark was certain the neighbors would know exactly what they were doing!
As Clark felt Diana shake and pulsate all over him, his grip softened as Diana leaned back against him slightly shaking. Breathing heavily, Diana looked back over her shoulder as they lock their eyes. With both of them smiling, they embraced in a kiss once again.
Making sure not to rush Diana's tenderness but still staying hard, Clark skimmed his hands back down and grabbed onto her hips. He was slowly rocking Diana to keep the sensation enjoyed between them so neither of them needed a break. They spend the next few minutes kissing, joking and grinding into each other as they wait for Diana's sensitivity to subside.
"Goodness, Kal! The things we do always surprises me."
"That's good! We can do a lot more of surprising things together. Nothing will ever hold us back from it."
"Well…except disturbing the neighbors. Sometimes you do have to remember we aren't in the Fortress."
"That's something you have to remember given how loud that lovely voice of yours can get."
"And whose fault is that?"
"Team effort. Just like now. Our sexy shower dance isn't quite over yet."
"Oh…."
Diana smiled seductively bitting her bottom lip. Clark knew it was time for him to be in control this time. He wrapped one arm around her waist pinning her down and against him.
Without telling her, he leaned forward having Diana bend over with her hands on the wall.
As the water poured down his back it added a shivering sensation down his spine as he hit full depth inside of her, feeling her clench down on every inch of him.
Diana gasped. "Oh, Gods!"
Clark grabbbed down tighter to her waist, thrusting into her. At first only coming out part way, but with each stroke slightly further and further out. Until the point when he just start to see the tip coming out and then force himself as deep back inside her as he could while pulling her hips into him.
Diana began to moan louder as their pace continued to increase turning both of them on more and more.
As they continued, keeping one hand on her hip to set their pace, Clark's used his other to explore every inch of her body. From all over her back, grabbing onto her neck from behind and squeezing, down to sneaking his hand to her stomach and down even farther to massage her clit. With how good Diana looked enjoying herself at his control, he was having a hard time containing himself.
Feeling his third orgasm starting to build tension, Clark slowed down the pace, easing his way out of her.
Being suddenly left empty Diana made an involuntary whining sound, hoping he would will fill her again straight away. Instead, Clark turned her around to face him. Before she could utter a protest, he kissed her deeply, hungrily and grabbed her ass, pulling her off her feet, sliding her body up the shower wall.
Sliding Diana's body down slowly, Clark felt himself slide so easily into her. Diana wrapped her legs around his legs as he guide her body up and down his length, his fingers digging deep in her ass as he made love to her against the wall. Gazing deep in each other's eyes, they were both unable to speak as it felt so wonderful for Clark to be in her. To feel himself drive deep inside her, their bodies pressed together so tightly.
Clark felt himself begin to lose control and begin to lift her up and down faster. Diana buried her face in his neck and her cries of ecstasy signal to him her orgasm. Hearing her cry out his name and feeling her body wracked by shudders was enough to trigger his strong orgasm. For the third time, Clark pumped his load into Diana's body. His milky essence shooting deep inside her. Their bodies slowly stopped rocking as their respective orgasms begin to fade.
As Clark pulled out of her, he lowered her to the floor and pulled her in close for another slow, deep kiss.
Taking the body wash, they tenderly wash and rinse each other off. Turning off the water, Clark opened the shower door and they both stepped out.
"We got carried away and used all the hot water."
"Did we? Couldn't tell with you still steaming," Clark smirked.
"Kal…" Diana raised her brow.
Both bursting out laughing, they looked at each other standing on the bathroom mat.
Diana was soaking wet with rivulets of water streaming off her and her hair clinging to her breasts. Clark grabbed grab one of the hanging towels. Slowly, he wrapped the towel around Diana's dripping wet body and began to dry the water off her. Handing her the towel, Diana wrapped the towel around her naked body and Clark took another towel and began to towel himself dry. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he went and sat on the bed, just looking at her.
"C'mere," he said.
Never before had he seen something so sensual as the way Diana tugged the corner of her towel loose, and giving three steps to the bed it slid loose and slipped of her amazing body.
Hair dripping, she came and lied down next to him and they held each other for a moment in an embrace before he felt her leg slipping in-between his. Wordlessly they tilted their heads towards each other and kissed. The kissing got more frantic as the passion they built up took over yet again.
Moments before he was going to grab her and flip her on her back, Clark felt her other leg coming up and over him and twisting like she was mounting a saddle as she sat astride him. Her warm body pressing down on him, skin dry and smooth and her wet hair hanging down from her, framing her face and the piercing eyes boring down into his. They looked at each other for a moment like this. A drop of water fell from the tip of an unruly strand of dripping hair onto his chest.
No words were spoken, and he slid his hands to her hips.
Diana kissed his neck and whispered, "You know what I'm craving?"
"More of me?"
She giggled. "Well…yes. But I would very much like a refreshing salad…with strawberries and watermelon added…."
"Strawberries and watermelon, huh? Why do I get the feeling that code for something else."
"Because it partially is, my Love. But I really do want to eat something after our very intense sessions."
Clark smiled. "I'm on it, Beautiful."
Diana smiled back leaning down to peck his lips before moving off of him.
"Woah woah… where are you going?" he asked pulling her back.
"We need to get dressed."
"Dressed for what?"
"Kal…as much as I love walking around naked and love how you love watching me as I watch you, we have to be a little decent sometimes. We aren't in the Fortress. So at least put on those grey shorts I like you wearing. I'll be taking one of your shirts."
"Nothing else, right?"
Diana smiled. "Right…nothing else, you naughty man."
"Fine…but when the shirt and shorts come off later, no clothes at all until we have to go out."
Diana laughed kissing him all over his face, down his neck and to the middle of his chest.
"That's a deal, Spaceman."
As Diana was getting up from him, Clark smacked her ass, making her laugh again.
He watched her, mesmerized as she walked over to the dresser drawer. Opening it she took out one his navy blue shirts and put it on. She then opened another drawer getting his shorts and tossed them to him.
Clark sighed dramatically standing up unwrapping the towel around his waist.
"Going once….going twice…" He grinned.
Diana laughed. "Put them on, you silly man. I want to enjoy my view of you in them as well as taking them off you later."
"Fine. Fine. As my Goddess requests!"
Diana watched him put them on while biting her lip. She walked over to him and ran her hands down his chest to the hem of his shorts, then to the bulging print of his manhood.
"Hmm…yes. It's something that gets to me. I love the sight of you wearing these and then taking them off of you and having my way with you."
Clark chuckled. "Diana…come on…"
"After we eat…then we relax in the living room with a movie."
"I'd rather be watching you than a movie."
"Honey, before the movie is even half way done, I can guarantee the movie will be watching us."
Clark smirked and grabbed her ass lifting her. Diana giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Diana kissed him softly then trailed down his chin and buried her face in the crook of his neck. Her lips purposely brushing against his skin ever so gently.
Clark floated from their bedroom to the kitchen and sat Diana down on the counter. He gave her a peck before turning to get everything he needed from the refrigerator and cupboards.
Diana happily watched her man making his vinaigrette dressing from scratch, buttering slices of baguettes and slicing up fruits and vegetables. She jumped down from the counter and floated over to him, pressing herself to his back and wrapped her arms around him.
"Beloved…" she whispered in his ear seductively, kissing his cheek, then playfully nipped at his nape. "Do you need help, Kal?"
Clark felt a jolt in his shorts when he felt the love bites from Diana.
"Sure. Do you mind cutting up the carrots?"
Diana detached herself from Clark and moved to the spot beside him. She began to peel the carrots with the knife. As she worked she kept stealing glances at Clark. Seeing him shirtless in his homely element always made her heart beat faster. How his fingers worked skillfully with the knife, the sexy look of concentration on his face. It made Diana feel giddy inside.
"Di…" Clark said with a smirk and winked at her as he wiped his hands with a towel. He of course picked up on her heart rate increase and arousal.
"Yes, Darling?" she smiled innocently.
Being so mesmerized by Clark's eyes, Diana just barely noticed his hands cupping her face. Though she definitely noticed when a pair of lips was pressed against hers. The pair of soft lips removed themselves from Diana's, causing her to give a whine of protest.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Feeling unsatisfied with the earlier kiss; Diana wrapped her arms around Clark's neck and pulled him in for another kiss. Her lips hungrily kissed his, and Clark's hand slid down to Diana's ass, where his hand began to start groping. Diana giggled against his lips.
With a slight sigh, Clark broke their kiss.
"Let's finish making this. You eat, then get back to that."
Diana nodded as they both turned to assume what they were doing. Clark just smiled at his Goddess's cuteness.
Clark placed everything in a bowl along vinaigrette and tossed it all evenly.
He made her a smaller bowl and put the rest in the refrigerator then placed her baguettes on the side and poured her a glass of wine.
"It's ready, Di," he said setting her bowl and glass on the dining table.
"Thank you, Love."
Clark swooped her up to sit on the table and he sat in the chair in front of her.
Diana took her first bite and moaned with her eyes fluttering such as she savored the refreshing flavors.
"This is so so good, Love!"
"I aim to please, Di," Clark smiled proudly rubbing up and down her thighs slowly.
Diana opened her eyes and looked at him with a confused frown. "You don't want any, Love? Share with me or did you want your own utensil?"
"I already have my utensil, Di."
She frowned again not understanding until he licked his hips and smirked.
"Oh…" she blushed.
Clark grabbed her by her hips pulling her more closely to the edge.
"While you're eating that. I'll be eating my Amazon special."
Diana laughed. "You naughty, naughty man! I should've known that's what you were planning having me sit on the table."
Clark pushed her legs apart more. He kissed her right knee then along up her inner thigh.
Diana smiled biting her lip.
Clark then switched to her left knee and inner thigh, before nuzzling her mound with his face, inhaling the heady aroma of her arousal. She felt his breath blowing across her lips. With his face pressed between her thighs, he traced her lips slowly, over and over, making sure to lightly cross over her clit, but not to apply too much pressure. Diana gasped at the contact. Clark didn't want her releasing just yet. He ran his tongue up and then back down and back up again, making his tongue as flat as possible so that he could cover as big an area as he could and taste as much of her. Diana flexed her hips to try and press herself more against his lips. After several turns around the track, he let his tongue slide between those pink lips, as deep as he could get it. Diana's moans became louder as he drove his tongue in and out of her.
"Oh, Gods!" Diana eyes fluttered closed.
Diana could no longer concentrate continuing to eat her salad. She pushed it to the side and laid back more on the table.
She was so wet that her juices were running down between her ass cheeks. Writhing her hips on the table, she moaned, calling his name as he increased the pressure and speed of his tongue.
Her nectar tasted so sweet and Clark loved the way when he licked her, his tongue became slick with her juices, feeling her wetness cling to his tongue and lips.
"What you're doing to me, Kal…oh…oohh…lovely!"
His tongue moved quicker lapping at her and sucking in more of her juices. He then sucked on her clit and he heard Diana groan in pleasure.
Clark replaced his tongue with his middle finger running it over her lips before slowly inserting it inside her warm tunnel. Bending his finger he hooked it round to touch the area near her g-spot. He inserted his index finger and start moving them in and out of her. They are covered in her juices and slide effortlessly inside her. He moved his mouth back down on her and started to lick her clit hard and fast matching the speed of his fingers sawing in and out of her squelching womanhood. Suddenly her feet and toes stretch out and her inner thighs twitch and she moaned deeply as an orgasm rolled through her and her juices flowed all over his fingers and mouth.
God, she was soaked, and Clark's pumping fingers forced more of Diana's juices out of her core. There was a glistening trail sliding down the inside of her thigh, and his tongue traced it back to its source. Carefully wrapping his lips over his teeth, he nibbled softly at Diana's clit, his fingers never slowing.
He let her enjoy her orgasm, licking her clean before standing. He raised Diana up off the table, kissed her her deeply, so that she could taste herself. Diana moaned in his mouth as their kiss became more passionate.
As Clark lifted her by her ass off the table, Diana broke their kiss.
"Nah uh…Movie first, Mr. Kent…"
He gave her the most adorable puppy dog eyes making her laugh.
"You, Goof!"
"Going to pick the most boring movie to get back to what's far more entertaining."
"Just for that, we will watch the whole thing."
"Diana, come on!" he whined.
Diana laughed and pecked his lips.
"Let's clean up our messes, and I'll think about it."
Clark sighed dramatically letting Diana down.
Diana pecked his lips again. "I'll be back."
Clark watched her as she walked away with her usual sexy sway of her hips, purposely enticing him even more. Clark chuckled and shook his head.
"How the hell did a guy like me get so lucky?" Clark questioned. "Nevermind. Not even going to question it. I'm just so damn grateful for her. Diana, my Goddess."
Within 15 minutes, Diana came back from their bedroom and Clark was done cleaning, they both relaxed on the sofa. Clark behind Diana cradling her in his arms.
The movie Clark had purposely chosen was easy for him to ignore as he leaned over to stare at Diana's striking features and to admire her beautiful sun kissed skin. He leaned into the back of her head and smelled her long raven hair. Diana felt his physical presence on her head and responded by nuzzling him while reaching a long slender arm behind her to rub her man's bicep. Clark kissed the back of her head and returned his gaze back to the television screen.
"You are at least trying…" Diana teased still rubbing his bicep.
"Trying…" Clark laughed.
Diana turned into his chest and stared into his blue eyes.
"Thank you, Love."
"For what, Di?"
"For your love, patience, understanding…everything you do."
"No need to thank me, Di. I should be the one thanking you for giving this farmboy from another world a chance. I want to do everything I can to make you happy and comfortable. Seeing that beautiful bright smile and being part of the resin for it makes me proud."
Diana smiled and cupped his cheek as Clark leaned down to capture her lips. The two lovers kissed long and passionately. Diana reach down grabbing his bulging self and in her hands she felt it throb for her. She rubbed it; a gesture indicating it will be within her soon.
Clark pulled his shirt up from Diana's body and tossed it toward the other couch. He grabbed hold of her voluptuous breasts and Diana rubbed the back of his head as she turned her gaze to the ceiling, as Clark tastes her breasts.
"Oh, Gods!"
Clark then licked his way to her mouth and his hand dropped toward her leg wrapping it around the back of her upper thigh. He reached down with both hands, now, while he kissed his goddess' mouth, her chin, cheeks, her neck, and her shoulder.
"I love you, Di…I love you so much."
"I love you, too, Kal."
Diana was lost in desire. Clark reached one hand under Diana's ass and gently pulled it up, increasing the entrance of his goddess' ravine. Diana eagerly wrapped her leg behind Clark's leg as Clark traced her thigh with his other hand and he dropped down, tasting her bosom once again. His exploring hand hit the hip and worked toward the center of his goddess.
Diana dropped her head toward the top of his and whimpered a plea for him to continue his travel. He rested for a moment, in the valley of her thigh, while he listened to the heavy breathing of his sweet Diana. He ventured forth toward the peak of her lips. He looked up toward her and met her stare as he dove, ever so slowly, into the moist glory below.
"You are so addicting, Diana," he announced in a mumble.
Diana threw her head back as Clark rubbed the banks of her river flowing. She let a sigh escape her lungs, a pleasurable sigh. Clark saw her nipples harden like marble stone, standing above the puffy flesh surrounding them as the nipples rose, moist from his eager mouth, responding to the coolness of the air, softly blowing over and between the two lovers.
Clark's soft rubbing and the cool air sent a sensation, an electric shiver, down the spine of Diana, glowing in the passionate night. Joyous was her response as her man found purpose in his hand and felt the water flowing as he explored her divine ravine.
Clark could tell by her aggressive moans and eager pelvic thrusts Diana was ready for more of him. He rubbed a few more circles than raised to her lips and kissed her deeply.
Diana pulled Clark's shorts indicating she wanted them off of him quickly. Clark broke their kiss and stood up for her to watch him take them off. Witnessing him standing bare before her, her mind went to madness. She wanted him. She needed to feel him. The sensation of him inside her is the only thing consuming her thoughts.
Diana was silent in the presence of her naked man.
No words will come to her so she does the only thing she could, moving forward and took his hand yanking him back down to her.
"You want to break the sofa again?" Clark questioned with a quirked brow.
Diana smiled and drew his head to hers, kissing him aggressively. She arched her back as Clark aligned himself with his Goddess. She let out a low gasp as she felt him separate her lower lips and press inside.
He dove into her and said, "You are my radiant Goddess, Diana."
She doesn't respond, not with words, she only uttered her appreciation as her lover's long thick majesty working its way deep into her. Gorgeous Diana was bathed in lust, radiating before her man, as he moved in ways no other could. Connecting himself with the flooding ravine of her. She was the bridge leading into heaven.
Clark drove himself deeper slowly, reaching the special spot hidden inside her, someplace only he could find. At the depths he's diving, the water mixes with nectar and the fruit of the woman was seeping. He could feel it, with his observant way, he saw the frozen look of his lover in the dim television light, as she stared back at him. He bent and licked each of her breasts hoping to free her from her current stillness, hoping life will fill the face of his goddess.
Clark blew on her breasts and they peeked as he again slowly rolled into the pools of nectar spilling from Diana with her face flushed with passion, rising like the waves of a far off place and surging toward her. She arched her back further still looking at him as he slid into her. The look on her face was amazing as he felt her taking as much of him inside her as she could.
"Ahhh,"she exhaled in a soft whisper and her eyes unfocused for a second or two and then snapped back to his.
Her hands, with minds of their own, found the formidable biceps of her man and she dug her nails into them. Clark was whispering with hot breath against the neck of his goddess, calling to her, begging her to announce her arrival in pleasant shrieks. He stroked the fire of love, pulling himself nearly out of the divine ravine he hoped to never leave and then down, deep, he once again sunk. And Diana, under the ever-present gaze of her lover, lets out a light whine, a response to Clark's tribute of movement. He watched as her jaw locked into a familiar face. And he watched her eyes twinge as her whole body jammed into place and hips moved forward. And then he felt it. More nectar came rising.
Clark suddenly pulled himself and her up for Diana to straddle him as he leaned back against the couch, gripping her hips. He was drinking in the view. Here she was. Someone he got to know as a friend and a confidant that loved from afar out of respect for their professional relationship, right on top of him, slowly riding herself and him into ecstasy.
The slow pace of tension and release, tension and release was amazing. As she arched her back again to get an better angle she put her amazing chest out and with a touch he cupped a breast and gently and slowly rolled his fingers across the stiff nipple. This triggered something as a moan escaped her that was downright animalistic. Sliding his hand over her whole breast, and with her still slowly undulating on him, Clark rolled the nipple around between his ring and middle finger. Squeezing on it softly made her shake involuntarily, but never breaking pace.
Clark was getting closer and closer to releasing. With his other hand, he grabbed her ass and was just squeezing it, feeling her muscles contract with each up and down motion. With her head thrown back, she was breathing more and more ragged, the motion of her hips more frantic. It was wonderful to feel skin on skin sliding like that. Feeling her womanhood tightening around his length was the first sign that she was close to coming.
Clark reached out and wrapped his fingers in her hair, pulling her down to him, their faces almost touching.
"Look at me, Di," he said as he drank in her face with that look of pleasure she had.
Almost immediately she let out a low moan and whimper as her expression changed and she tightened up like a steel spring never taking her eyes off him.
"Ahhhh.. ah... ah!" she came loudly. "Gods, Clark!"
Long and pleasurable her body shook and writhed, tensing and tensing and releasing and the whole time not taking her eyes off his for a second. Clark felt her breath on his face as her chest heaved from the exertion. With a last gasp she collapsed on top of him and having witnessed the object of his desire spent in pleasure, Clark finally allowed himself release as well. Hugging her and holding on to her, he just came again and again deep inside her. The feeling of having her close looking at her lovely face and sweet smell her while he was pumping his essence into her was amazing. Shuddering, Clark held her while he calmed down himself, though, his erection refusing to subside.
Resting her head on his chest, Diana gave a little laugh and they stayed like that for a minute. Not saying anything but just enjoying the post orgasmic bliss. Her womanhood gripping his twitching manhood ever so often as the remnants of their orgasms lingered.
Wiping a stray hair out of her face as they lay there, the looks they gave each other spoke of the fact they were content, happy and at peace. Every time was like their firsts of showing each other what real passion and ecstasy was all about.
"Told you, we weren't going to make it through even half the film."
"Well, I did pick a boring one so…"
"But you know how I can't resist my man for too long anyway." Diana kissed him softly. "I love you, Kal."
"I love you, too, Diana."
Their voices mixing as they sighed and moaned in a heated duet. Diana was still throbbing and quivering, Clark still throbbing and twitching, also still pressed firmly into Diana. Their tongues meet and then their mouths lock together once again in the gesture of passion.
The next morning….
Diana groaned feeling the pleasurable ache of love making all over her body. She yawn and stretched sitting up in bed. Inhaling, she smelled the scent of cinnamon and smiled knowing Clark was making her French toast.
"Good Morning, my Love," she said knowing he could hear her. "You know…you really tire me out more than fighting the most fiercest and dangerous of monsters from Tartarus!" She got out of bed still practically half asleep going into the bathroom. "But I do love our bedroom activities. Although, we make every room… or anywhere really…our bedroom. I think we broke the sofa again, too."
Diana was still talking as she got herself refreshed and splashed warm water on her face. As she was wiping her face with a towel and looked at herself in the mirror, she finally realized something shining on her left ring finger. She frowned, looking down at her hand then back into the mirror then at her hand again. Her heart rate increased and she gasped.
"KAL! CLARK! OH GODS! CLARK!" she screamed out.
In the kitchen, Clark laughed. He heard her as she was flying out of their bedroom to him. He turned with his arms wide open for her as she jumped into his arms and kissed him passionately.
"It's beautiful, Love!"
It was a white gold unique pear shaped engagement ring featuring an impressive tear drop center, sitting on a twisted shank with a row of diamonds.
"How did you? When?"
"I was watching you sleep last night. So beautiful and at peace. You are a dream, Diana. Everyday with you is a blessing. Being able to look at you, touch you, hold you, kiss you, make love to you…being able to be my true honest self with you…I'm forever grateful. I couldn't help myself and I just had to take the opportunity at that very moment. So I slipped it on your finger knowing you would notice after your morning talk while getting ready and fully awake. Your surprised reaction is just what I wanted, too."
Diana smiled with tears running down her face uncontrollably. "The man that you are, Kal-El…I am grateful for every moment spent with you as well. The look in your eyes…all I ever see is such sincerity…such love and passion. I never thought that I could have this, a life outside my mission. But you have provided me with so much of what I truly desired. No other man could nor would ever understand me like you do, Clark."
"I love you, Diana."
"I love you, too, Clark."
He grinned. "So that's a yes, right? We are totally doing this. Ready for the next step?"
"Yes, my love! A billion times yes, yes, YES!" Diana cried happily as their lips met and melded together in a passionate kiss.