Sensual Mood

Musical inspiration escalating…..

Diana smiled proudly as she lit the last of the candles she had trailing up the stairs and all over her bedroom, all in the smell of lavender, one of her favorites. It was already planned in her mind that it was going to be a romantic but seductive evening for her and her sexy Kryptonian. He had no clue what to expect when he comes home.

Within about 15 minutes, Clark walked through the front door. "Diana, I'm home."

She didn't answer.

He put his laptop bag on the dining room table. He was ready for his Amazonian goddess and wanted to hold her in his arms.

"Diana?"

She still didn't respond. He noticed the trail of candles as he went upstairs. The bedroom door was closed so he slowly opened it. He had a big grin on his face seeing Diana on the bed, lying on her side with her head propped up on her hand.

"Hi, Love. I've been waiting for you."

He was speechless.

Diana got up from the bed and spun around slowly for Clark to get a full view as he looked her up and down. She wore a black lace bra set.

"Wow…you look…wow."

She stepped up to him grabbing his tie and pulling him into a kiss. Clark wrapped his arms around her waist.

Pulling away Diana smiled.

"Candles and music…?" Clark questioned and became nervous. "What's the occasion? Am I missing something? What's today? I-"

Diana laughed and shook her head, pulling him into another kiss. "No occasion, my love. It's just setting the mood."

"Oh well in that case…the mood has definitely been set." He grinned with his hands traveling down slowly to her backside, giving a light squeeze. "I missed you."

Diana laughed again. "I missed you, too." She untied his tie and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Let's get you undressed."

With his clothes now on the floor and he only in his boxers, Clark picked Diana up bridal style and laid her on the bed. He looked into her eyes. She still had such an innocent look in her eyes; the same as when their first time together. He loved the fact that she was upfront and confident though, leaving him in awe and wanting more of her.

Clark rained kisses down her body. She nodded and he began to torture her breasts as her heavy chest heaving with anticipation of his touch. Diana moaned, removing her bra and throwing her head back as he took her left breast into his mouth while he caresses the other with his hand. Nibbling on her soft flesh and she immediately grabs the back of his head and forces him tighter to her breasts. He continued his pleasurable torture.

His lips soon found hers again and slid his finger up and down her center, tormenting her. He kissed her neck and licked down her body. Then taking her left leg, he kissed her ankle, leading a trail up her leg to her inner thigh. Diana moaned softly and slightly arched her back. Clark went on to her right leg doing the same and blew cool air at her center making her gasp.

"Kal..." She whined.

He smirked loving her reaction. He blew again and licked the lace fabric of her underwear.

Diana gasped a bit louder and pushed his head down wanting more of his touch.

Clark smiled, rubbing her thighs back and forth. "Diana," he whispered, "I need to taste you."

Heat travelled down her spine and settled between her legs as realization settled in. Before she had chance to reply, Clark slid her underwear down her legs throwing them on the floor and his tongue was on her; inside her. They moaned at the same time. Clark loved how sweet she tasted, his tongue delving inside her.

"Yes…" Diana muttered breathlessly as Clack raised his head up.

He came up to her kissing her and Diana flipped him over on to his back.

"My turn," she breathed.

His skin was so soft and warm, despite the hard muscle underneath. His muscles twitched as she gently let her breath and lips breeze across his abdomen.

"Di…" He hissed.

She ran her tongue along the waistband of his boxers.

She looked up at him, and her expression was positively devilish. Diana couldn't help but run her hand along the rigid shaft that extended out to his left hip. He narrowed his eyes, but was unable to completely banish his grin. She ran her tongue back up to his chest and down again, deliberately letting her breasts rub against him. He lifted his hips, aching for harder contact, but she simply pulled back.

She traced his length with her finger, his slight moan spurring her on. "Well, this would be easier if these were off." She bit her lip and looked at Clark suggestively.

He obliged her hint, sliding his boxers off in a hurry, throwing them onto the floor where they joined the rest of the clothes.

She moved back up his body quickly, sucking his bottom lip between her teeth and biting down slightly. He tried to sit up, but she placed a hand against the middle of his chest and shoved him back down.

"No…" she breathed, and shook her head slowly."I'm not done yet."

She leaned forward sliding both of Clark's hands under his own head.

Diana sat back and spared herself a moment to simply admire the sexiness that was her boyfriend. He looked positively tantalizing.

He groaned as he felt her grip on his manhood. He felt her hands move up, then stroke downwards. He tensed even more in her hands. Diana smiled at him. The kind of smile that Clark knew had no good behind it. The look of innocence was gone, replaced with a look of hunger and want. She was ready to torture him just like he tortured her, lowering her mouth onto him. Any reply died in his throat.

Diana pulled away, much to Clark's protests. She kissed and licked up his abs and chest and to his neck.

She straddled him with both hands on his chest; she lowered herself onto his erect manhood. Diana closed her eyes as she took it slow, grinding on Clark.

He loved the view he was getting from Diana being on top, her chest rising with every thrust, her face etched in pleasure. His hands rested on her hips, guiding her with every thrust.

She began to move her hips in small circles against him, harder and then softer, fast and then slow.

Clark whispered so quietly she almost didn't hear it. He shuddered, knowing what she was doing. Her teasing movements were driving him absolutely insane. It coursed through his body in waves, giving in to her will.

Diana grinned, savoring the small victory. She leaned down, running her tongue along the valley where his neck met his shoulder. He shivered, clutching her sides.

Clark leaned up against the headboard and grips her hips tighter. He wasted no time, using one arms to keep her firmly anchored in his lap, and running his free hand up her side. Diana bites her lower lip as she grasps Clark's broad shoulders. Clark made her go faster. Diana moaned in response, wrapping her legs around Clark's waist, forcing him to go deeper into her. Their lips met once again. Clark groaned and slipped his fingers into her hair, deepening their kiss.

Clark wrapped his arms around her tightly so that their bodies pressed together more. As her moans turn into screams, he manages to flip her on her back.

"Kal…" Diana whispered hungrily, her hands clawing at his back.

Clark continued to thrust into her gently, kissing her neck.

Diana writhed underneath him, soft moans and mewls escaping out of her mouth.

Clark turned her around making her lay flat and kissed the small of her back. She arched her back, slightly lifting her butt to grant him better access. She groaned and pushed herself against his face.

Clark grinned and gently bit down on the curve of her butt cheek. She squeaked in surprise and pleasure. Clark then planted soft kisses over her backside before pulling back.

"What do you want me to do next, Diana?"

He knew she hated when he made her say what she wanted. It was a total release of power but it turned him on like crazy.

"You know what I want…"

Clark's blood boiled.

Now on top of her from behind, he propped himself up on his hands. He moved her right leg up a bit and eased into her. Diana gasped, closing her eyes and clenching the pillow. Clark kissed her shoulder and neck then whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

Diana was so used to being in control…in every aspect. But when Clark completely took control, nothing turned her on more. She shoved back against him as he started to move.

It didn't take long for Clark to start picking up his pace, going harder, making Diana moan louder, grip the pillow and sheets tighter. She tilted her head back, biting her lower lip. Clark leaned down more, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss.

Clark stopped moving, letting her move back and forth on him. He groaned as she gripped him. He grabbed her arms, pulling her up with him.

Diana gasped as he inched deep. His slow movement drove her crazy. It was difficult to maintain her breathing. Diana leaned with her back against his chest, putting her hands on the back of Clark's head and titled her head to kiss him again.

She slowly turned around and pushed him down to lie on his back at the foot of the bed. They were dangerously close to the edge.

Clark flipped them over once again, grabbing her legs; he raised them higher, and wrapped them tighter around his waist. He held nothing back. Diana cried out as a flood of sensations ran through her body as she arched her back. Diana's screams escalated, and then fell silent. Clark goes into her as hard as he could and picks up the tempo.

Within a few minutes, they were moving at a frenzied pace. The bed was a mess with the sheets hanging off the bed, and both were moving quickly, racing to their peaks. The only sounds were the unceasing moaning and the erratic breathing of both. They rolled over continuously in the bed as if in competition. They both liked being in control and enjoyed watching each other losing it. Diana pushed Clark on his back, not realizing they were back on the edge of the bed and they hit the floor. The amount of time they've fallen from the bed to the floor, they should start from there in the first place. But then again what's the fun in that?

Diana smiled seductively; satisfied she ended up on top. She moved at medium pace, leaning down kissing him. Clark had one hand entangled in her hair and the other gripping her rear. Diana braced her hands against his chest. She tried to hold off, but as Clark started sucking on her neck again, the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Finally, Diana felt as close as she could. Mini-waves of pleasure struck her and without warning, she exploded, meeting its ultimate high as she succumbed to her orgasm, arching her back, chanting Clark's name.

The sound she made shot through his body and Clark couldn't keep himself, rolling her over once more, pounding quicker into her, rougher. He knew he was close, he was tensing up. With one last, hard thrust, he released, shouting her name only once. He leaned down over her and pressed his lips to hers.

Diana kissed him hard, pouring ever ounce of love and happiness as she could into it.

Clark rolled off her and to the side, trying to regain control of his breathing, like she was doing. But Diana pulled him back to her wrapping her legs around him again. The feel of his erection pressing heavily against the inside of her leg, sliding upward to where she so desperately wanted him was just more arousing.

"More," she whispered, grinding herself up against him.

He raised an eyebrow. "Already?"

"As if we'd ever need a break from this…"

Clark smirked. "Right…right."

Diana closed her eyes as he slid into her again. He leaned down, kissing and biting her neck again as he began to move once more. It was slower this time. Diana moaned at the divine feeling of his teeth against the soft skin of her neck, and dragged her nails down his back. He shuddered, moaning against her skin, and his thrusts picked up speed. She moved her body against his, matching his speed.

Diana whispered, "This…feels…so good. Don't you dare stop yet."

Looking into her eyes, and seeing them so full of desire, he responded. "No intentions."

Diana tightened her arms around his neck as Clark captured her lips in a deep, loving kiss.