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The Reserve at Paradisus Punta Cana

Sunday Night

Clark Kent walked into the venue, adjusting his glasses.

"Clark," Bruce said walking up to him. "Took you long enough."

Bruce was feeling a bit generous, which probably had something to do with Selina Kyle. He decided to pay for the League to have a 4 day vacation.

"Diana isn't here yet."

"Are you going to have that talk with her?"

"Yeah. We had a good time together these passed couple of nights."

Bruce patted him on the back. "Good. Tired of that distracting toying nonsense from you two."

"Funny."

"I'm serious."

"Remind me to thank Miss. Kyle for whatever she has done. You've actually lighten up a bit."

"Don't."

Clark grinned. "Scout's honor."

Bruce rolled his eyes and sighed. "Go find Diana," he said walking away.

Clark chuckled and shook his head. He then took a deep breath. He couldn't waste anymore time. He needed her in ways, no one would understand, maybe not even her. He was indeed losing patience. For a long time they've been going around and around, over and over not knowing how or when to make their slow burn teasing a full on love affair. Tonight had to be the night and he knew he had to get her.

Clark walked over to the refreshment table to get something to drink.

He then heard a door open and looked up almost about to choke taking a big gulp of his drink.

There she was. Finally.

Diana wore a burgundy tight short dress featuring criss-cross straps around the neck.

All eyes were on her.

"Oh. My. Damn!" Hal Jordan put his shot glass down about to go to Diana.

"Woah! Woah! Nope!" Barry Allen said as he pulled Hal back by his arm.

"What? I was just going to say hi...give a compliment."

"No way! And risk getting your ass kicked by Diana or Clark!"

"Pfft. What's he got I..." Hal smiled and winked at a woman walking passed them. "What's he got I don't?"

"He doesn't use corny borderline perverted pick up lines."

Hal was again distracted by more women walking by.

"He doesn't do that either."

"Do what?"

"You are trying to be some type of playboy. Leave that to Bruce."

"Hey, man, I wouldn't mind a full bed." He pondered for a moment. "Diana really needs to let us visit her homeland."

"You are really asking for it. You're drunk."

"Shut up, Barry. Bartender, I need another shot! Keep 'em coming!"

Hal mumbled something under his breath and Barry busted out laughing.

Diana smiled as she spotted and made eye contact with Clark.

He quickly made his way to her. Clark's heart started to beat fast and he just couldn't take his eyes off of her.

"You look gorgeous, Diana."

She smiled and kissed his cheek. "Hello to you, too, Kal." She surveyed him. "You are looking very handsome."

Clark kept looking at her up and down. He licked his lips at the Goddess presented before him. He gulped at the swell of her breasts and continued staring 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.

"Eyes up, Kal-El," she teased.

He smirked. "Isn't this one of the songs you like?"

"Yes...yes it is."

"Come on." He took her hand pulling her to the dancing area.

Before the first chorus hit, Diana and Clark were already in their own world.

They were so close. Clark slowly ran his hands down Diana's sides. Diana reached back putting her right hand at the back of his neck. Her left hand intertwining with his. Clark pulled her closer and she ground on him, making him lose control of his thoughts. As the song played Diana moved slowly and seductively to the rhythm of song. She teased him, like always.

Clark wrapped his arms around her waist. Diana titled her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

They swayed with the song and the tension between them was rising. Diana opened her eyes as Clark spun her around and held her close to him. As he wrapped his arms around her waist, Diana wrapped her arms around his neck, they continued swaying to the music.

They danced to a couple more songs but they both were becoming impatient, having other ideas of entertainment and fun in mind.

"You know Kal, I was thinking of you when I got this dress."

"Really?" Clark grinned boyishly.

She nodded and moved closer to whisper in his ear. "I was thinking how it tightly fits. Hugging my body. It reminds me of how you hold me in your arms. So comforting. So...sexy...The perfect fit."

They stood there for a minute just looking in each other's eyes.

All they cared about was that feeling they felt trying to come out. Clark smiled taking her hand and guiding her to a secluding corner of the room.

Diana leaned back against the wall. Clark leaned in and captured her lips, ever so softly.

"That's all?" Diana questioned as Clark pulled back but their faces were still centimeters apart.

"Diana, you know I want you more than anything. I've been thinking a lot about us."

"So are you going to kiss me like you mean it?"

Clark smirked and pulled her back into another kiss, this time deep and passionate. He bit her bottom lip to have access and without thought, she let him. Grasping each other, they started to kiss harder; not controlling what their emotions wanted them to do.

Clark's hand travelled close at the hem of her dress, but just before his hand went under, Diana moved his hand away and pulled away from their kiss.

"Mmmh..." she bit her bottom lip. "That was better, but we can't have all these people staring, standing around, Kal."

"No one is paying attention to us, Di."

She smiled. "This is only for your eyes to see..."

Clark smirked again running his hand along her side. The way he was now touching her, he was trying his hardest to make her give in. Diana knew if she let him keep it up, she would give him what he wanted right there. It's surely not that she was hesitant, she just didn't want to rush.

Clark planted a kiss on her neck. "It's like we are still dancing, Diana."

"Kal..."

Clark knew he had her hot, willing and ready. Diana gasped feeling a very pleasant surprise being pressed against her leg.

They stared into each other's eyes again.

"The same songs are playing over now. I think it's time for me to go back to my room."

As she was about to walk away, Clark grabbed her hand. She turned and looked at him.

"What about me?" He asked letting her hand go.

She gave him a seductive smile and started walking away.

"Diana?"

"Hey Clark!"

He saw Hal staggering towards him.

"Hal! Get back here!" Barry said irritated.

"Not now," Clark sighed.

"Yeah...yeah... listen here, Big Blue! I want to have a little friendly battle."

"What? I don't have time for this. Barry?"

"Yeah, I got him."

"No! No! Hell no! Outside you and me right now!"

"You're drunk...go away."

"You don't tell me what to do."

"Barry, take him to go sit down somewhere!"

Clark looked up and didn't see Diana anymore. Using his X-ray vision he saw that she was close to the elevator.

"I'll fight with you later. I have to go."

"Ugh! Oh ok, sure...COWARD!"

"Shut up, man," Barry said as he was pulling him back to the table they were sitting at.

Clark quickly walked out the venue and hurried down the hall to the elevator.

Diana looked back and smirked then walked in. Clark hurried and put his arm between the doors before they could completely close.

"Excuse me," Clark said as he walked into the elevator and stood in the back of the small crowd.

Diana looked behind and bit her lips trying now to smile as Clark gave her a sad look. She shook her head slightly and turned her head back around.

The elevator doors opened. Diana started walking out. Clark hurried to get off as well.

They were now alone in the hall. Clark just stood there mesmerized as Diana slowly and seductively kept walking to her room. She looked back and smiled, loving the goofy expression he had.

He followed her.

As Diana reached her room, she looked back at Clark again and winked opening the door and going in.

The door closed half way. Reaching the door, Clark just stood there and stared.

"Diana?"

He opened the door to see her already laying at the top of the bed, leaning back against the mound of pillows with a come hither expression.

He smirked and turned the lights down to be slightly dim.

Clark gets on the bed and lifts her right leg up.

"Not wasting any time..."

"Nope."

Clark unbuckled the strap of her right stiletto heel, taking it off, dropping it on the floor and kissed her ankle. He then, did the same with her left.

He planted a trail of kisses up her left calf to her knee.

He gave her right leg the same attention. Coming closer to her inner thigh, he looked up at her with a sly grin. Diana rose her brow as he gripped her hips. She watched him in anticipation to what he was going to do next.

He pushed her dress up and eyed her black lace underwear. Diana gasped and laid back as he slowly licked the thin fabric.

"Shouldn't you...take...them...off me...?"

Clark smiled deviously. "They're not in the way just yet." He ran his finger down her center. "You know I kinda like it, when you make me work to get you."

She gasped again and bit her bottom lip as he ran his tongue against the fabric again. She could feel his breath against her through the now damp fabric.

"I thought I was the one that is suppose to do the teasing."

Clark smirked and flipped her over, making her sit on her knees. He pulled her dress up and over her head, swiftly taking it off of her.

After tossing her dress aside, Clark pushed her forward onto her stomach but raised her hips with her backside in the air.

He slid his hands up her thighs and kissed the small of her back. Diana let out a low moan, then a slight giggle as Clark playfully and lightly bit her left butt cheek.

He slipped his fingers into her lace panties, pulling them off of her skin, then pressed his thumbs into the material. It tore easily under his fingers and he pulled hard, yanking the garment in two.

Diana gasped loudly and gripped one of the pillows as Clark shoved her legs apart and buried his face in her center.

"Oh Gods, Kal!" She anticipated this moment. Fantasized about what it would feel like having Clark pleasure her but she never thought it would this damn good.

She arched her back, lifting her rear up more to grant him better access. She groaned and pushed herself against his face.

"How does this feel, Di?" He murmured, running a hand over her soft, round derrière. "I'm liking our foreplay."

Diana didn't answer, simply reached back pushing his head closer, begging for more. Clark chuckled, planting soft kisses along the inside crease of her thighs, and over her butt cheeks.

"Do you want more?"

Diana whimpered. Clark ran his finger through her wet slit, then sucked the juices off of it. He grinned and gently bit down on the curve of her butt cheek again.

He flipped her back over, raising her legs up placing them on his shoulders. Diana squeaked in surprise and pleasure.

Diana's breathing came in quick bursts as he lowered his mouth to her core. She moaned loudly as he licked her wet folds and ran her hands through his hair.

"Clark..." his name was somewhere between a moan and a whimper. "That feels so good..." she breathed out.

Clark thrust his tongue deeper into her core, making her buck against him.

"Mhmm…" she moaned, as she moved her hips according to the thrusting of his tongue.

A tingling feeling travelled down her spine as he continued with his tongue on her and inside her. He buried his face deeper between her legs. Diana moaned louder and arched her back further, bringing herself to the edge.

Clark raised his head up, licking his lips. He came up to Diana, kissing her. She allowed his tongue to explore her mouth, filling her taste buds with him and herself.

The taste was amazing.

Diana flipped him over, sending him onto his back. The rough fabric of his jeans rubbed on her thighs as she straddled his waist and she ground herself against him. She sighed at the contact of his clothed body against her throbbing center.

"I can't be the only one naked. It wouldn't be fair."

She lifted his shirt over his head and threw it on the floor. Then scooted back so that she could unzip his pants.

She tugged on them, moving steadily down until they were completely off, leaving him clad only in his boxers, which were tenting up very nicely.

Clark drew in a breath, anticipating the feel of her soft lips on him.

Diana smiled at him. The kind of smile that made him worry, and he knew he was going to get his retribution for teasing her. He should have known it wasn't going to happen.

Without so much as breathing in the direction of his erection, she went all the way back up, placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

"More work, Diana?"

"Of course."

Clark tried to push her hips down toward his, to get their lower bodies in better contact, but Diana wouldn't move. She grinned at him, and laughed at his frustrated sigh, then slowly shifted. Just a bit.

But it was enough to make him stop moving. Enough to bring the tip of his length in almost direct contact with her backside. And if he moved just enough.

She scooted back up again and Clark groaned.

He ached for freedom, the gentle friction only making him want more. He wished she would move harder…faster. To spur her on, he slid his hand over her left breast, letting his kisses brush over the top. He squeezed her in his hand, rubbing his thumb against her nipple.

"Ah…Kal…" As hoped, Diana let her knees spread further apart, pressing her center harder against him. She couldn't even try to calm her movements now…it felt far too good.

Clark felt a tingle run up his spine as she moaned his name. He didn't bother restraining himself, and leaned forward, capturing her perky nipple between his lips.

Diana gasped in pleasure. "Mmm…yes." She spread her fingers into his hair, pulling him closer and arched her back.

He flicked his tongue rapidly against her nipple, knowing exactly how to pleasure her best.

Diana bit her lip, knowing she was losing control.

She began to move her hips in small circles against him, harder and then softer, fast and then slow. Clark's lips slipped from her breast as he pressed his forehead against her collarbone, squeezing his eyes tight.

"Damn…" He whispered, so quietly she almost didn't hear it.

Diana was sure she was now getting his boxers damp as she could feel herself getting even wetter. She ground a little harder against him as he squeezed her breasts in his hands. He took her right nipple into his mouth, licking and sucking. His hands travelled down her sides to her backside, gripping hard as she made a slow circle in his lap.

Clark shuddered. He knew what she was doing. Her teasing movements were driving him absolutely insane. He couldn't remember ever being this sexually aroused before. It coursed through his body in waves, leaving tingles of electricity.

Finally, he could no longer concentrate and his erection was throbbing with the strength of his need. He leaned back onto the pillows, giving in to Diana's will.

Diana grinned, savouring the small victory. She followed him down, running her tongue along the valley where his neck met his shoulder. He shivered, clutching her sides. She slowly shimmied down his body, lapping languidly at his stomach, just as she had fantasised. His skin was so soft and warm, despite the hard muscle underneath. Muscles that jumped and clenched as she gently let her breath tickle across his abdomen.

"Di…" He hissed as she ran her tongue along the waistband of his boxers.

She looked up at him, and her expression was positively devilish. He narrowed his eyes, but was unable to completely banish his grin.

Her fingers danced gently through the sparse hairs that led from his belly button down into his boxers. She ran her tongue back up to his chest and down again, deliberately letting her breasts rub against his erection. He lifted his hips, aching for harder contact, but she simply pulled back.

Diana could feel herself becoming hotter running as she took in that completely panty dropping expression of his. She moved back up his body quickly, sucking his bottom lip between her teeth and biting down slightly. He slid his hands down her body, and ran his hands along her bare thighs. Diana pulled away slowly, sliding down his body again.

She gripped the top of his boxers and gave a sharp tug. Clark could not take his eyes off of her as she reached under him to pull his boxers down. He lifted his hips helpfully and Diana sat up on her knees to pull them down his legs, and off.

Diana couldn't help but run her hand along the rigid shaft. He made no sound, but let his head drop back down unto the pillows, his eyelids fluttering closed.

She wrapped one hand around the base. She looked up at him and smiled, stroking him. Clark groaned when she squeezed him slightly and slid her mouth down the shaft just a bit. His eyes flew open and he jerked up, electrified by the sudden, delicious suction around him.

He gripped the back of her head eagerly as her tongue ran up the length of him.

He forced himself to keep his eyes open to watch. He couldn't keep himself from raising his hips up to meet her.

Clark's moans became more and more incoherent.

His eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure built up deep within him. It felt so absolutely amazing. He didn't want to stop, but he wasn't ready yet. With a groan of pleasure, he pulled out of her mouth and pulled Diana up to him into a kiss.

His hands brushed against the undersides of her breasts, but when she leaned forward, Clark pulled his hands away. She laughed then.

"We're never going to get anywhere if we keep playing like this," she said, laying down on him, and rubbing her chest against his.

Clark nodded his head, silently agreeing, although he did enjoy their foreplay. He flipped them over once again, grabbing her legs, and wrapping them around his waist.

He bit down gently on her neck, and then whispered, "So let's play like this..."

Diana didn't answer. She couldn't. The feel of his erection pressing heavily against the inside of her leg, sliding upward to where she so desperately wanted him, was enough to erase all other thoughts from her mind.

The tip was just nearing her entrance when Clark stopped. Diana groaned as she felt his hands trail from her hips down to her knees. Clark hooked his arms under her legs, using his leverage over her to pull her legs up higher. Every inch they went up, Clark sank further and further inside of her, slowly.

Diana let her hips drop down, then lifted them again, drawing him in deeper with each movement.

"Clark...Kal…" she panted, grinding her hips up to his. "Kal...Gods, please!"

He must have been waiting for that. In a movement that was calculated to bring pleasure, he withdrew completely then slammed back into her. Holding nothing back. Diana cried out in surprise when he thrust again, a flood of sensations assaulting her body.

He brought his lips down savagely on hers, and their tongues mimicked the motion of their bodies, his powerful thrusts, making the head board bang on the wall.

Diana moaned as Clark sucked on her neck, but her moans changed quickly as Clark took her by surprise, slamming his length inside her. He then regulates his pace, stroking slow and deep, leaving her clawing at his back, her moans becoming louder again.

"Kal...Kal...Mhmm..." Is the only thing comprehensible coming from Diana as Clark continued his sweet pleasure.

Soon the pace drives both of them crazy and Clark increased his speed, bringing her orgasm after orgasm. Still trying to catch her breath, Diana heard him groan her name.

He pushed into her at breakneck speed, propelling them both toward the abyss. Diana tightened her grip around his neck and clawed deeper into his back. She screamed out.

Clark silenced her with a kiss, plunging his tongue into her mouth.

Diana tore her mouth away from his, panting for breath, striving for the pleasure that she knew would be coming. She bit down on the side of his neck as she was wracked with a mindshattering orgasm. And he still didn't stop. Pushing into her over and over.

Without breaking their connection, Clark flipped over on his back. His hands moved to her rear and he gripped her there.

Diana moved at a slow rate, taking him inch by inch. She swung her hair, ran her hands down her chest, knowing that would drive Clark crazy. She gasped as she felt him push her down further on him.

She picked up speed, holding onto the headboard for leverage. Clark slapped her rear and tightened his grip.

Soon Clark removed her hands off the headboard, placing them on the mattress so she leaned forward. He still held his grip and took over the pace pounding into her and making her lean more forward. She ran her hands over the sheets, grabbing them tightly as she reach the edge.

"Mhmm ahh….. Gods…." she moaned.

He rammed into her over and over, making her climaxes overlap each other.

"Diana..."

When they caught their breath, Clark coaxed Diana on her knees, knowing that they shouldn't get too out of control, or they would end up breaking something.

Once on her knees, Diana reached down stroking him slowly before inserting his length inside her. They both moaned at the connection. Clark started slowly at first, but quickly abandoned it and pounded her core, gripping her curvy hips and pulling her back to him.

Extremely pleasured by his borderline roughness, Diana gripped the pillow in front her screaming his name as he thrust recklessly. Diana was hit with orgasms again and again, making it harder for Clark to continue at his current speed. Thinking quickly, Clark stops his movement, much to the dismay of Diana, and lays her on her side.

He lifted her right leg slightly and gripped her hip tightly. Diana reached back grabbing his hair.

"Oh Kal..." she moaned and bit her lip.

Clark kissed her neck and shoulder. He slowly ran his hand up her side then to her breast, cupping, palming and squeezing. Diana turned her head and pushed his head forward into a kiss.

His hand traveled down her center, slowly teasing her. Diana pulled away from their kiss, gasping.

"Oh Kal...you don't know...what...you're doing...to me..." she whispered.

Clark grinned slyly and kissed her again passionate. Increasing the pace of his teasing and thrusting.

"Yes...Kal! Oh, Gods!"

Clark got back on top of her and lifted both of her legs putting them on his shoulders. Diana gripped the sheets as hard as she could.

Clark's movements become so intense, Diana tried to put her hand against his lower abdomen to lessen his impact. Clark shook his head and moved her handing pinning both her hands to the bed above her head.

"You… told…me … to… work…for you...Diana..." Clark said in between his thrusts. "So...let me..."

Before he got his, of course Diana got hers. Clark held her hips tightly again as Diana's orgasm racks through her body, still thrusting. He soon felt himself become tense. He leaned down and captured her lips in a deep passionate kiss. Diana moaned in his mouth as she felt Clark release himself, deep within her.

Clark broke their kiss and smiled cockily. Diana bit her lip and reached up cupping his cheek.

"That felt amazing."

"You are amazing, Diana."

"Mmmhh...and so are you, Kal-El."

Diana wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down into another kiss. She squealed and laughed as Clark slipped his hands underneath her and grasped her derrière.

They rolled around in the bed and tangled themselves in the sheets.

When they finally settled down, Diana was on top of him and laid her head in the middle of his chest. Clark slowly rubbed up and down her back.

"Diana... I think it's time for me to tell you..."

She looked up and smiled. "Tell me what?"

"That I...that I love...you..."

Diana leaned forward more to kiss him lightly. "I've always known that. And you should know, you've always had my heart. I love you too, Kal."

Clark grinned and kissed her nose then her lips.

Diana laid her head back down on his chest, sighing out of pleasure and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

Clark kissed the top of her head as he too drifted off to sleep.

Next Morning

Diana reached out to the other side of the bed, feeling for Clark. She felt just the sheets. She opened her eyes and lifted her head up slightly. Clark wasn't in the bed.

"Clark?"

She suddenly felt a light breeze and within a blink of the eye he was back in bed and leaned down to kiss her shoulder.

"Morning, Di. Sorry I went to go get my things from my room to bring them here."

"Oh, no it's ok. I am just happy to know last night wasn't just a dream."

Clark smiled. "Lets say it was a dream come true."

Diana turned around, laying on her back and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I like that. Being with you is definitely a dream come true." She pulled him into a kiss.

"Mmhh...Clark? Does the bed seem a little lower than it was last night?"

Clark chuckled and kissed her neck. "We broke it, Di..."

Diana gasped. "We what?!"

Clark laughed again. "How about we check out early and head somewhere else."

"Do you mean some place very isolated?"

"Yep. Need a little bit more privacy...somewhere a little more sturdier."

"Makes me wonder how loud we were?"

"I don't think too loud..." Clark answered with a sly grin.

"So how are we going to explain the broken bed?"

"Don't worry about it, Di."

"Kal?"

He looked at her with a smirk. "I said don't worry about it." He ducked his head under the covers.

"Kal, what are you...?"

He kissed his way down her body paying extra attention to her most sensitive spots.

"Kal."

Diana arched her back.

She gasped. "Oh Gods, Kal!"

He touched her, his tongue dragging between her folds.

A shudder echoed down her spine and spread the warmth across her.

"Gods, yes!"

Diana ran her hand through his hair and bit down on her lip as he licked, nipped and marked kisses all over her.

An hour or so later...

After getting their shower and packing up their bags, Clark and Diana went to the elevator heading down to the lobby.

Upon, walking out the elevator, they were met by Bruce.

"Clark. Diana."

"Morning, Bruce." They said in unison.

"You two are leaving early."

"Yeah..." Clark rubbed the back of his head.

"I'll go check us out," Diana said with a smile. Walking passed Bruce she patted him on his shoulder.

Clark couldn't stop smiling his goofy smile, watching her as she was walking to the front desk.

"I take it your talk was good."

"Yeah, it was..." Clark smiled nervously.

Bruce gave him a questionable look. "What else happened?"

"Our talk got a little intense. It's not too bad, though."

"What the hell do you mean by that?" Bruce narrowed his eyes.

Clark looked up and saw Diana leaning against the counter waiting for him.

"Just have to put a little extra on the bill." Clark smiled innocently and patted his shoulder. "Can't keep my lovely lady waiting any longer. See ya, Bruce."

Bruce turned slightly with an arched brow, watching them.

As Clark held the door for Diana to walk out, he looked at Bruce with a goofy, slightly cocky smile.

Bruce sighed and shook his head. Walking in the elevator, he pondered becoming a bit curious.

He went to the floor where their rooms were. Walking out the elevator, he saw a hoteling employee standing at the door with a bewildered expression.

Bruce walked up to him and looked in the room. He sighed dramatically and face palmed. "Dammit. Are you serious, Clark?" Bruce said under his breath.

The headboard was cracked in half and the mattresses were completely on the floor, the bed railing broken.

Intense "talk"...right...heh.