The Perfect Storm
Inspired by the song "Wetter" by Twista ;)
8 p.m. Saturday night Melbourne Hotel
A maroon luxurious Bentley drove up to the entrance drive way. Guests mingling outside, focused on the car, curious to see who it was. Marco Forté stepped out the driver's side.
He closed the driver's door and walked over to the right back passenger side. With a pleasant smile, he opened the door.
As a woman stepped out the car, he bowed. The male guests were all awe struck. No mortal man was able to resist the charm in her enticing Leda dress! The featured a wrap V neckline, thin shoulder straps and a ruched side detail. A beautiful floor length skirt with a high side slit as well as a hidden back zipper closure.
Everyone knew her face. Even with her head low, they still knew that shape of hers. She wasn't an average woman. She was a Goddess.
When she stepped into any room, people took their place, focusing only on her. She was mesmerizing.
Women side eyed their men, knowing they were staring at her.
"What shall be my arrival time, Madame Prince?"
Madame Diana Prince. Ambassador at the Themyscirian Embassy.
Diana glanced over to see a man adjusting his glasses standing in a corner looking out the window and slightly smirked.
"No need, Marco. I'll have another way home."
"Are you sure?"
"More than sure. Thank you."
He smiled and nodded slightly. "Enjoy the night, Ms. Prince."
"Oh I most definitely will," she said under her breath glancing at the man in the window again.
As Diana was walking into the hotel, the man standing by the window was still just staring at her.
Diana walked into the ballroom.
"Hello, Miss. May I get you a drink?" A man asked walking up to her.
Diana slightly frowned but then smiled and politely declined. Diana walked away, leaving the man standing there a little embarrassed.
Some one else grabbed her hand. She frowned and abruptly stopped walking, quickly turning to see who it was.
"You look stunning, Diana."
She smiled at him. "Thank you, Clark."
Clark Kent, Reporter for the Daily Planet. He was quite the charmer with the way he talks to her. A true gentleman and Diana couldn't resist his smile.
Diana moved closer to him, lightly embracing him. She inhaled taking in his cologne and exhaled feeling his massive strong chest against her soft breasts. She kissed his cheek ever so gently, letting her lips linger there for a moment.
"I'm glad you are here, because-"
"Oh, Diana! You look amazing!"
Diana turned. "Hello, Gwendolyn."
Gwendolyn Rhodes, CEO of Rhodes Fashion House, founder of the Rhodes leadership academy.
"And who is this fine young man?"
Diana smiled latching on to Clark's arm.
"Clark Kent. Daily Planet reporter," Clark smiled and shook her hand.
"You are quite the looker, Mr. Kent," she winked.
"Gwen? A moment."
Gwen sighed and rolled her eyes. "Well I must go speak to my husband's golf buddies and their wives. What joy. You two enjoy the rest of the night."
As Gwen walked away, Diana looked up and smiled at Clark.
"I hope you can keep me company?"
"Of course. And I'll be honest. I don't want another sleaze coming up to you anyway."
"Always protective."
"What can I say? It's my duty to do so."
Clark couldn't help stating at Diana's beautiful figure. She was astonishing. A literal Goddess that takes his breath away at every moment.
After mingling with majority of the guests, eating o'dourves for about 3 hours, Diana was becoming disinterested.
There was a loud boom of thunder.
"Seems a thunder storm brewing. Might be time for us to wrap up this event." She heard one say.
Diana smirked and took Clark's hand.
He looked at her. "What's wrong, Di?"
"Let's go."
He smiled and nodded letting her lead the way.
Leaving out, they were given a courtesy umbrella.
It was pouring rain.
Diana was impatient and didn't want to wait for a taxi.
"Diana, your dress?"
"Don't worry about it, Kal." She latched onto his arm. "Walk with me."
The rain was falling hard now.
"You know we can go back. Get a taxi?"
"How many times have we flown in the rain?"
"Plenty but you never wore a dress like that."
"You like it that much, Kal?"
"Well...I...you're beautiful, Diana."
Diana smiled. "Kal, you know you are the most articulate man I know but you always seem to be at a loss of words with me."
Kal looked down at her with an embarrassed boyish grin.
Diana bit her lip and stopped walking. She bent down unhooking the strap of her heel.
"Di, what are you doing?"
She took off her heels and handed them to him. "Hold these."
"Diana, wha-? Wait!"
Diana laughed twirling in the rain. Thunder crashed above, streak of lightning lit up the sky overhead.
"Come on, Kal!" Diana laughed. "This is wonderful!" She threw her head back letting the rain drop hit her face.
Clark laughed shaking his head. He put the umbrella and her shoes down and walked toward her. Diana looked up at him with coy eyes. Clark stared down at Diana, ocean blue eyes soulful yet, dark and stormy like the weather. Diana bit back a moan as Clark pressed forward, crushing them together from hip to chest.
Before Diana's mind could come up with any kind of response, Clark pulled her into his embrace. With a sigh she surrendered, laying her head on his shoulder. Clark could feel the water soaking through his clothes. He really couldn't care less as he stood there with his cheek presses to the top of Diana's wet head. Turning his nose into her hair, Clark took a deep breath. Diana's scent filled his senses.
Burying her face into the crook of his neck, Diana pressed a kiss to Clark's neck.
"Diana..." His tone was already deep, raspy and a little broken.
She looked at him with an innocent smile.
Clark leaned down and gently kissed her. Diana wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back. It was as if time stopped.
Diana pulled away slowly and smiled. "Race you." She took off fast flying in the storm.
Clark quirked his eye brow and grinned. He quickly picked up Diana's shoes, leaving the umbrella and flew off to catch up with her.
Diana giggled as she landed on her patio. Clark already behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"I beat you," Diana teased.
"Well, you did have a slight head start but I'll give you your prize anyway."
Diana laughed softly as she opened the door and Clark was already ready to get them out of their soaked attire. He took off his jacket throwing off to the side on the floor. Diana turned around and ripped his shirt open.
"You want it to be that kind of night? We should've went to the Fortress."
"I want you now, Kal-El."
Clark grabbed her by her waist, yanking her closer. He pressed a wet open mouth kiss to Diana's neck, moving up to her jaw then to her lips. Diana could feel the desperation in the kiss as Clark pressed his tongue against the seam of her lips. Diana's own tongue met Clark's, fighting for control.
Clark had no intentions of taking the control away from his Queen. He knew what she needed it right now- but they both liked the sexy tug of war power struggle.
Diana unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Clark broke the kiss and turned Diana around. He unzipped her dress and pushed the straps off her shoulders. Diana let her dress fall to the floor being left in only her lace black thong.
"Turn around for me."
Diana smiled as she turned around for him to get a full view of her body, letting him drank in every one of her curves, never growing old of the sight.
Clark smirked as Diana slowly took off her thong giving him another full body view.
Clark took the rest of his clothes off and pressed his body up against hers, letting her feel his arousal hard against her backside. He placed his hands on her hips as he kissed up her shoulder and neck, finally biting her gently behind her ear. Diana moaned and ground herself back against him.
They were entering into each other's atmosphere, into each other worlds. Everything else seemed to have gone away. It was just them and the sound of the rain.
They could hear the rain fall heavier as Clark's hands slid up her stomach to her breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples to hard peaks. She turned in his grasp just enough to give him a searing kiss.
He let a hand slide back down over her stomach, like rain running between her legs. His fingers slid over her folds, finding a different wetness there.
Her legs parted as her stance changed.
He knew what she wanted, what she needed.
"You like getting soaking wet, Di?" he asked whispering in her ear.
"Mmmhh...From the rain? Of...course," she teased.
"You know what I mean..."
Diana smiled. "Oh...well very much so...because I know you can get me...even...wetter."
Clark smirked biting his lip and turned Diana around to face him. He slid his hands down Diana's sides, to the small of her back, over her firm backside, lifting her up. Diana took this opportunity and wrapped her legs around Clark's waist.
He laid her down and ran his hands up and down her thighs. Diana deepened the kiss and unwillingly gasped when Clark bit her bottom lip. She grasped his shoulders and moaned in his mouth. She arched her back and he started to kiss down her neck again and when he hit a soft sweet spot on her neck.
"I love you...so much, Diana."
"I love you, too, Kal."
They were in such a blissful state. Clark kissed her once more, sweetly and generously, hitting all the points that made her moan in anticipation with what was coming. Diana's moans overcame the thunder. He lightly cupped her breasts. She nodded.
He smirked and began to leave a trail down her body. He made his way to her chest, listening to Diana's sweet, innocent moans of pleasure, driving him wild.
She could feel him getting harder and harder, causing her moans to get louder and louder. Clark continued kissing and licking a pathway across her stomach.
"Kal..."
He continued working his way down to her center. He licked around, making sure not to touch it just yet.
"Please... don't..." Diana begged him to stop teasing.
He kept doing it anyway. She moaned even louder and got even wetter.
"Di...you told me...to get you wetter. I'm doing just that."
Diana's eyes were closed as his hands held on to her thighs, holding them open. He lowers his mouth to her core. She moans loudly as he licks her wet folds. He then quickly worked two fingers into her, making Diana arch her back.
"Oh Gods..." she breathed out
Diana's breathing became ridged and while he licks, she would scream his name. She ran her hands through his hair. Her eyes widen as he began to suck on her clit. Soon Diana felt herself close.
She let out a satisfying sigh, trying to catch her breath, overwhelmed with pleasure. Clark came back up crushing his mouth to hers. His tongue brushed her lips and she opened them to allow his entry.
Diana's hands roamed his godly body stroking his member. She bit her lip.
"Tell me, Di..."
"I'm ready...to create our own storm..."
Clark smirked and nodded slightly as he settled between her legs, his mouth found hers again, hungry and insistent. Clark knew it took the right touch. It was the best way he knew to calm the storm in their hearts and souls that matched the one ragging around them now. They weren't stopping until they wet up the covers.
Clark's fingers dug into her hips, leaving bruises that he knew would be there for a week at least. Maybe two. They both sighed when Clark sheathed himself as much as he could inside of her tight warmth. Diana groaned, her head falling back against the pillow as pleasure erupted through out her whole body. Clark gave her a minute to adjust and relax before he pulled out and slammed back in. A moan mixed with a broken sob fell from Diana's lips.
"God, Diana," he groaned.
She moaned back in agreement; she was far beyond speechless at this point. The feelings were rendering her wordless.
The tension was building deep inside of her. She could feel it growing and growing in her stomach and moaned at the sensation. Diana suddenly flipped him over onto his back and straddled his hips. Sinking down onto Clark's manhood they both let out an audible gasp at the connection.
Rotating her hips, Diana started out slow but soon Clark grasped her hips and sped up the pace. Diana threw her head back in ecstasy. Clark watched her with passion filled eyes. To him she looked like a work of art, with her head back and her dark curls cascading down her back. She was perfection in his eyes.
Suddenly Diana swiveled her hips just right causing Clark to squeeze his eyes shut. Clark grasped her hips and had the positions switched in an instant. He thrust into her wildly as she let out a loud moan and dug her nails into his back.
Steadily Clark pounds into Diana's core and he increases the pace. Clark holds his breath as he feels Diana's walls clench around him, bringing him in deeper.
"Gods! Oh, my Love!"
Clark continued pounding through her orgasm.
When Diana catches her breath, Clark turns her around and she gets on her kness. Clark positions himself behind her, grabbing her hips and bringing her towards him. She moaned as he thrust into her from behind, making the headboard of the bed bang noisily against the wall.
Diana arched her back, taking him in deeper. She grabs a fistful of sheets as Clark hits her most sensitive spot over and over. She climaxed repeatedly as he continues. When she started to moan louder, Clark picks up his pace even more.
He grasped her hip with one hand while his other hand found her clit. He rubbed her clit in time with his thrusts, feeling her body tight around his member.
He leaned forward, gently biting the back of her neck. Diana gasped and moaned. Clark moved his hand from her hip to her neck, trailing his fingers down her spine and back to her hip.
He buried himself inside of her as far as he could and stopped.
Diana whimpered as his fingers rubbed her clit harder, faster.
"Gods!"
"The perfect storm...right here," he whispered in her ear, nipping at her earlobe. He tightened his muscles, earning another whimper from her. He licked her neck, enjoying the taste of little rain left and developing droplets of sweat off her skin.
He let his member slide almost fully out of her. And then he pressed forward slowly, sliding back into her as his fingers worked her clit.
Diana moaned, gripping the sheets tighter. Her walls close around him as her hips pressed backwards. Clark responded to her unasked requested and began to thrust harder as her orgasm crashed over her.
Diana cried out his name over and over and over again as she came.
Clark gets Diana back on her back and lifts both of her legs up higher. Diana grips the sheets again, as Clark thrusts himself inside her. His whole body was trembling; he could feel himself losing control.
He pumped in and out of her picking up speed. Diana wrapped her legs around him tighter and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Diana moaned then screamed as Clark hit her spot perfectly.
Her muscles tensing around him again was too much and Clark called out with her as he finally came deep and hard into her.
He stayed in her for a moment, being sure to fill her up to reach their overflow. He kissed her neck and cheek softly. Then kissed her deeply. Pulling out of her, he collapsed on the side of her.
Diana was breathing heavily. She turned on her side to look at her lover. Clark turned on his side and pulled Diana to his body and cradled her in his arms. She snuggled up into his arms, her hair tickling his chest when she moved. Clark pressed a kiss to her temple. Diana smiled as she twined her legs with his.
"That was amazing," Diana said in a whisper.
Clark smiled cockily, running his fingertips down her spine.. "Yeah...I told you I was good with storms."
"Yes, well you have me very...soaked."
They both laughed.
"The storm outside...it's calming."
"Only for a moment. It'll start up again soon for another round."
Diana arched her brow. "Hmm? Are you talking about outside or us?"
Clark grinned. "Both," he answered burying his fingers in her hair, kissing her passionately.