Princess In Love
Clark Kent stared at his gorgeous wife while he was posted on the door frame to their master bedroom, arms folded. He was watching her apply the finishing touches to her make-up. She didn't need it at all, but she liked to put on just a light touch.
Diana Prince-Kent applied red lipstick to her full, luscious lips. She pressed them together and pursed them with satisfaction. Clark felt so appreciative in this moment; just watching her do little things made him fall in love with her more everyday.
She glanced over to him and winked. She brushed her hands over her jaw dropping red choker v-neckline bodycon dress. Soft, body hugging fit that drew attention to her gorgeous curves. She sat on the edge of their king sized bed so she could slip on her black red bottom strap stiletto heels.
At the moment, Clark was having a diffult time figure out the right word to describe how incredible she looked.
Clark walked over to his goddess before she could put on her other heel, kneeled down and placed it on her foot for her. She smirked at him then brought her hand up to run through his hair. He placed two kisses to her knees and stood up while running his hands up the side of her body, over her breasts, and onto her neck to pull her face toward him.
Diana could feel his cool breath on her face and it made her insides tingle. They stared deep into each others eyes.
"So...should we still go out tonight?" she asked in a whisper.
They smiled at each other.
Tonight was a special date night for them. They realized how busy their schedules were making them so they planned on putting Friday nights aside just for them to go out and enjoy. Hoping not to be disturbed with emergency calls.
Clark pecked her lips a few times trying to control himself so he wouldn't take her right there on their bed before they even made it to dinner. Diana pressed the palm of her hands on his chest lightly pushing him up so she could stand to her feet.
"Yeah, but I can't help it to rather have you for dinner...and dessert," he said in a low, deep voice.
Diana felt a wave of arousal course through her body. Clark took her right hand in his and with leisure, twirled her around so he could take in her body fully. When she stopped, her backside was facing him. He reached over and picked up a black box, opening it and pulling out a sterling silver diamond fashion pendant necklace.
"Pull your hair up for me, Di," he said to her and she reached back and gathered her loose curls in her hand for him.
He brought the necklace around and clasped the back kissing the back of her neck for added effect. He turned her around to look in the dresser mirror. Diana gasped letting her hair fall back down to it's original placing and admired its craft. Clark then brought his hands down to run along the arch of her backside, caress and grip her ass while biting his lip before encircling his arms around her waist.
"Kal, you didn't have to. It's so gorgeous!"
He smirked and how humble she was, and continues to be.
"But you deserve it and more. Something gorgeous for my gorgeous Goddess. Do you want to know what it's called?"
"What?" She grinned.
"Princess in Love."
Diana grinned wider and nodded. "Fitting. Because yes, I am in love...with a very sweet and very sexy Spaceman." She couldn't help but think about just how good her husband looked tonight. He had on a simple black suit with a white button down and a red tie to compliment her red dress.
"I just wanted to get you something special. When I see unique things it makes me think of you. I have to get it all for you."
She turned to him wrapping her arms around his neck. "You are my something special, Kal. You know material things don't matter to me. All I want and need is you," she stated giving him a quick kiss before it turned hot, passionate, and fulfilling.
She knew that would be all it took for her to surrender and give herself to him.
Clark pulled away knowing just how she was feeling.
"We are tempting ourselves to stay here."
Diana smiled seductively and bit her bottom lip. "Then let's go, Love. Dinner, dessert. We come home for our special second helping of dessert."
Clark took her hand. "Alright, Gorgeous. That's the plan."
Clark grabbed his suit jacket as they made their way out their bedroom to their balcony and headed to a new restaurant that opened a week ago.
Clark and Diana happily flew through the night sky hand in hand.
Diana sighed lovingly. "It's really beautiful tonight."
"Yeah, it is but nothing compares to your beauty."
Diana looked him with a smirk. "Keep sweet talking, Mr. Kent."
Clark smirked back and pulled her into a kiss before they landed in a nearby alley.
Diana fixed Clark's tie and straightened his jacket.
Clark kissed her cheek, taking her hand again as they walked out the alley and to the entrance of the restaurant.
Clark held the door open for Diana.
"Thank you, Love."
"Of course."
He then wrapped his arm around her as the walked up to the waiter.
"Good Evening, Sir, Ma'am. Welcome to Olympe. My name is Jorge. Reservations, Sir?"
"Yes, reservations for Kent."
"Ah, yes, Mr. and Mrs. Kent," Jorge smiled. "Right this way."
Diana smiled at Clark and latched onto his arm.
They got a table in the far corner away from most of the crowd.
Clark pulled out Diana's chair for her.
"Thank you, Love."
"Here are your menus and what would you like to drink."
"Hmm...I'll have the Chardonnay," Diana smiled.
"Ok! And for you, Sir?"
"The Malbec."
"Ok! We will have that out momentarily," Jorge smiled and walked away.
"This is really nice, Kal."
"Yeah, this place is worth its hype for sure."
"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Kent, my name is Walter. I will be your waiter for the evening." He set their drinks down. "Would you like to start off with an appetizer?"
"What would you like to try, Diana?" Clark asked. "It's whatever you want."
"Lets try the Scallop Ceviche."
"Very good choice! Anything else?"
"No that will be all for now."
"Ok! Coming right up."
"So next week, we have to meet the mayor, the League press conference, we promised the children from the recreation center we would join them at the annual park fair."
"Yeah, we have quite the week coming up."
"It's not as busy though and we will be together."
Clark smiled and reached to put his hand over hers. "That's all that matters. That we are together."
Diana smiled.
"Alright, Mr. and Mrs. Kent. Your appetizer, Scallop Ceviche with Sweet and Sour Sweet Potato, Edible Flowers."
Walter set the plate down and the presentation was beautiful.
"Also, do we need any more time deciding our main courses?"
"My wife would like the Lobster Confit and I would like the Denver Steak."
"Both great choices!"
When Walter walked away, Diana just stared at the plate.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't want to touch it given how beautiful it looks."
Clark laughed.
"It's not funny, Kal. I'm being serious." Diana tried to keep a straight face but a slight smile tugged on her lips.
Clark moved his chair to be closer. He picked up one the edible flowers.
"Try it, Di."
He really just wanted a chance to feed her. Seeing those luscious lips of hers always made him a happy man.
He held it up to her mouth. She took a slow bite.
Mmhh..." Diana let out a low moan. "Oh this is really good."
Clark tasted it as well. "It is good."
After eating a bit more of their appetizer, Walter brought their main courses. Clark smiled at Diana again. She loved food. It excited her and seeing her so happy made Clark happy.
"Try this, Di," he said as he brought his fork up and the food disappeared into her inviting mouth. He felt his manhood stir in his pants at the sight.
Diana moaned at the flavor and Clark brought his arm around her back, gripping her waist. When she finished chewing, he used his free hand to cup her cheek and kiss her with full force.
She longed to feel his tongue on hers so she opened her mouth inviting his in to play. The pace of their kisses started to pick up, not wanting the kiss to end. Clark brought his hand down onto her thigh, kneading and massaging it.
Diana breathlessly pulled away and smiled at her husband and he grinned widely back at her. They indeed made each other happy beyond what words could describe.
She took a sip of wine and said, "I'm gonna go to the restroom and freshen up, Love. I'll be right back."
"Alright."
Clark took his lower lip in between his teeth as Diana made her way across the restaurant. He was caught up in the curve of her ass in that red dress but he did still take notice of the many men whose heads turned to attentively to watch her. He didn't blame them and found it humorous. She was his, he knew it and he was proud. There was no reason for him make a fuss.
Walter came back over and asked if there was anything else they would want to order. Clark looked over the dessert menu and picked out a caramelized passion fruit pancake soufflé for him and his Goddess to share. With that, Walter left to put in the order and brought back the check all before Diana returned.
She sauntered over to him with a sway in her hips. She had such control in her walk and she could always command attention whenever she came into a room. She sat back down with Clark as they waited for their dessert to come.
They talked, enjoying the company of one another when finally their soufflé arrived. Clark fed Diana and Diana fed Clark. The cutest sight in the establishment. Clark got a little caramel on his chin, and before he could wipe it away, Diana brought his chin to her mouth and sucked it.
She made her way up to his lips, kissing him with eagerness.
"I love you, Kal-El. With everything in me."
Clark leaned down and kissed her feeling her soft, plush lips against his.
"I love you so much more, Di."
Clark pulled out his credit card and handed it to Walter. With the sexual energy they had been building up all night, there was no way they could last another hour containing themselves.
When Walter came back with Clark's card, Clark handed him his tip.
Clark and Diana joined hands and made their way out of the restaurant.
They stood waiting for their taxi and Clark positioned himself behind her. He brushed her long raven hair to the side and caressed her body, kissing her neck as the onlookers observed.
Clark was never the one for PDA but when Diana came into his life, all of that changed. He had always felt the need to keep everything private but Diana helped him open up more. They were both so comfortable, open and honest with each other.
Diana couldn't contain the moan that escaped her lips and she closed her eyes to fully enjoy Clark's actions.
Clark chuckled to himself because he knew what he was doing. He always knows what to do when it came to her body. She had placed her left hand over his on her stomach while her right hand reached back to grasp his hair softly. He continued to run his hands along her body slowly.
"Diana..." he breathed softly next to her ear. Her eyes still closed shut.
"Yes, Kal..." she moaned.
He felt his arousal move at her voice sounding so sensual.
Before he could get another word in she moaned again and boldly stated, "I can't wait to get home so you can undress me and make love to me for the rest of the night to morning. I want to feel you all over me."
His insides were on fire now.
"I'll make love to you like you want me to. I'll do any and everything you want" He said lowly.
"Yes, Love, I can't wai-Ahh hmm..." She was cut off, feeling so boldly as Clark was, to ground his erection against her ass.
"Di..."
"Kal..." she groaned.
She could feel just how wet she was and began throbbing at the thought Clark being inside of her. She tightened her legs a little to lessen the ache and grasped onto his thighs holding on for dear life.
"Diana..." he said again, grinding harder against her backside.
"Oh, yesss," she whimpered and bit her bottom lip.
She could feel her body reacting to him. She opened her eyes as Clark kissed her shoulder.
She saw their taxi pulling up.
"Our taxi is here."
Clark smiled to himself pulling away from Diana not too far but just enough wanting to ease his erection down a bit. Diana gathered herself as Clark took her hand and they walked to the taxi.
Clark opened the door for her. "Ladies first."
Diana smirked and got in. Clark smiled cockily and got in as well.
"Evening, folks. Name's Jericho! Where to?"
"Evening, Jericho. Ridgeway."
"Yes, Sir."
Diana placed her hand on Clark's thigh, slowly gliding her fingers over his erection.
He glanced over at her and she was smirking. He swallowed hard at the sensation as she massaged him through his pants.
Clark placed his hand on her thigh trailing up and down slowly. He leaned over and whispered in her ear. "Patience, Di. We are almost there."
She placed a peck on his lips.
It took another 20 minutes to get home.
Jericho pulled up to their apartment building. As they got out, Clark handed Jericho a 50 dollar bill.
"Keep the change."
"Oh, thanks man! Have a good night."
"It's definitely going to be more than that..." Clark said under his breath as he looked at Diana with darkened eyes.
Clark pecked her lips and moved to the side to allow her to walk ahead of him. She smiled as she began to walk to the front entrance. Her husband was always the perfect gentleman and more. She knew she had his full attention so she added a little more sway in her hips and switched harder than usual just for his benefit.
He watched as her red dress gripped onto every curve of her body and how her ass was perfectly shaped.
He whispered to himself, "Thank you, Gods of Olympus and Amazons of Paradise Island."
Diana turned to him as she had reached the door and said, "What was that, Kal-El?" she laughed adorably although she had heard him anyway.
"Oh...uh...nothing, Di." he declared, his voice light and playful.
Diana noticed he had yet to move from his spot on the sidewalk. She folded her arms while looking him in the eyes.
"Do you plan on standing there all night?"
"Oh no. I just love watching you walk away," he said matter-of-factly, and made his way up to the entrance with her.
As he got closer, Diana began to take steps back, closing in the space between her and the door. Their eyes connected and he continued stepping forward until he had closed the space between him and her. He leaned into her but playfully avoided her lips and brought his hand around to open the door.
Diana breathed in his cologne that was still fresh and evident on his body. She turned sideways to allow him entry and he grabbed onto her elbow dragging his hand along her arm down to her hands, making her unfold her arms, and pulling her in with him.
As they made their way to the elevator bank, they were greeted by the security guard, Marcus.
"Aye, my man, Clark and..." Suddenly, Marcus was taken aback. "Diana...you look'n real good, girl!" He raised his eye brows.
Diana laughed. "Thank you, Marcus."
"Could I holler at the Mr. for a minute?"
"Of course."
Clark and Marcus stepped a few inches away.
"My man...Clark." Marcus placed his hand on Clark's shoulder. "Say, does Diana have a sister? Cousin? Friend?"
Clark chuckled.
"Man, for real though, I got mad respect for you for putting a ring on it. Diana is something special. An absolute treasure. Always remember that."
Clark looked back at Diana and nodded. "Yeah...she's a Goddess. And of course. Thanks, Marc."
Marcus patted him on his shoulder again. The elevator door open.
"Later, man."
Diana latched on to Clark's arm as they walked into the elevator.
"So what were you two talking about?"
"Marcus needs me to play match maker with one of your sisters," Clark grinned.
"Oh...well I think there is someone from one of Hessia's classes."
Diana placed her head on his shoulder as they walked out the elevator.
Clark unlocked their apartment door. As they made their way in, Diana pushed up Clark against the door, allowing it to close before she locked it. She pressed her lips to his, forcing their tongues into each other's mouths. Honestly, Clark loved the side of Diana that wanted to take charge. It turned him on and made her that more sexy.
Clark brought his hands to grip her hips as they continued making out. Diana brought one hand to his hair, gripping and pulling, while the other framed his face. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and they both smiled attempting to catch their breaths. Diana pulled on Clark's tie bringing them from the front door to the middle of the living room. She pushed his jacket off and threw it onto the couch.
"Sit down," she said boldly and seductively.
Clark backed away slowly dropping down onto the couch as he watched his Goddess before him glowing from the essence on the moonlight. She sauntered over to him, feet still cladded in her black red bottoms.
She turned around and sat in his lap delicately and said, "unzip me."
Clark sat up to inhale her scent, caress her from her legs, her thighs, to her stomach, breast then around to her shoulders. He pulled the zipper down and watched in awe as her back revealed itself, inch by inch. He planted kisses to her shoulder, and across her back.
Diana pushed herself back up on her feet turning back around to face Clark, pulling the dress down from her body. Underneath was just a red and black laced thong. The dress dropped to her feet and she stepped out of it. Turning to the side to pick it up and laid it on the couch.
"Come here, Diana," Clark choked out not knowing how much longer he'd have control over his actions.
Diana walked back to her husband and straddled his waist bringing her arms around his neck. He cupped her cheeks, pulling her in and kissed her, feeling her tongue make its special appearance.
He brought his lips down to her breasts. While attentively catering to each nipple, Clark brought his left hand down slapping her derrière, immediately palming it.
"Clark!" she hissed seductively.
He slapped her derrière again and she made a noise that was a blend of a moan and growl.
She brought her hands down to unbutton his shirt then pulled it down his arms roughly throwing it with his jacket. Diana snaked her hand down between their bodies rubbing his erection up and down. They watched one another closely, never taking their eyes off.
Clark brushed some of the her hair around her shoulder and cupped her face running his thumb along her lips. She took his thumb in her mouth, sucking on it.
"Let's say we go to our bedroom now," he stated.
Diana still running her tongue along Clark's thumb, just nodded her head up and down not wanting to stop her actions. Clark wrapped an arm around her waist as her legs wrapped around him.
They continued to their bedroom, Clark closing the door once inside. He placed her on her feet in front of the bed. He was about to unhook her necklace but Diana stopped him.
"I want to...keep it on."
Clark smiled and nodded.
Diana sat up on the bed, quickly taking off her heels and scooted further towards the middle, spreading her legs for Clark's satisfaction.
Clark was unclothed and climbed on top of the bed in seconds. He kissed a trail up to her lips, embracing in passionate kiss. He slid his hands up and down her stomach, stopping just short of her breasts. Then up higher, along her side, still locked in their body tingling kiss. Diana enjoyed having his bare skin touch hers.
Diana smiled as Clark pulled his mouth away from her's and started devouring her neck. She was finding it hard to contain her breathing as he began to lick every inch of her body leaving hot trails on her skin as he went. Her fingers were clutched in his hair. She bit her lower lip, as Clark kissed her chest, her stomach and then he tugs on the waistband of her thong. He slid it down her legs, throwing it on the floor.
At this point he kissed the inside of her thighs and placed a chaste kiss on her hipbone. He dragged his tongue across her hipbone.
"You definitely are a treasure, Di," he whispered.
He nuzzled his nose against her pulsing center, breathing in her sweet scent. She's soaked, her arousal coating her delicate folds, flushed with anticipation.
He smirked dipping his fingers between her legs to part her and with that, he gave her a long lick from top to bottom.
Her response was instantaneous, a keening wail erupting from her throat.
"Feels good, Di," he whispered against her.
She nodded slowly, thighs trembling underneath his hands.
As Clark got to work, Diana ran her tongue along her lips watching him.
Clark flicked his tongue between her folds, kissing and loving her outer lips with his tongue. He flattened his tongue against her, giving her long, purposeful strokes that have her breathless in pleasure. He captured her clit between his lips and she almost stopped breathing, overtaken by the sensation.
As he sucked on her, he introduced his fingers into the equation, pushing them inside her and curling them against her front wall, earning him low drawn out moan of his name from her lips.
He loved doing this to her. He loved feeling her fall apart at the slightest touch of his tongue.
He drunk in everything of her intoxicating taste. She's like the last drop of the finest wine in the whole world, and he was an alcoholic, utterly enraptured by her. He felt himself hardening more and more at her obvious enjoyment, wildly turned on as always by making her feel good. He felt her undulating her hips above his head, short gasps and mewls of satisfaction erupting from her throat, and he knew she was close.
"Kaaaalllll," she whimpers. "Oh Gods!"
He breathed into her. "Let go."
With one last forceful suck on her clit, he felt her tighten around his fingers, and then shatter.
She shook with pleasure, her entire body quaked due to the force of her orgasm. Her eyes are tightly shut, her mouth hung open with silent cries, and the sight of her in total bliss is more beautiful than anything Clark had ever seen.
Diana sucked in deep lungfuls of air, legs still askew. Clark came back up now face to face with her.
"Gods, my love," she said, quietly, and he could see the adoration in her eyes.
"Not done yet," he reply against her lips, drawing her tongue out so she can taste herself on him.
Clark lined himself up with her core. She was pleading with her eyes for him to push inside of her, which he obeyed. The pleasure of him filling her up made her eyes shut from intensity. He held onto her hips and when he was all the way in he rubbed her legs up and down.
"Open your eyes, Di." He whispered kissing her neck. "Look at me."
All of the pleasure was getting to her because he was buried inside but wouldn't move. Light moans escaped her lips as she rocked her hips to get things moving.
"Diana..." he begged.
She moaned a little more loudly, finally opening her eyes to meet his.
He smiled. "My beautiful goddess..." he said as he slid out of her leaving just the tip in and slowly thrusted back in.
Diana gripped his forearm with her left hand as her right hand gripped the sheets.
She didn't speak but her moans did all the talking. Still just thrusting the tip in, Clark leaned down and devoured her lips as she brought her hand to his hair. Their tongues were battling for dominance.
Diana pulled away to groan out in pleasure and Clark trailed wet, kisses down her chin to her neck. He then sat back up watching as her hand fist the sheets.
Clark was practicing true self control because he wanted nothing more than to pound her senseless, but there would be time for that later. He just wanted to make this a night of heightened sexual pleasure for them both. Diana began moaning a little louder, while also panting.
"No... more...teasing..."
He smirked and he plunged back inside, burying himself deeply.
Diana gasped and threw her head back not being able to control her body. Clark held himself together, feeling of her walls pulsing around him. Steadily, he pounded into her core then increased the pace. Clark held his breath as Diana brought him in deeper.
Clark buried his face into the crook of Diana's neck. He continued leaving passion marks on her. Diana held on to him tighter and rubbed up and down his back.
Even in the moment of her climax, Clark continued his deep thrusts.
He kissed her deeply, rolling over, taking her place laying on his back. Both closed their eyes as Diana's walls contract violently around Clark's length. She took it slow, grinding on him to get them both at the height of their pleasure. Clark groaned, loving the view he was getting from Diana being on top, her chest rising with every thrust, her face etched in pleasure, the glint from her necklace as the moonlight came in from the window reflected off of it.
His hands rested on her hips, guiding her with every thrust. She groaned and her hands tightened into fists. She threw her head back, rocking back and forth as the passion overwhelmed her. She fell forward holding on to the headboard.
When Clark knew she was close to another orgasm he quickly rolled them back over.
"On your side, Diana," he whispered and she did so.
He slid behind her lifting her leg over top his and pushed his length inside of her.
Diana gasped, clutching the sheets again and burying her face in the pillow as he thrusted fully into her. Clark brought his hand to hold onto her stomach then rubbed up to cup her breast.
Diana brought her hand to cover his and used the other to cup his head, bringing him in for a kiss; their tongues desperately trying to immerse themselves in the other's throat. Clark's pace picked up, and he could feel his wife getting close again. His hand slid down to her center massaging her.
"Oh, Kal...I...oh...oh yes!"
He grunted at her and how vocal she was during their love making. It was the best thing.
"Ohhh GODS!" she screamed and her body stilled as her orgasm began to take over.
She moaned and hummed as her body relaxed. Clark kept massaging her and thrusting slowly. He knew with just a few more thrusts, he'd reach his high.
Diana got on all fours, arching her back to him. Clark stared at her ass. He shook his head amazed with the feeling of how being with Diana was still so surreal.
He moved closer, eased himself into her soaking wet folds carefully.
"You ready, Gorgeous?" he asked sincerely seeing as he'd already put her through a workout.
"Yes...my love," she moaned as he slipped back into home. It felt so right being inside her.
Clark picked up his pace, pounding into her harder and faster than he was before. Diana lay on her stomach, moving her legs apart more and clenched the pillow. Nothing felt better. He brought his hands up to her shoulders for leverage to pound into her harder. Diana panted heavily as her screams were loud enough to wake the dead. Clark ran his hands along her backside, enjoying the sight of what he's doing to her.
After a few minutes she rose up. She leaned against Clark and titled her head back. He kissed her shoulder and her neck. He rubbed her sides and cupped her breasts.
Diana bit her lip hard. "Beloved..." she whispered into a moan.
Clark nodded slowly, kissing her shoulder then turned her around to lay on her back and placed her right leg over his shoulder.
They stared into each other's eyes. As Clark shoved himself back into her, Diana arched her back farther and gripped his forearm tightly.
Deeper and deeper with steady strokes. He increased the speed and pressure again.
They could no longer control their bodies. They were as one, belonging to each other.
Diana knew Clark was close as his thrusts became frantic.
A few more deep thrusts and he released grunting and groaning her name, gripping her sides as he filled her up. Diana came with him, eyes rolling back at the intense pleasure. Their bodies jerked simultaneously trying to come down from their sexual high.
Clark removed her leg from his shoulder placing it around his hip. He was not ready to break their connection and neither was Diana. Clark leaned down trailing kisses on her. Diana wrapped her arms around his neck as he came up to her lips, kissing her with so much passion, it was like their first kiss all over again.
Finally but a little reluctantly, he pulled out and grabbed onto the throw blanket at the end of the bed pulling it up to them and covered their bodies. Diana snuggled into him, throwing her leg over his.
She trailed her fingers along his chest and played with his fine chest hair as she spoke softly. "I love you, Kal-El. You have made me so happy. You give something so indescribable. "
He felt his heart swell inside his chest and tears swell in his eyes.
"Diana..." he put his hand on top of hers, holding it to his heart. "You have my heart. You are my heart. I love you more than I could ever show you or tell you."
"Well your actions tonight were pretty convincing," she joked and they both burst out laughing.
They both stared into each other's eyes as their emotions spoke for them. Just a simple look exchanged between the two could speak volumes.
My Goddess...my Princess...my Diana.
My Spaceman...my Beloved...my Kal.
Clark cupped Diana's face so he could kiss her one last time before they drifted off to sleep. They peppered each other's faces with kisses as their bodies relaxed and before they knew it, they were asleep, dreaming of nothing more than one another and the love shared between them.