Love It

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Diana smiled looking out over the city from her balcony.

"Come back to bed," Clark whispers as he wraps his arms around her from behind.

"I am but it's a really nice today. Maybe we should go out."

Clark smiled and kissed the right side of her neck. "We could. But I think staying here is much better."

Diana grins broadly, turning around and wrapping her arm around him in a playful hug. "You are probably right."

"I am thinking of something else better, too..."

She raised an eye brow, "I'm sure you are, Kal."

Clark smirked and kissed her softly. Diana obliged, kissing him back. He lifted her up with Diana wrapping her legs around his waist. Clark flew back into the bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed.

He sat up and just stared at her. This whole situation escaped him. She looked irresistible, he thought to himself as his eyes continued to drink in her appearance. Her hair was spread out like a halo on the bed. Her eyes seemed to glow as they pierced into his soul. She smiled a small sexy grin at him.

"You're beautiful," he said in a deep, husky voice.

Diana sat up a bit as her eyes roamed away from his face and down his chiseled torso. She wanted to taste and touch every inch of him. She then slowly reached up, pressing her hand to his chest. She could feel the beat of his heart. It was racing.

She wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him back down and kissed him, moaning in his mouth.

Their bodies seemed to melt into one another as lips parted opened and tongues coiled together. Both were deeply aroused at the moment. It was written as clear as day on their faces. They wanted each other and badly.

Before Clark could even quite register what was happening, Diana had thrown her leg over his waist and pushed against his chest, sending him on his back with her straddling him. She giggled and bit her lip. Clark laughed along with her. He gripped her waist holding her to him. Her hands were placed on either side of his head and she leaned down toward him.

A low moan escaped her lips as she slowly moved against his arousal. He gripped her tighter.

Her hands roamed up and down his arms, feeling the soft hairs that lined them. She nuzzled her face into his neck with her lips lightly brushing, before rising slowly up.

She heard a low grunt from him. He hated how she was teasing him like this.

"You love it," she whispered as if she had read his mind.

Yes...yes he did and he couldn't deny it.

She wanted to hear him beg for her. She wanted to hear him become so overwhelmed with desire and need it hurt. And it didn't take so long to do so.

He wanted her to take him inside of her, however she wasn't allowing him that luxury.

Not yet, that was.

She continued to grind slowly up against him. She loved feeling his sex against her own. That lightest of touches when skin brush skin. It could send her reeling. Her eyes immediatly closed and she moaned softly as she repeated the movement.

Diana ran her hands down his arms once again until she reached his hands and their fingers interlocked with each other.

A look was exchanged between the lovers before their mouths once again found their way to each other.

Clark rolled them over and raised up. He flipped Diana over, trailing kisses down to the small of her back. He blew cool air sending a chill up her back. He smiled cockily, pulling her up with him. Diana placed her hands at the back of his head. Clark roamed her body as he continued to kiss her neck and shoulder.

It's so amazing and there was nothing better than, nor sweeter than their love. The craving for one another intensified. They gave each other a feeling that they would never ever get tired of. Touches were so gentle, so...careful. Every touch was precise to get a certain reaction that satisfied them both. Wanting every moment to be savored.

Diana unwillingly gasped as Clark turned her around and laid her back down. He towered over her. His blue eyes pierced into hers. They were dark with desire and built up lust.

He needed her.

Now.

But not quite yet.

He once again crashed his mouth to hers. Diana bit down on his lower lip in response.

Clark descended down her neck.

Diana tilted her head back with laughter as he continued to assault her most tender area with kisses. He loved to hear her laugh. Her breast pressed against his chest as her back arched. She ran her hands up and down his back. She bit her own lip as his hands went down to her thigh. His hands slowly rubbed up and down. It was pleasurable torture for her.

He looked at her once more. Built up hunger. He continued kissing and licking a downward pathway.

She gasped feeling him closer to her center. A tingling feeling travelled down her spine. How she loved his teasing. She moaned even louder and closed her eyes. Her breathing becomes ridged as he continued. She runs her hands through his hair.

He was engulf by the amazingly devine, the exquisite taste of her. Every part of her deserving of love and attention, and he bestows it without question.

After minutes, he went back up to her lips.

The kiss quickly deepened and they were once again swept away in each other touch. Lips immediatly parted open and tongues intertwined. They slithered and twisted around each other. They couldn't seemed to get enough of each others taste as the kiss continued to build with passion. Clark plunged his tongue deep into the depth of her mouth.

Diana's hands dug into the sides of his face, pulling him even closer to her than he already was. Their pelvises pressed into each other. Heat radiated off both of their bodies. She found herself moaning into the back of Clark's mouth as he crushed his body further against hers. Pleasure seemed to spread like a fire through every nerve in her body at this.

They were in such a blissful state and in a whole nother world.

Their lips touched in a powerful, almost brutal kiss, as Clark firmly pressed and pushed her rear even closer to him, hinting at the rhythm that is yet to come. He can feel more heat coming from her.

And then, their worlds collide, twisting and blending around each other as he enters her, both in body and mind. There was an overwhelming stimulating pressure.

She feels him lose every sense of himself within her; she envelops him, melting away their sense of individuality. Their minds merging. Uniting.

Every gasp, every huff, every touch, every caress, every moan...every little part of this made them feel as if they were on a higher temple.

Clark immediatly began to rock his hips against hers at this. Pleasure moved within the pit of his stomach.

His hands gripped the sides of her face as he kissed her roughly before pulling away.

Their eyes never left each other's face as he pushed himself inside of her.

Diana cried out and threw her head back as she arched her back in response. She wanted to feel him inside of her. She wanted to feel the length of him fill her as much as he could. An overwhelming feeling washed through her at this. It felt so damn good.

Slowly began to rock his body steadily against her. His torso brushed against hers with every thrust. His hands were planted on each of her sides, pressing slightly into the mattress as he held himself over her.

Noticing her body's response, he then sped up to a moderate pace.

He wanted to hear her scream.

Clark pushed deeper within her.

They continued to move as one in the heat of the bedroom. The sex was powerful for both of them.

Diana moaned as a warmth spread through her lower regions. Her walls pulsed around him. She clung to his body as he continued to plunge deep within her.

Another wave of pleasure came over her. This time it was more powerful than the last one.

Clark gritted his teeth, feeling her warm body wrapped around his. Her long slender legs draped over his hips in such a tantilizing way. Sheathed in her warm clutches, it was all he could do from losing himself.

Moving slowly starting the intoxicating rock toward fulfillment. Every sensation shared, every little jolt felt between them as nerves fire, electricity builds. A chain of incoherent syllables and a few words that are recognizable were repeated over and over. She rocked steadily as he harder. Building up tension in their bodies, the rocking movements of their bodies, the loud moans and screams, the heat they felt holding on to each other, it was hours of pure passion, lust, and love. Neither wanted it to stop. Faded. Speeding up the tempo. Showing her how deep his love can go.

Their heart hammered. Clark's body yearned for release that her core was desperately coaxing from him. But instead he held her tighter. Holding her as close as humanly possible; though they were more than mere humans, when they were connected like this.

Diana pinned him beneath her, she showered him with the essence of her. Slowly bringing him to ecstacy, the one place he could never reach without her.

A smile spread across her face as she looked down at him. He looked so damn sexy, she thought as she continued to ride him. By the Gods, she loved the feel of him inside of her.

She continued to thrust and ride him hard until she felt herself climax. Her pace slowed down slightly as she tried to catch her breath but soon picked up once again.

It was ravishing, it was beautiful and sinful; the way she hissed his name.

Clark had found his challenger, though he had known this all along. In fact, the very moment they first met.

She was beautiful, a temptress in her own right, full of life; so ready to give life.

She was his yin, he her yang. She was a goddess with the soul of purity, love and compassion.

The passion they shared brought their bodies into complete overflow.

His fingertips grasped her soft flesh in such fashion he was sure she would have imprints.

Her body tightening on his, drawing from him the very thing that crashed through her at that moment. He captured her lips with his own, wrapping her in his arms as he released inside her core.

Diana's entire body tenses above him. Clark sat up giving her support and listen to her breathe. She was so angelic; her chest barely moving as soft breathes escaped parted lips.

He was mesmerized by her.

He kissed her shoulder, above the love bite he had marked her with. She stirred at his antics, and her hands threaded themselves in his hair.

Those cerulean blue eyes were trained on him as he showered her body with soft kisses, he listened as her breathing hitched; he felt her pulse jump beneath his lips.

And he was within her again, unable to take their separation any longer, she was whispering to him this time; telling him again and again of her love.

Her long legs once again clung to his hips, her hands holding his head to her breast; he suckled delicately, wanting to pour out every ounce of his love to her.

And soon she was arching into him, her hands moving down to his backside, pressing him deeper into her depths.

When his eyes met hers, he watched in fascination as they burned; staring at him with such intensity he wondered if she could feel the shivers racking his body.

Now tightly gripping the sheets, Diana tries to maintain her breathing. Her whole body filled with passion and pleasure. Diana bit her lip and moaned as a whole new feeling passed through her. She trembled as Clark picked up his pace, thrusting deeper and harder.

Sharing a mind shattering passionate kiss, Diana groans, knees nearly buckling from the sensations. Her eyes lock with his as they became one again; mind body and soul.

She grabbed a fistful of hair at the nape of his neck. Her warmth clenched around him, making him curse.

That earth shattering, heaven splitting feeling rolled into him like a tidal wave. He gripped her body, calling out her name; she convulsed with him, wrapping herself around him tightly, pulling from him his deepest desire.

So sensual.

He reached a place inside this beauty that none knew of.

They were so consumed in this; they didn't realize they ended up on the floor.

That was enough to send Diana over the edge as she came, trembling from the after-effects of her climax. They were trying to catch their breath. He gently rested his body on top of hers.

There were whispers, soft whispers from Diana against his lips; before she claimed them with her own.

They held each other in a passionate embrace for a while.

"I love you..." Clark whispered in her ear.

"And I love you..." Diana whispered back.

Clark kissed her shoulder as Diana tugged lightly on his hair. His mouth traveled up her neck. Still overcomed with desire, he crushed his lips hungrily to hers; Diana responded with as much enthusiasm.

Holding onto each other as they floated back on top of the bed. Diana laid on her side as Clark laid on his. He pulled her closer and kept his arm wrapped around her waist.

They continued worshiping each other, basking in the aftermath of their lovemaking.

He watched as she delicately brushes unruly strands of hair from her cheek, smoothing them back behind her ear. He leans over, and with the faintest touch, kisses her lips. Her lips are incredibly soft and warm.

Clark ran his fingertips along the small of her back. He skims them along her soft flesh, taking note of every reaction. He was admiring the curve where her back ends and her derrière begins, amazingly delicate, intricate… and perplexingly intoxicating.

Diana laid her head into the crook of his neck. Clark leaned his chin against the crown of her head and breathed in the exotic scent of her hair.

Lying there as two lovers. They couldn't help the way they made love. Love do deep, do good, it seemed too good to be true. For this moment...for other quiet moments like this, they loved it, cherished it all and it was wonderful.