Restless

Musically inspired…

London - 2 AM

Clark quietly landed on Diana's balcony. He looked underneath a flowerpot where she kept a spare key that he mostly used and slowly opened the door, walking in.

He shut the door and walked over to her side of the bed and smiled. He shook his head slowly, damn, she is beautiful.

He removed all his clothes and climbed into the burgundy silk sheets, pulling them over his godly built frame, moving as close as he could to his sleeping goddess. He got as close as he could, fitting around her backside perfectly. He then rubbed his hand up and down her side slowly. He felt her stir, soft moans escaping from her lips. Her whole body tensed for a moment but she relaxed.

She knew his touch.

His hand then traveled down to her center. Diana stirred more and let out a pleasing sigh.

Clark smirked continuing.

She moaned again. "Mhmm...Kal."

"Hey," he whispered.

Diana turned laying flat on her back and looked at him. Clark leaned over and kissed her.

He pulled away and smiled. "I missed you."

Diana couldn't quite respond with Clark teasing her. She arched her back slightly and moaning louder as Clark moved on top of her and began to lick every inch of her body, leaving hot trails on her skin as he went. Diana clutched the sheets, biting her lower lip.

He went further down, lightly kissing and licking between her legs. Her arousal was driving him just as crazy as he was her.

Clark grabbed Diana's hips bringing her up and he flipped over on his back. Diana held on to the headboard for leverage as Clark continued his teasing with his tongue.

With her left hand, she reached down and ran her fingers through his hair. She moved ever so slowly against his face.

He loved the taste of her. She was addicting.

Diana gasped feeling an overwhelming sensation.

"Gods..."

Satisfied, Clark slid from under her. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her on top of him, crushing his mouth to hers.

"You're going to make me late aren't you?"

"For what?" Clark kissed her again, then down her neck and taking extra time with her breasts.

"The...conference..." she moaned.

Clark chuckled. "About 8 to 9 hours away..."

"And you plan on taking every hour until then."

Clark looked up at Diana with a sly grin as she had her eye brow raised.

"Don't worry, Di. It won't take long to get ready and I won't make you late...this time."

Diana smirked. She pushed him down wordlessly, so he was in a lying position. Clark rested his hands on her rear. She ran her hands over the length of her body, enticing Clark even more. She lowered herself onto him, riding him like a wave.

Diana soon altered her rhythm, by speeding it up. She leaned forward and Clark gripped her tighter.

They rolled over so with Clark now on top, and he gently eased himself further into her. Diana clawed at his back, moaned in response, wrapping her legs around his waist.

Clark regulates his pace, stroking slow and deep. He felt as if he was in desperate want...no need for Diana's love. The higher Clark held her legs, the deeper he went, and the louder she moaned. Diana arched her back. Every thrust shook the bed, and made the headboard bang against the wall.

Soon, her passionate moans turned into climatic cries, and her body wracked with climax after climax.

When the feeling becomes overwhelming, Diana grabs countless handfuls of sheet. She looked into Clark's eyes. He leaned down and kissed her passionately.
Clark's grip on her hips tightened. He thrusts more, feeling himself become tense.

Diana gasps running her hands slowly up and down his back. She sighed when he finally releases.

Clark kisses her forehead before rolling on his back and pulling Diana on top of him. She lays her head on his chest.

Clark glanced at the clock.

"4.5 hours."

"Just enough…I guess," Diana mumbled.

Clark smiled, kissed the top of her head and held her tighter. Diana drifted off to sleep loving the feel of his body.

Conference – City Hall

Clark stood proud watching and listening to Diana as she stood on stage giving her speech. Such beauty, elegance and grace. He was so mesmerized by her.

Her dress...damn. A crème halter dress that fit and showed all her beautiful curves.

Everything about her was tempting and right now he wished they were already back at home.

After Diana finished her speech, she felt so relieved and happy. There was a loud applause.

"Wasn't that amazing?" Danielle Garret, the coordinator asked getting back on stage. "Miss Prince, you are such a talented young lady and truly an inspiration for all our young girls. Hope you will come back for next year's conference."

"Thank you, Mrs. Garret and it would be my honor."

Diana smiled again and walked off the stage with people still clapping for her.

Clark walked up to her smiling. "I agree, you truly are inspirational, Miss Prince. That was truly a lovely speech."

"Thank you, Mr. Kent." Diana stepped closer and whispered. "Don't think I forgot about your attempt this morning to still make me late."

"The shower was nice though," he smirked adjusting his glasses.

Diana rolled her eyes and smiled. "It was..."

"I was wondering if I could ask a couple of questions for a piece on today's event and other things?"

"Oh, hmm...well of course. And for other things... I'll give you an exclusive later on tonight." Diana smiled seductively.

Clark cleared his throat. He watched Diana again in awe as she walked away.

Later That Night

Lying in her bed, Diana flipped through a magazine, but was interrupted hearing a knock at her front door. Walking into the living room, she placed the magazine back on the table and hurried to the door. She opened it and smirked.

Clark was standing with a bottle of champagne, looking her up and down in awe. She had on a midnight blue thigh length robe, practically leaving nothing to the imagination. He wondered what she had on underneath or if she did have something on underneath.

"Isn't that from Eros?" Diana asked pointing at the bottle.

"Yeah, I thought we might as well open it now celebrating today."

He couldn't help but stare down at her cleavage. Diana noticed what he was doing. She smiled and rolled her eyes. She put her index finger under his chin and lifted his head.

"Are you just going to stand there and stare or come in and take this off of me for a better view?"

Diana left the door open for him to come in and headed back to her bed room.

Clark came in and closed the door, locking it and followed. He set the bottle on the dresser. He slowly wrapped his arms around Diana and pulled her to him. He kissed her slowly. Then he kissed down her neck.

"What...about your...interview? Shouldn't you...be asking...questions?" she asked teasingly in between moans.

"We'll get to that later."

Clark untied her robe and eased it off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor. She only had on her lace underwear that matched.

"You're simply breath taking," he said.

Diana grabbed his hand and walked over to the bed to have him sit down. She bent over to kiss him then started to unbuckle his belt.

Clark pulled her down to sit on his lap. He placed a soft gentle kiss on her lips. Diana wrapped her arms around his neck as their kiss became more passionate and filled with desire.

Clark runs his hand slowly up and down her thigh. He places a soft kiss on the crook of her neck.

Then laying Diana beside him on the bed, he pushes her to the top of the bed to lie on the mound of pillows. Diana bite her lower lip, as Clark begins to kiss her chest, her stomach and then he tugs on the waistband of her underwear, using his teeth to pull them down her legs, then throws them on the floor.

"You know this isn't exactly fair..." Diana said sitting up.

"What?"

Diana looked down at him still fully clothed.

"Ah..." he laughs, "well could you help me?"

Diana smiled and unbuttoned his pants as Clark removed his shirt. He took off his pants, now only in his boxers. Diana sighed, running her hands down his well defined chest.

Clark cupped her cheek and kissed her before he gets up to retrieve the champagne bottle.

"Now for this…" Clark says as he opens it.

"We didn't get any glasses from the kitchen."

"No need. Lay back."

Diana moaned as she feels him pour the champagne all over her, sitting the bottle down and licking ever drop off her and kisses the inside of her thighs.

Her words were lost, only moans of surprise and pleasure. She gasped as he thrust his tongue deeper into her, making her buck against him, bringing herself to the edge.

"The champagne was good… but you taste better…" he replies.

He came up to Diana kissing her.

She flipped him over. She smiled and pulled down his boxers and throws them on the floor as well. Diana put her hands on the bed on either side of him. She leaned down to kiss him and he wrapped his arms around her, rolling over.

Diana wanted to protest but sighed as he starts teasing her again. Rubbing himself against her, making her more impatient. She lifts her hips, letting him know, but he pins her hips down and slams into her, finally giving her what she wanted. Surprised by his actions, she let out a cry and wrapped her arms around him tightly. He doesn't stop or even falter.

Diana gasped, back arching and digs her nails into his back. Holding her legs to his waist, Clark deepens his thrusts.

Diana grabs fistfuls of sheets.

Clark captures her lips in a passionate kiss. He grabs both of her hands, interlock fingers. Diana holds on to his hands tighter as her body reacts to the intense rush he was giving her.

Diana lets go of his hands and he grips her waist. As Diana locked eyes with him, she noticed his eyes were turning red. Their love making amplified.

She pushed him once more on his back without breaking connection. Clark's hands making their way up from her sides to cupping and massaging her breasts. Diana throws her head back going faster.

Diana leans forward, placing her hands on the bed. Clark hold onto her hips again, and take over the pace, making her lean farther forward. Diana grabs the sheets tightly again.

She whispers in his ear in Greek. Clark reacted gripping her ass, ramming into her over and over, making her climaxes overlap each other.

Clark rolls over. Diana wraps her arms around his neck slowly running her hands through his hair. Clark kisses her, continuing with slow, steady hard thrusts.

Diana arched her back. Time seemed to stand still as another wave of pleasure came over her.
Clark holds onto her legs as he breathed in heavily as he reaches his peak and releases.

They lay on their sides, holding each other close.

Diana drapes her right leg over his waist as Clark strokes her thigh. Diana stared into his eyes and caressed his cheek.

"This is why, besides our usual hero dealings and such, we don't get any rest..."

Clark chuckled. "I'm sorry. I just can't get enough of you."

"Mmm...Don't ever be sorry, my love. I don't mind at all."

They lock into another passionate body tingling kiss.

"I love you…" Clark said pulling away smiling

"And I you…" Diana answers as she closed her eyes drifting off to sleep.

Clark kissed her forehead then kissed her lips softly and watched his sleeping goddess until he too drifted off to sleep.