Rocket

Inspired by Beyoncé "Rocket"

Clark Kent's eyes were glued onto Diana Prince, the moment she stepped through the doors and into the crowded dinning room of the QEII Centre. His heart began to race with excitement and he felt something stir below the waist as he took in the sight of her. She looked irresistible tonight, like every second the day, he thought to himself as his blue eyes continued to drink in her appearance. Her dark hair was curled and down, framing her face. On her body, she was wearing an orchid color one shoulder sleeveless ruched dress. It hugged her curvaceous frame in all the right places.

He licked his lips, watching as she adjusted the top of her dress and looked around the room.

A moment later, their eyes locked.

Clark felt a jolt of electricity course through his entire body as he looked deep into those sexy exotic cerulean blue eyes of hers. He once again licked his lips. His eyes never left her face as he began to push his way through the crowd and headed towards her.

He was like an animal on the prowl. He wanted her and wouldn't stop until he had his way with her.

Diana tucked a stray hair off of her face and behind her ear as she felt those ocean blue eyes pierce intensely into her. It didn't matter how many other people where in a room, they always had a way of finding her. She adjusted her dress as she looked back at him. She knew he had been waiting for her. She licked her lips softly as she was overcome with sudden arousal.

Her eyes never left Clark as she watched as he headed towards her. She felt her pulse increase in anticipation on what was to come next. Her heart raced with excitement as he was suddenly standing in front of her. His blue eyes were dark with desire, she noted as he stared down at her.

They stood there for a second, just staring deeply at one another. It had been so long it seemed since they had been this close to one another.

"Hey," whispered Diana. Her face broke out suddenly into that beautiful smile of hers.

"Hey," whispered back Clark. His mouth tugged upwards into a small grin, that was only ever meant for her.

It all seemed to happen in slow motion as Clark reached out and placed a hand on her waist and the other cupped the side of her face.

He continued to smile at her for a second before pressing his forehead against hers. He then crashed his lips passionately against hers. He felt her hands immediatly press against his chest as her mouth kissed him back.

Their bodies seemed to melt into one another as lips parted opened and tongues coiled together, tasting soft, sweet lips and their souls dance. Tongues fenced playfully and then with increasing hunger. It was just the two of them at the moment. There was no party going on around them. There was no emergency alerts to interrupt them. It was just the two of them, again. Like it should be.

Clark wasn't one to be into public display of affection but being with Diana changed a lot within his perspective. He wanted to take every opportunity to show off his gorgeous Goddess and his love for her.

They continued to stand their kissing for a few moments longer before breaking apart breathlessly.

Their eyes once again locked on each other. Both were deeply aroused at the moment. It was written clear as day on their faces. They wanted each other and badly.

"Are we going to wait until this party is over? Don't you have your interview with Mr. Dupré, his wife and other associates?"

"You know I have this very special ability..."

Diana smirked. "I'm aware of of all your...special abilities."

"So you know about super speed."

"Oh, yes...I'm very very familiar with that one."

Clark chuckled. "First here to get exclusive interviews with all the special guests and already have my draft typed up ready to send to Perry."

"Impressive, Mr. Kent. But why didn't you call? You could've met me back at home."

"And miss seeing you walking in, in that sexy dress?"

Diana giggled.

"Let's get out of here," whispered Clark in a deep, husky voice.

Diana's eyes darkened immediatly as she felt a warmth creep in between her thighs at hearing this voice. She couldn't wait any longer. All she wanted was for Clark to rip off her clothes and make unadulterated love to her.

She slowly nodded her head in agreement before reaching up and pulling his mouth down on hers again. She was overcome with the need to taste him one last time before going.

The kiss quickly deepened and they were once again swept away in each other touch. Clark roughly kissed Diana back. His lips sucked hard on her lower lip before plunging his tongue deep into the depth of her mouth.

Her hands dug into the sides of Clark's face, pulling him even closer to her than he already was. She could feel his strong arms wrap around her, holding her tight. Heat radiated off both of their bodies as they continued to kiss passionately.

A moment passed before they broke apart once again. Clark then grabbed Diana by the hand and was pulling her into the elevator where she had just come from.

Diana's Condominium

The bedroom was dark as Clark carried her over the threshold and placed her down on the bed. Diana's eyes gleamed with lust as she lay on her back and looked up at him. Clark had never seen a sight more beautiful he thought to himself as he continued to stand there at the edge of the bed, looking down at her.

Her hair was spread out like a halo on the bed. Her blue eyes seemed to glow in the dark as they pierced into his soul. She smile a small sexy grin at him.

Clark was suddenly on top of her. His hands pinned her wrists against the mattress as his knee pressed open her legs. His mouth soon found hers in the dark.

Lips immediatly parted open and tongues intertwined. They slithered and twisted around each other. They couldn't seemed to get enough of each others taste as the kiss continued to build with passion.

Diana found herself moaning into the back of Clark's mouth as he crushed his body further against hers. She could feel his hard length on her stomach. His massive chest brushing up against hers. Pleasure seemed to spread like a fire through every nerve in her body at this. She would never get tired of feeling his weight on her.

As their mouth continued to assault one another, Diana found herself kicking off her heels and immediatly wrapping her legs around Clark's waist. This movement caused for the skirt of her dress to ride up a little and exposing an inch of flesh.

Clark immediatly began to rock his hips against hers at this. He could feel the crotch of his pants tightening as his member lengthened in response to this. Pleasure moved within the pit of his stomach as the material of his pants brushed him.

This went on for a few moments longer before they broke apart breathlessly. They both couldn't seem to take it anymore. There was too much clothes and material between them.

Clark's eyes pierced into Diana's as he sat up a little and quickly stripped off the jacket of his suit. He was happy that he wasn't wearing a tie as his fingers then began to rip at the buttons on the white dress shirt he was wearing.

Diana smiled at the sight of him. He was a beautiful man she thought as her eyes roamed away from his face and down his chiseled torso. She then slowly found herself reaching up and pressing her palms to his pecks. She could feel the beat of his heart, against her skin. It was racing, she noted as she once again locked eyes on him.

A look was exchanged between the lovers before their mouths once again found their way to each other.

They were both fully naked now as Diana crawled on top of Clark, who was on his back. She smiled seductively at him as she then began to plant a trail of wet kisses down the side of his neck and shoulders.

She wanted to taste and touch every inch of him. Her hands roamed up and down his arms, feeling the soft hairs that lined them as she stretched her frame out over him. She touched his hands for a second as she planted an open mouth kiss just underneath his chin. She nuzzled her face into his neck before rising slowly up. She was now straddling his waist. Her throbbing center brushing slightly up against his harden manhood.

They were both aroused and turned on.

They wanted this.

Their eyes locked as Diana slowly began to grind her hips against him. She smile slightly as she heard Clark grunt. He had a love and hate to how she was teasing him like this. He wanted her to take him inside of her however she wasn't allowing him that luxury.

Not yet, that was.

She continued to grind slowly up against him. She loved feeling his sex against her own. That lightest of touches when skin brush skin. It sent her reeling. It was the best feeling in the world in her opinion.

Her eyes immediatly closed and she moaned softly as she repeated the movement. They stayed like this for a moment longer before Clark couldn't take it. He immediatly flipped Diana onto her back as he towered over her. His blue eyes pierced into hers. They were dark with desire and built up lust. As Diana lay still on the bed, he slowly took in her luscious curves and made love to her with his eyes. She felt her entire body begin to tingle.

He needed her.

Now and badly.

Diana brought her hands up and began to weave her fingers through his already messy hair. Clark began to tease her nipples, gently placing each one in his mouth. Diana let out little gasps, as her breath began to come in short, quick pants. She grabbed his head and held him close to her bosom as she wrapped her legs around his lower body, yearning for him to touch her more.

His hands gripped the sides of her face as he kissed her roughly before pulling away. Their eyes never left each other's face as he spread open Diana's legs and pushed himself inside of her. Diana cried out as she felt the fullness of Clark inside of her. The walls of her body immediatly stretched to fit him. She threw her head back as she arched her back in response.

Pleasure washed through her at this. Clark looked on at her as he slowly began to rock his body steadily against her. His torso brushed against hers with every thrust. His hands were planted on each of her sides, pressing slightly into the mattress as he held himself over her.

Diana found herself digging the heels of her feet into the mattress as she arched her back, making Clark go deeper within her. She wanted to feel him deep inside of her. She wanted to feel the length of him. She wanted for him to fill her.

She moaned again as he quickened his pace.

The sex was rough and hot as they continued to move as one in the heat of the bedroom. It had always been this damn good for them. So damn powerful for both of them.

"GODS," moaned Diana as a warmth spread through her lower regions to her toes.

Her walls pulsed around Clark. She could feel her orgasm coming as she dug her hands into Clark's shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist. She clung to his body as he continued to plunge deep within her.

"OHHH...YESSSSS..."She moaned as another wave of pleasure came over her. This time it was more powerful than the last one.

Noticing her body's response, Clark picked up speed and repeatedly slammed himself into her.

He wanted to hear her scream.

He continued to rock his body into Diana's until she came not once but twice. He loved to feel her wetness running down his shaft as he pulled out and stared at her.

She smiled a lazy smile at him as she locked eyes with him. She lay there for a second, trying to catch her breath before pulling Clark down on top of her again.

She kissed his face all over before whispering, "more."

Clark couldn't help but smirk at this. He kissed her tenderly on her lips as he slid a hand down the curve of her neck and down to her breast.

Diana purred in response to Clark's touch. Her whole body seemed to be vibrating as his mouth began to kiss her neck and his hands continued to play with her breasts. She could feel Clark's erection pressing into her thigh. He was still hard.

Diana then began to rub her body up against him. She wanted to hear him beg for her. She wanted to hear him become so overwhelmed with desire and need it hurt. And it didn't take so long to do so.

Clark once again crashed his mouth to hers, his tongue immediatly plunging into the back of her throat as he reach out and took her hand and guided it to his throbbing length.

Diana immediatly wrapped her fingers around the base of him and pumped the shaft. She felt Clark groan as he bit down on her lower lip in response.

The couple then switched position so that Diana was once again straddling Clark's hips. Their eyes locked intensely on one another as Diana lowered her self slowly onto him. Neither of them took their eyes off each other as they slowly began to move together. Clark's hands resting on each of Diana's ass cheeks, he squeezed them slightly as she began to move her body up and down along his length.

He groaned as pleasure filled his loins and soon spread through his entire body.

A smile spread across her face as she looked down at him. He looked so damn sexy, thought Diana as she continued to ride Clark. The room once again filled with the sounds of their love-making as her wetness coated his member.

"OHHHH KAAAALLLL," screamed Diana loudly as she threw her head back and squeeze her eyes shut.

She was once again close to coming as her body moved over Clark's. She loved the feel of him inside of her.

She continued to thrust and ride him hard until she felt herself climax. However, this wasn't about her. Clark still hadn't released and she wanted him too. Her pace slowed down slightly as she tried to catch her breath but soon picked up once again.

More whispers of sweet words of love and passion. Their bodies were over run by a sea of waves that grew in intensity, taking each other to new heights.

Clark slapped Diana's ass loudly before gripping it roughly once again.

His hands held her in place, pulling himself deeper within her opening. He could feel himself coming as pleasure crashed over him.

"Diana..."

His body had never felt so alive then it did at this moment. His blue eyes stared deeply into Diana as his lips parted opened and he grunted like an animal.

A moment later he felt himself release.

Early the next morning, it was silent and the sun shone through the window when Clark opened his eyes.

He lay on his back, sprawled over the bed and the churn up sheets. The room smelled like morning and him and her. It was a sweet scent. Their very own scent only he and the raven haired Goddess could produce.

Diana stood at the balcony doors and had moved the dark curtains some. Her back faced Clark as he watched her. He knew she wasn't aware he was awake yet. With her standing in the sun, she was glowing. She always looked like this after they'd made love.

She wore a nude color thin negligé, where he could see her skin and underwear through it. The briefs she had chosen hugged her deliciously rounded ass, making him smirk at it.

Her breasts, he was grateful to be able to cup with his hands, were slightly swollen and her nipples were still hardened. He could still see some love marks on her neck and shoulder blade.

How he loved making love to her at every opportunity but there was something about morning. It was way different to the sex they normally had any other time of the day. Different to the one that left dark love marks on her sunkissed skin, and small marks on his just last night. Even though he liked the feeling of her nails digging into his skin, he also liked the gentle and sleepy kind of sex.

The one where their heads were still light from sleeping. Where they explored the others body. It was one of those times he had noticed how much she liked it, when he playfully nipped on her collar bone. He liked the silent laughter and tiny sighs, which were a contrast to her moaning and screaming. The kisses were short and not as passionate, sometimes just pecks that ended in him capturing her lower lip. Or they bumped their noses at times. It were those small signs of affection he shared with her, and her only. Nobody else needed to know.

Clark loved how raspy her voice went when she was about to have an orgasm. How she closed her still sleepy eyes. How her nose crinkled slightly and she pursued her lips. How her hands traced over his arms, up to his neck, and holding onto his shoulders. How her back arched in his direction to take him in even more. How he leaned closer, and her breasts brush over his chest, a small touch, that arouses him more.

When she wrapped her legs around his hips, to keep him in place while he came as well, and how they just lay there for some time. Tracing the lines of each others body, her legs still around him and he still in her. Just touching with their foreheads, their minds light and their cheeks flushed. Sometimes he will grasp her hips and adjust her a little bit, just to hear her squealing silently, because she is still sensitive to his movements in her, chuckling as he did.

He loved that very moment, when he looked down at her. Cerulean eyes, a little darker than normal and obviously glazed from the hormones that went through their bodies. The glowing that came from inside her body. She looked happy, and content and absolutely beautiful in those moments.

And now, she stood there, in the window slowly turning her head in his general direction. When her eyes found his, she smiled. An innocent smile, that widened her lips just slightly, and a blush on her cheeks. He replied with a grin and a short moment of silent laughter.

The curvaceous woman turned around, the delicate cloth gently caressed her hips, when it moved. She pushed her hair out of her eyes and slowly came closer to the bed. When she reached the edge she leaned down, booping her nose with his and rested her forehead on his. Her eyes closed and her silky hair falling down, tickling his cheeks. It were times like this, where his eyes crinkled with his smile.

Slowly, without her noticing, he lifted both his arms, wrapping them around her waist, and pulled her down. Diana opened her eyes again with a giggle. Her hands rested on his shoulders. Clark felt the cloth of her négligé on his chest, his stomach, his legs, everywhere it touched him, and the appeasing weight of the her body.

They didn't need words. Chuckling and laughter and eye contact where everything they needed right now. When he looked up at her again, she was still glowing. Brighter than the morning sun, that shone through the curtains as they began another round of love making.