Our Time
Wednesday Afternoon: Wonder Woman's WonderDome
"Oh come on, Diana! Don't you think Clark is going to propose soon?"
"Propose?! Mari, we've only been dating for 6 months." Diana raised her shoulder, not in a visible enthusiasm but a hidden one, an excitement due to a raising flame in her heart.
"But both of you have been all flirty, playing as work spouses for almost 6 years now," Zatana said. "Even those times when you two were having arguments, we all know it was nothing more than lovers' quarrels."
Dinah nudged Diana. "I'm sure the makeup sex is fantastic!"
Diana laughed and shook her head, trying not to blush. Yes, there is a direct correlation between the number of days she hooked her legs up and over Clark's shoulders with her ankles just swinging loosely as he plowed deeper and deeper inside her and the number of days they argued over their differences in strategy.
"Oh, she can't hide it!" Mera squealed. "Her expression tells us everything we need to know."
"Well he is called the Man of Steel," Mari smirked. "However, Diana is the only one that knows the real reason why."
Diana blushed more and gestured for them to stop.
But instead, the girls all gasped and squealed.
"We're so happy for the both of you!" Mera said. "Seriously we can't wait for the day Clark proposes. Don't say you haven't thought about it. We know you have."
"It has come across my mind. But we haven't talked about it. Maybe in another 6 months. A full year of being together."
"Oh! Proposing at the 6-year mark of knowing each other?! That would be so romantic!"
"Omg! Yes! Mari, that would be perfect!" Zatana agreed.
Diana shook her head again. "You all are making plans way too early and way too fast."
Dinah rolled her eyes. "And if he proposed today, you would say yes before he even finishes asking the question. 6 years is not too fast. First 4 years of getting to know each other…the usual bit and then these past almost 2, you two were basically a couple without making it official until finally, you let him in the star spangles."
"Dinah!"
"What?! It's true! It's so obvious you two had hot make-out sessions, touchy-touchy, and eye-sex throughout this whole time. Now you two can't keep your hands off each other at all. We all know the WatchTower shaking is because of you two."
Diana gasped as the other girls nodded, laughing and agreeing with Dinah.
"So we are just preparing for the inevitable. It's never too early."
"Hi, Ladies!"
They all jumped up to see Clark floating down to them waving.
They all looked at each other hoping he didn't hear anything.
"So what's never too early, Dinah? Birthday party for Ollie? Or planning for your wedding anniversary?" Clark enquired with naivety, his Smallville charm doing him good.
He heard something. But how much?
"Oh, uh…Ollie's birthday…You know how he likes to compete with Bruce sometimes." Dinah tried to go with the flow.
"Right…right…" he laughed. "Well I don't want to interrupt, I just wanted to speak with Diana for a moment?"
"Of course, Clark!" Mera pushed Diana up.
Diana stood up and smiled. She took his hand as they walked to her study.
Walking in, Diana closed the door and leaned against it. Clark smiled, placing his hands on her hips, and leaned in closer, capturing her lips in a soft kiss. Diana immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, deepening it.
"I missed you, Diana," he whispered nipping her lower lips.
Diana, blessed by Aphrodite, had those soft luscious pink lips that can make Gods and mortals weak, turn roses jealous, and melt the Man of Steel.
"I missed you too, Kal."
His vivid blue eyes were flooding with passion.
Diana's pulse quickened. Clark looked into her eyes before placing a soft kiss on her lips again. His hands lock her into place as he deepens the kiss.
Diana felt his fingers tighten on her waist and hips as his tongue spars with hers. She couldn't help herself, letting out a small moan of pleasure.
Clark responded with his own deep moan, biting Diana's lip as he pulled away.
Diana's breasts rose and fell with each breath. With her wearing one of her sexy deep v-neck high grecian dresses, Clark's eyes dropped on her teasing cleavage and Diana bit her lower lip embarrassed that she couldn't hide her excitement. Clark pulled her closer, whispering her name before leaning down and kissing her again.
Slowly kissing his lips, Diana let her hands travel along the span of his chest. Biting his lower lip, she pulled back and looked him in the eyes. A small smile graced her lips in embarrassment and desire to please.
"So this is talking?" she teased.
Diana let out a soft sigh as Clark trailed down her neck.
He grinned against her neck, sucking on her neck harder making her moan. But then he stopped suddenly.
"What was it Dinah was talking about? Us?"
Diana was silent for a moment until Clark looked up at her. She averted her eyes.
"Diana?"
She sighed. "The girls are still here."
"Hey…don't do that. Tell me."
"We were just talking about how long you and I have known each other and becoming serious. They wanted to know what's next but we hadn't had that kind of conversation."
Clark caressed her cheek. "Well, that's a coincidence. Maybe fate speaking because I did want to have that kind of conversation if you're ready for it."
Diana's heart fluttered as she nodded slowly.
Clark kissed her softly once more.
"How about we go out after the girls leave? Then when we get back we can talk and I have something to show you."
"What is it?"
Clark chuckled. "Not telling."
Diana raised her brow. "Then I'll just go get the lasso."
"Well, that's part of what's for later, too. But I'm serious, Diana, I love you." He placed soft kisses all over her face.
"I love you, too." She absorbed his downpouring kisses.
"You don't know just how much that means to me every time I hear you say that. But I'm going to show you. Go ahead and get back to the girls. I have some reservations to make."
Diana smiled. "Kal, you don't have to prove anything else to me. You know that, right? I mean from the very first time we met you have been so honest and respectable."
"I know. But that doesn't stop me from still showing you how much you mean to me, Diana. That will never stop." He took her hand gently brushing his thumb against her knuckles. "Come on. They are right at the corner of the door trying to listen to us now."
Diana giggled. "Okay."
Hearing the door open, the girls quickly went back to a lounge area pretending to have been sitting and having their conversations the whole time.
While Diana was walking in front of Clark he couldn't help staring at the way her hips had this hypnotising sway.
Before turning the corner Clark gave her ass a slap making her jump.
"Kal…"
He chuckled and shrugged.
"Alright! I'll let you ladies get back to what you were doing."
Diana sat down blushing. The girls snickered.
"You're not staying, Clark?" Mera asked.
"I have to make some plans for tonight," he winked at Diana.
"Oh? Party for two?"
He smiled. "Yeah something like that, Dinah." He leaned down and kissed Diana's cheek. "See you later for dinner," he said lowly in Diana's ear.
The girls waited a few moments before squealing and giggling.
"Quickie in the office, Diana?" Zatanna asked with a smirk.
"No, we-"
"He just wanted to leave a little something. Diana, I know you don't wear make-up, but you do have to keep something to cover up. Your hair won't always save you, you know?" Mari said.
Diana gasped trying to cover the love mark on her neck with her hand as the others laughed.
Daily Planet
Clark was searching for the perfect restaurant.
"Nautika Restaurant…? Hmm. Perfect."
"Where do you think you are going?" Lois asked, looking at his computer screen.
"Making plans for Diana," he said ignoring her annoying presence.
Lois raised her brow. "You? Seriously? How can you possibly afford that kind of trip?"
"That's none of your business."
"What? You have another job to make that kind of money I don't know about? You are too much of a dork to do things illegally."
"Why does it have to be that? I can afford it. And no, I don't and didn't have to do anything illegal. Whether or not I have a second job is still none of your business, Lois."
"Don't get snappy with me. You are the one trying to live beyond your means to impress your uptight girlfriend. I still can't believe you two are together, let alone having a girlfriend period."
"Well, life is full of surprises. Diana isn't uptight. You don't know her, Lois. Anyway. I don't have to explain anything to you and I have to get back to planning so would you mind?"
"Leaving? Oh no! You need help or you're going to bore the woman to death."
Clark sighed then frowned. "Lois, I don't need any help. I'm pretty sure I know what my girlfriend likes."
Lois looked at him shocked. "Overprotective. Geesh."
Clark sighed again. He wanted tonight to be perfect. No distractions. No negative opinions or questions about his relationship with Diana. He couldn't believe how nervous he was. More nervous than when he first asked her to dinner.
He couldn't believe how fast time has gone by…the years. Almost 6 years of being in each other's lives, 6 years of building a friendship, and developing such a strong bond evolving into so much more than neither expected. He was grateful for it all. For Diana taking a chance with him, for her opening up to him and he could open up to her. They could be completely and wholeheartedly themselves with each other.
No matter what, Clark vowed to be the man that makes Diana happy and gives her all that she deserves.
A few hours later: Diana's Condominium
Diana looked at herself in the mirror.
"I hope this isn't too much for where we are going?"
She was wearing a merlot red runched midi dress, tightly fitting to flatter and accentuate her best assets.
She suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach.
"Why am I so nervous?!" She questioned herself. "I'm an Amazon. I fight demons and monsters from the depths of Tartarus. I never hesitate to go onto any battlefield but this…" She took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment. "I've never felt this way before. My focus was solely on my mission but then I fell in love with the greatest, most amazing man in the world. We're together…side by side. I couldn't ask for anything more."
Suddenly feeling a strong arm around her waist she gasped, tensing a bit and her eyes shot open.
"Kal…" she laughed softly, relaxing in his arms and looking at him in the mirror.
He flashed his charming smile back and kissed her shoulder.
"You look incredible, Diana," he said huskily in her ear.
Diana took another slow breath. "Thank you," she smiled. "I thought it was too much? I mean I know the elegance of where we're going for dinner but after?"
"Diana…" he trailed his hands slowly down her curvy sides and gently kissed the back of her neck. "You... (kiss) are... (kiss) perfect... (kiss)."
She blushed. "I'm not. OH!" She gasped as she felt something hard up against her rear.
"You are and everyone will have their eyes on you."
Their eyes locked in the mirror. Both of them could feel the sexual tension, and Diana desperately wanted him to do more. Hell, he even wanted more. As Clark's hands settled on her hips, Diana felt her core tingle.
"What has gotten into you, Kal?"
"I'm in love with the most gorgeous woman in the universe and I'm grateful to have her in my arms. I want to show the whole world just how much you mean to me."
Diana could feel his hard member grinding into her. She was hot and excited. Each time she felt him gyrate a bit behind her she let out involuntary groans, gasps, and moans.
She looked over her shoulder at him. His hands moved from her hips going under her dress, raising it and moving inward to her thighs as they travelled closer and closer to the middle of her legs. He wanted to touch her "there", and she wanted him to...badly.
His fingertips were brushing over her hot little spot and the Amazon's body was working against her judgement.
"Are we going?"
"In just a few minutes. I can't help myself with you in this dress."
"Oh!" Diana gasped. "Ah…"
He turned her around and said, "Can I see?"
Her mouth fell open and she could see the lust in his eyes and tips of his right hand begin to gently rub her center.
Blushing, Diana nodded shyly and Clark went down on his knees. He tucked a finger in the center of her thong's front and tugged it down, revealing her pink core dripping right in front of his face.
He just pushed her lips apart and leaned forward pressing his face to the lush flesh and inhaling deeply.
"Appetizer until the main course later tonight."
He kissed the top of her slit and released her thong.
Dubrovnik, Croatia: Nautika Restaurant
Nautika Restaurant lies on the very edge of the sea at Pile, alongside the western entrance to Dubrovnik's Old City. From its unique terraces, diners can enjoy a truly one-of-a-kind view of the Adriatic and the fortresses of Lovrijenac and Bokar.
"Dobra večer! Dobrodošli u restoran Nautical," the host greeted in croatian with a smile. He couldn't help but glance at Diana and of course, Clark took notice and smiled to himself.
"Dobra večer! Rezervacije za Kent."
"Oh! Gospodin i gospođa Kent! Da! Yes! Right, this way!"
Diana's heart fluttered when the host called her "Mrs. Kent".
Diana latched onto Clark's arm as they were guided to their table on the terrace situated in the back corner giving them much-needed privacy. Clark again noticed other guests who couldn't help but stare at Diana. Almost choking on their food or drink. Their significant others glaring or side-eyeing. Clark chuckled lowly to himself.
The tables were covered in a floor-length rose-cream colored linen tablecloth. The quiet dim personal atmosphere each table had was set neatly with two sets of knives and forks, a soup and dessert spoon, and two plates, one smaller, one bigger, stacked on each other, as well as a glass for red wine, one for white, and one for water. For the amount of equipment on the table, there was still enough space that they did not feel crowded.
As Clark held Diana's chair so she could be seated, he cannot help but see down her dress top to the cleavage that is so distracting to him.
Clark leaned down and softly kissed her cheek before taking his seat to her right. They both moved their large white cloth napkins to their laps before picking up their menus. Diana studied the menu carefully, but Clark merely glanced at it already knowing what he wanted.
"Your waitress will be with you shortly," said the host, giving a perfunctory bow of the head, and a quick eye up and down Diana, before walking back to his station at the front of the restaurant.
"This is lovely, Kal-El."
Clark smiled. "Yeah, but it's your glow that's even more lovely."
Diana blushed.
Their waitress appeared "Good evening, my name is Zuri and I will be your waitress for the evening."
"Good evening," Clark and Diana said in unison, smiling.
"The wine you ordered, Mr. Kent. Xinomavro."
"Thank you."
"I'm sorry… you two look so familiar," Zuri said as she poured the wine into their glasses. "Television?"
Clark and Diana glanced at each other.
"Oh…um… well I'm Clark Kent, Daily Planet reporter and she's Diana Prince, UN Ambassador."
"Ah…international news! However ... .oh! Superman i Wonder Woman."
"Oh…" Clark laughed nervously. "We get that all the time. Something about from afar or a glance."
Zuri nodded and grinned. "Yes! Very much so! You are quite a beautiful couple!"
"Thank you for the compliment!" Diana said.
Zuri's grin broadens. "This is your first time here, correct?"
"Yes, it is!"
"Dobro…Here at Nautika is a place that combines tradition, quality, and creativity, offering an innovative and refined style of Mediterranean cuisine. We have a choice of two types of appetizer starters, cold and hot. We serve local lobster from the island of Vis, shrimp, and many fish species pulled straight from the Adriatic, so they are always extremely fresh and healthy. Besides our popular seafood dishes, we also prepare the finest meat and vegetarian dishes. Lastly, there are several desserts on offer," explained Zuri.
Clark quickly made their choices for appetizer and main courses. "For soup and starter, we would like the bisque and summer cuttlefish salad. We might see how we feel before ordering dessert though," he finished.
"Of course, sir," nodded Zuri.
As Zuri walked away, a smile formed on Diana's luscious lips as her eyes met Clark's. Diana's eyes piercing into him knowing exactly what he wanted. Keeping their eyes locked, Clark took the glass of wine, taking a small sip. He saw desire. Lust. He saw her forgetting everything around her and just wanting him. Still, without stopping the eye contact, Clark sipped another bit of wine and then put the glass back. He continued looking into her eyes. Then he slowly leaned over, pulling aside her hair with his finger, and whispered in her ear.
"I told you all eyes would be on you."
"I'm going to need new glasses," Diana teased. "I thought we weren't supposed to be recognized?"
Clark chuckled. "We probably both do. But I mean, Diana, it's still very hard to hide your beauty." He caressed her cheek.
"Clark…" she giggled. "What are you doing?"
He only gave her a sly smile and leaned over, his lips touching hers. As he nibbled her lower lip, she responded by pressing some more towards him. Her lips opened. Clark got bolder; no longer tentative. He nibbled at the upper one. Diana turned her head perpendicularly and opened up some more. His tongue crept forward and into hers, seeking to explore their wet warmth. Clark felt her tongue circling his, an ancient passionate manoeuvre. Clark turned his head in the opposite direction to go deeper. Diana moaned as it got even hotter. He put his arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. The longer their lips stayed merged, the more frenzied the kiss became.
Diana felt Clark's arms slide off her waist only for him to re-position his hand to rest it on her thigh. She felt his fingers slip under the end of her dress. Without flinching, Diana uncrossed her legs. She offered no resistance as Clark slowly pulled the front of her dress up. What started as a polite pat on her thigh became a soft squeeze and turned into a gentle caress. His fingers gently trace out imaginary designs on her leg, enjoying the wonderful feel of her soft and creamy skin. Clark felt things moving and growing as the blood drained from his head and traveled south.
As his hand reached higher, Clark began caressing the soft flesh of her inner thigh. In response, Diana parted her legs slightly. She broke their heated kiss, smiling against his lips.
As his hand slid up towards her underwear and his fingers found their mark with unerring accuracy, Diana's whole frame stiffened and straightened, only slightly but still noticeably. They both looked around, at the other diners, but they were all oblivious to their wantonness.
They were both grateful to be sitting side by side to be able to stare into the eyes of each other while eating. Clark's hand grasped her thigh again and his eyes were hungry, but not for what they ordered. Diana was hungry though, and with all the self-control she had she took his hand in hers, kissing his fingers softly, and said, "Eat now, you can play later."
"I can multitask."
"Oh, I'm well aware of that."
Diana leaned close against him and they continue to cuddle making overt sexual references in hushed tones.
"Appetizers, Mr. and Mrs. Kent."
They reluctantly peeled away from each other. Though, Clark left his hand on Diana's thigh, feeling the heat emanating from the top of her thighs. He wasn't sure, but it seemed the heat was increasing by the minute. Clark hadn't touched anything important yet, but Diana was producing enough heat to indicate he might have.
It was both fun and exciting to have his hand almost in her lap, almost touching her soft parts, almost stroking her pleasure center. Without touching her juices, he could tell she was very wet, and it was causing a reaction in his lap that made him appreciate the concealment of the tablecloth.
"Thank you, Zuri," Diana smiled.
"Main courses will be arriving in about 20 minutes."
Clark and Diana nodded slightly. As Zuri walked away, they started eating, its tastes lost in the delicious company of each other.
Tonight was going to be so much fun. To eat, make innuendos and shoot naughty glances at each other out of the corners of their eyes. Diana's laugh was the most beautiful sound Clark ever heard. It wasn't just the sound. It was the way her face lit up like there existed a special switch connected to the spread of those luscious lips of hers.
As Zuri came to remove the appetizer dishes, she noticed Clark's arm disappearing under the tablecloth and ending in Diana's lap. She took the time to intentionally smile at Diana.
"Main course will arrive in about another 10 minutes. Apologies for the wait."
"Oh, no, we are just fine," Diana assured.
Zuri nodded and walked away.
Diana moved her legs, giving Clark full access to her again. He reached her thong, slightly tugging on them. Diana sat up a little so that she was hovering just over her seat so that she could get her pesky underwear off. She wiggled her hips a little so that they slid down her legs onto the floor. She sat back down and bent over picking them up. She had a little sheepish grin on as she handed them to Clark under the table. Clark noticed with increasing interest, something half towards one corner was damp. Not just 'damp', but DAMP with Diana's moisture provoked by his cheeky teasing... and now, she was not wearing it anymore.
That unmistakable, warm, slightly slick, heady, sweet-smelling kind of damp that he simply adored as he opened his hand, Diana coyly licked the corner of her mouth as to what she had just handed him.
His eyes shot to hers, and they shared the naughtiest of naughty little grins. He knew what he was going to do next – what Diana wanted him, was daring him, provoking him to do. Switching the thong to his left hand, his right hand returned to Diana's leg.
He ran his fingers in, nice and deep, cupping about the glorious warmth and softness of her thigh; and he ran his hand back, further along, her leg, further, further...
...until his fingers found that which they sought, that wonderful, delicious, burning hot softness and moisture.
Diana was so turned on that Clark's fingers were soaked instantly. Clark experienced heart palpitations as he groaned without intending.
Clark looked to make sure that no one could see anything. Even the waitress couldn't see anything. And this was what they wanted. They had never discussed the fantasy about sex and foreplay in public, both feeling a bit reserved on the subject.
However, being together and feeling like two free birds, sexual activities where others could not quite see and not quite know, coupled with the possibility of discovery by those same people, was very exciting and daring. But engaging in sexual activities in the view of others where they can see and comment is not part of that fantasy. Sex is and always will be a private affair between them.
And touching under the table qualified as one of the most intimate and exciting activities they had ever experienced.
Diana felt Clark's thumb at her entrance, and the rest of his fingers were resting on her right thigh. Slowly, she felt his warm thumb enter her. Instinctively, she leaned back and closed her eyes before remembering that she was at the dinner table.
Diana's entire face was lit up in her enjoyment. Clark smiled. He left his hand in place as Zuri and the food runner brought their main meal. The excitement of having his fingers just barely touching her core, yet still concealed under the tablecloth, had them both metaphorically sweating. Zuri nor the food runner didn't seem to notice.
"Please let me know if there is anything more you need to increase your dining pleasure," she smiled.
"Thanks, Zuri, but this is all more than enough for sure," Clark looked down at his plate, and then at Diana knowing his craving cannot be satisfied with dinner.
Zuri and the food runner walked away. Clark and Diana look at each other for what seemed to be an eternity while Diana's breathing got more shallow and quick.
"You okay, Diana?" Clark asked with a smirk.
"What do you think?" she answered as her tongue slipped from between her slightly parted lips sensually circling her mouth.
The beef charolais fillet that Clark had ordered came, as he expected, tender enough to cut with a fork. That, coupled with the mashed potatoes and grilled asparagus, allowed him to eat with just one hand. Since he didn't need to use the knife, that left his other hand with nothing to do but explore the area where it found itself.
Clark gently stroked her outer lips with his fingertips, releasing what seemed like buckets of her juices. Things moved slowly, wonderfully, and deliciously. With his hand placed and angled perfectly, yet hidden by the tablecloth bunched in their laps, Clark was able to build Diana up, long, marvellous, and slow.
Clark began to slowly and softly run his finger up and down her wet lips. When he glanced over and saw her eyes flutter slightly, he gently but quickly slid his middle finger into her wet center. For the next 10 minutes, Diana's womanhood was gently and slowly probed, finally causing her to squeeze her thighs tightly to control the orgasm.
"I can't… believe…you're…doing…this…"
Clark resumed his movement, slowly removing his thumb from her throbbing womanhood. He shifted his hand so that now his middle and index finger was at her entrance. Unlike the slow pumping of his thumb, he inserted them quickly. Diana audibly gasped at the sensation, her womanhood convulsing around her boyfriend's fingers.
Though, for her part of the public view, did a great job of eating and conversing as if nothing was going on under the table. Not a perfect job, by any stretch of the imagination, but a very credible attempt.
Every now and again, Clark would quickly sneak a peek at Diana's face. She held a very convincing mask of simple, happy blankness, but beneath it, he could see her mounting enjoyment. He could see the pleasure building, a quiet tremor betraying some of her composure, and when her eyes caught him, she flashed a brilliant, beautiful smile of cheeky, glowing contentment. She managed to groan out loud only a few times, and even they were soft groans. Clark could feel that she was getting more and more turned on, even with her stifling her verbal cues, Clark knew how close to climaxing she was. He didn't want to force her to go through that in public, knowing it would be so hard for her to keep quiet. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more he knew she couldn't keep quiet. Or for that matter, keep still. Still, he could not deny the excitement involved in making her come in public.
And so Clark pressed deeper. His fingers parted Diana's outer lips, finding her juices hotter, running more freely, her gorgeous little clit ready and waiting. Her one hand upon the table grasped at a napkin, bunching it and squeezing it into a tight little ball, while her other hand below the table fell to Clark's lap, landing directly upon his growing, bulging manhood.
She had to content herself with stroking him through his pants slowly, teasingly.
Clark was lost in the moment, the moment that Diana and he was sharing, in the forbidden wickedness of what they were doing.
Clark slipped a finger inside her causing her to moan again. He slipped it in and then out several times, each time taking a few seconds for the entire in-out cycle, drawing out the pleasure for both of them. And as he did so, he realized that his reason for all this tonight, from the flight to a different country to the meal, to the sexual play, was for their pleasure but most importantly Diana's.
They were nearly there. Clark had Diana almost all the way, near to the brink. Though little changed on her face, suddenly she couldn't stroke him anymore, she thrust and ground her glorious sex into his fingers, grinding back against his ministrations.
Clark brushed her clit and Diana jumped so hard it seemed she almost left her seat. She covered it beautifully by dropping her napkin and leaning over to pick it off the floor. Zuri appeared almost immediately and asked if she needed a fresh napkin.
"Oh…um…Yes…yes…thank you."
Zuri nodded, handing Diana another napkin and walking away again.
"Kal…" Diana whispered.
He smirked. This was it. She was going to come. She was going to come, for him, in the middle of a crowded restaurant. He saw her control breaking down a little, as betrayed by a little flash of teeth, a sudden suppressed heave of the chest as her breathing became a little harsh, a little ragged...and that's when the host decided to address them.
"Mr. And Mrs. Kent, I hope that you've enjoyed your evening so far," he said.
"Yes, everything has been perfect. Pogotovo s mojom Božicom," he told him, smoothly.
The host responded with an automatic "Aww" at the apparent cuteness. Clark gave Diana a good solid rub. Her legs moved and her pelvic muscles squeezed against him in exquisite protest; her eyes met him, and while on top of everything there was warmth and gratitude at the sweetness of his statement, underneath was a plea: "no..." she begged of him, using only her eyes.
"Mlada ljubav je velika! Čestitamo!"
"Hvala vam," Clark's smile cranked up a notch and responded with another rub.
Diana could barely control herself. Clark saw her fight down a grunt; her teeth grinned in chagrin, and she bent slightly, trying not to double over on herself with the sheer, forbidden, indescribable pleasure of what he was doing.
"Mrs. Kent? Anything?"
"No!" She answered a little too quickly. "I mean…as my Love said…everything has been…savršen."
As the host walked away, Clark was rubbing her at full and unbearable speed now, with as much pressure as he could administer, determined to make her come, right here and now. Diana couldn't speak; she could hardly breathe; and her face had indeed started to flush slightly, pink with slight helplessness, even as he pushed her to the brink...
Diana came. She didn't yell, she didn't scream, and no one else could have known she was coming, because all she did was stop trying to hold it in: she opened up like a flower, her muscles unclenched and her legs relaxed and she gave herself to Clark, and she came. He kept her coming, he worked with a fury, earning a sweet roaring gush of womanly nectar all over his fingers even as he saw a small smile grow on Diana's face, which he matched and spoke to her.
"That Amazon stubbornness is such a turn-on, you know?"
Diana didn't speak an answer – she couldn't, her hand was clenched firmly about her mouth as though to hold back her screams. Clark grinned cheekily, in triumph. He let her wind down, let her pleasure abate, let her orgasm come to an end. She needed thirty seconds or so to regather herself, to start breathing again, to fan away from her flush, and to take a sip of water.
After this apparent intermission, it almost seemed like Diana had cooled down enough to recover her control. So Clark set about destroying that control with his fingers. He again gently stroked her outer lips, releasing still more juices from her hot love tunnel. Then he circled her clit softly and gently, causing her to moan again and the tip of her tongue protruding just slightly between her lips, and her eyes almost glazed over.
Clark smiled into her eyes and Diana seemed to be projecting such lust and desire that he was motivated, very motivated, to continue. He was so turned on that even with his napkin in his lap his condition was obvious. That is the trouble with dress slacks instead of jeans. His jeans would sometimes be enough to offer at least some control and restraint.
As they finished their entrées, they looked for Zuri. Again, she was there almost immediately. The desserts were offered in small parfait glasses, allowing for more than one dessert. So Clark ordered several different options, knowing that most if not all would be acceptable to Diana.
"If I can do anything else to make your evening, even more, a success, please let me know," she said as she wrote down their selections.
"You have done everything well," Clark gently told her with a smile. "We appreciate everything." His smile told her he was sincere, and her return smile told them she was thrilled.
"Yes, thank you. You have been excellent and made our evening wonderful," Diana finally spoke.
"Fantastičan! Nekoliko minuta za desert," she smiled walking away to the dessert bar.
Clark looked at Diana with a smoldering glance, knowing she was still so hot that he could make her climax one more time before their desert and bill arrived.
"Come a little closer, Di, and lean against me a bit."
She leaned closer to him, raising her sweet bottom off the seat. When she did so, his fingers were forced deeper inside her. She moaned as he felt her contracting around his fingers, her juices flowing into his cupped hand.
Clark gently started stroking Diana's g-spot and enjoying the squirming and fidgeting it was causing her. She giggled before taking a sip of wine.
Clark teased her while telling her dirty things.
"Oh my…" Diana gasped.
"Good…right, Di?"
Diana gasped in surprise and whispered, "Yes…Wonderful…and naughty, Kal."
As Clark worked her g-spot hard, all Diana could do was to hold on to his forearm as he fingered her hard, but he slowed down as she get close, holding back, and Diana tried humping his hand back. Clark chuckled.
"Clark, don't…" she whined.
"You want me to-"
"Don't you dare…"
After 10 minutes of wrestling his arm for her orgasm, Zuri was walking back with their desert in hand and Diana looked Clark in the eyes. Diana tried to at least gather herself, but when Zuri was walking closer to their table, Clark started pleasuring Diana with everything he had. Diana was lost in ecstasy when Zuri got to the table, Diana's eyes glazed over trying not to roll back in her head and grasping Clark's arm for dear life, not knowing if she could hold back no matter how hard she was trying.
Her breathing was ragged and irregular by the time Zuri was putting the desserts on the table.
"Here are your desserts," she said with a smile but immediately dropped seeing Diana's flushed face. "Mrs. Kent? Are you alright?"
Clark didn't stop massaging Diana. It was absolutely incredible how they've hidden this so well this entire time. However, right now, Diana was losing it. Clark could feel her convulse against him and her nails dug into his arm more. He will probably have marks for a few days, but this moment is worth it. And he planned for her to give him even more later anyway.
Diana nodded. "I'm just…fine."
Clark wrote the additional tip amount on the receipt as well as the total and handed Zuri his credit card. She smiled widely, thanking them once again for being the highlight of her evening.
Zuri nodded. "Be right back! Enjoy!"
Zuri quickly brought back his card and receipt. "Please come back again! Bilo je divno imati šarmantan par poput tebe!"
Clark and Diana smiled. "Thank you!" they said in unison.
Clark turned his attention back to Diana. It's a good few minutes before Diana recovered, and Clark was back to massaging her. Diana didn't let his arm go through as to snuggle in closer.
"I can't believe we did that…here."
Clark pulled Diana tight and replied, "I can. You bring out a feeling in me that wants to do such daring, spontaneous things. Those sexy reactions of yours make it even more enticing."
Diana giggled in her post-orgasm glow, and they took out time eating their dessert, feeding each other.
Diana leaned over and licked Clark's bottom lip with caramel on it then kissed him softly. She moaned in his mouth loving the delicious flavors of themselves combined with the chocolate and caramel.
"And you know what else, Diana?"
"What is it?"
Clark slowly raised his left hand to his lips. He slid his index finger into his mouth and sucked it for just a second or two. Diana moaned again with longing in her eyes. He smiled with a promise written on his face.
"My Goddess sure is finger-licking good. Better than any food," he winked, and as though he was proving the point: he smacked greedily at his moistened fingers, licking and tasting Diana's delicious, glorious juices.
"Oh…my…" Diana giggled, feeling another tingle shoot right down to her core.
Clark stood to hold her chair, Diana looked at his crotch, just above eye level for her, and she could see that his arousal was only barely noticeable. As Diana stood, Clark pressed his hand to the small of her back, and then slid lower, giving her left cheek a playful squeeze.
"I don't know whether I want to strip you out of that dress or have you keep it on."
"Hmm…"Diana laughed softly. "Both."
They took a quick moment to the ladies and mens rooms to refresh themselves.
Clark immediately took Diana's hand as she was walking out the ladies room.
"Oh, you didn't want to put this back on did you?" He asked patting his pocket.
"No. But you wouldn't want me to anyway," she smiled seductively.
Clark smirked and kissed her cheek.
They were both glowing as they exited the restaurant, waving to Zuri, still hand in hand, but Diana managed to keep both her hands on the arm he used on her as much as possible ever since.
They laughed like teenagers in love as they walked down the street a bit spending as much time blushing as they gave sharp glances to one another. They turned down a small street and they were all alone again.
Diana sighed lovingly. "Dinner was amazing!"
"You were amazing, Di."
"You were tempting me, Kal."
He chuckled. "To hear that beautiful voice of yours? Of course."
"You wanted everyone else to hear, too."
"I told you, I want everyone to know how proud I am to be with the most gorgeous woman in the universe. How much I take pride in pleasing my woman."
Diana held onto his arm tighter. "Kal, you sweet sexy man." She kissed his cheek.
He grinned. "There's one more place I want to take you, then we can get back to the Dome for the main surprise."
"Can I at least get a hint of what it is?"
"It's for you and me of course. That's all I'm going to say."
Diana raised her brow. "That's not much to go on."
Clark laughed. "Okay…how about…our future?"
"That can mean many things."
"Yep! Many good things," he promised.
Madrid, Spain: Teatro Kapital
The club was located in a former theatre at Calle Atocha 125, between Retiro Park and Atocha Station, two of the touristic highlights of the city. It is not only known to be Madrid's biggest nightclub but it is also known for its strict door policy and dress code.
One of the most important features of Teatro Kapital is its size! Each of the 7 floors has a different music style and atmosphere so that everyone can find their happy place. Additionally, the club is built around the main floor, located in the very center of the building.
The main music genre on the main floor is House & Dance Music, which is also the most commercial music played in the club. The ground floor also features the largest space where you will find VIP areas, bars, and dancers on the stage. Then, on the first floor, you will find a coat check on both sides and the so-called premium balconies for bottle service. On the second floor, called the "Music Studio", you'll be able to show off your singing skills on the stage by participating in the Karaoke. The third floor is the Hip Hop & RNB floor that has some nice tables for bottle service. Next, on the fourth floor called "Kissing Room", you will find a cocktail bar. This floor is generally considered to be more quiet and more chill. The fifth floor is called "The Party" and here you will find the typical mainstream Pop Music played in Spain. However, it is one of the best places to take some great pictures of the main floor to show off the great time you had in Madrid. The sixth floor is called "Mojito & Cuba Libre Area" and it's the perfect floor to have a chat with your friends whilst enjoying a drink and listening to Latin Music. Last but not least, the seventh and top floor of Teatro Kapital is only open during summertime. It has a terrace with seating areas, bars, and it's a hot spot for smokers.
As Clark and Diana got closer to the club, they were both eager to dance with each other and let themselves loose a little. Standing in line, Clark kept his arm around Diana's waist, rubbing up and down slowly, fighting the slight chill in the air with hot thoughts of passionate love and naked flesh.
After a decent wait in line outside, they got in. Even though the place was starting to get packed, on the fourth floor, they managed to find a booth seat to themselves. As they looked around, they could see everybody had dressed up in code, no exceptions. Well-groomed and had put a lot of effort in their looks. Some were even borderline erotic, with very daring apparel, exposing a lot of skin. It was sometimes hard to discern those details in the darkness, but the omnipresent blacklight really helped show where clothing stopped, revealing shapes of low cut V necks and short, short skirts.
Clark and Diana were sitting there, cuddling, trying to get the feel of things. Their love has been going on for ages and they shared complicity that made silent conversation efficient, trading kisses, caresses, and little attention from their fingertips. One thing led to another and soon enough, they were getting pretty aroused again. Diana's lips gave way and their tongues swirled together.
Clark's left hand held Diana's hot cheek, while his right rubbed down her ribcage, her thigh, slowly, down to her hips and her ass, feeling the fabric of the dress tight against her body. All the while, he was breathing her in, with their mouths interlocked.
Diana could feel Clark's hips were getting unsteady. Her hand crawled up to his groin and started feeling up his big shaft. At the touch, she started moaning a little, already gathering ideas of how to have fun with it. She was caressing it slowly and carefully like she wanted to feel the best she could through the fabric. At that, Clark felt an incredible rush flare up his loins, making him break off their kiss as he groaned out loud. His reaction made her long eyelashes fly up, revealing to him her eyes full of raw passion and lust. He was panting and he returned her smile, confirming that he loved the treatment she was giving him.
The club was packed and dark, and the speakers thumped away with tripped-out music: right now, nothing else mattered but themselves, their bodies longing for each other. Lost in time, they wouldn't let each other go. Their love and lust expanded, their hearts beat out of their chests, casting images of safe havens and inebriating sex behind their eyes.
"I love you so much, Darling," Diana whimpered.
'Mmmh, I love you too, Di."
Diana let go of their embrace and climbed up on him, kneeling on their seat. With his face now on a level with her breasts, Diana pulled Clark in and smothered him. Clark absorbed the sensation, the tease of her smooth clothing against his chin. He could almost feel her hardening nipples against his cheeks. Clark groaned out of bliss, more than he was gasping for air. He was holding her hips as Diana was pivoting on the tent in his pants. Diana gyrated sensually against him, in sync with the tempo.
Diana held the back of his head and Clark could feel her hot respiration as she breathed through his hair. Diana was climbing up and down, rubbing his face in her cleavage. Clark stuck out his tongue, slicking up her skin to ease the friction.
"You like my little lap dance, Kal?"
He was hard as steel and Diana was really starting to work him and herself up even more. Coming back to reality, Clark slowly pulled his face out of her cleavage and through his sex hazed eyes saw people close to their table: some abstract incandescent shapes revealed from the black light. They must be enjoying the show.
"Damn right, I do! And I think you've earned yourself other admirers as well," he said, pointing with his chin.
Diana slowly peered over her shoulder as she kept on dancing. She turned back to him, laughing out loud.
"Oh Gods, you're right! I'm sorry, Love. I didn't know how much longer I was going to be able to resist you."
"What are you apologizing for, Di?" Clark chuckled. "We're having fun."
"But your priv-"
"Let 'em look." Clark pulled her into a passionate kiss.
"Mmmh! Well, we should take this to the dance floor."
Diana smiled at him and got out of the booth, pulling his arm. Going downstairs to the dance floor, all those people that were watching were still staring and smirking.
They made their way across the crowd, aroused out of their minds. They hovered forward in this maelstrom of lights and colors; the atmosphere thick from the thumping music made the outside world inexistent.
Diana stopped and pulled Clark toward her, her back against him. She moved seductively while smiling coyly, her eyes lowered. And they danced, locking their hips together. They danced passionately, closing their eyes and feeling each other. Their hands travelled up and down along their limbs, around every crevice, and over every curve.
Clark's hands slid over her clothed hips and around to the front, then up to her stomach and her ribs... and paused just under her breasts, then glided back down her sides to her hips. Diana kept rocking her hips vigorously against his manhood. Clark held her while she moved back and forth, stirring him even more with her sexy motions. Clark leaned in and kissed her bare shoulder and slightly up her neck, her perfume smelling sweetly like honeysuckle. Clark could not only hear her moan over the music but feel her moan slightly, vibrating into his chest, her hand coming up to stroke his face as she turned hers towards him. Their lips brush, mouths open, and hover for a moment... then pressed together slowly, tongues entangling in the heat of the moment.
Clark held her hips against his, thrusting his erection against her ass. And he repeated the motion, swaying, almost humping her, now. Diana would push him back, grinding against his hardness. The music had the perfect pace to help soothe them down for now, but deep down, they were starting to want to just strip each other down and make love.
Diana smiled seductively, breaking the kiss.
"You're an amazing dancer, Kal. I'm already anticipating the dance moves you'll be showing me in a more private setting."
"I can give you a little preview right now, you know?"
Diana moaned and bit her bottom lip. Grabbing his neck, she pulled his face back to hers and re-engaged the kiss, embarking on another dirty tango of tongues and her other hand resting on top of Clark's, guiding it upwards to her left breast. Clark loved the sensation of her tongue seeking his, but he mostly enjoyed feeling the passion coming to life within her. He openly fondled them and Diana didn't flinch.
Their hands cupped Diana's ample bosom and Clark squeezed, feeling the nipple harden while his tongue explored her mouth. Like velcro, Diana's hips wouldn't let go of his. And they did all that without even breaking their French kiss, making everything all the sexier. Diana ground her ass into his groin, feeling his hardness as both Clark's hands now massaged her breasts through her dress. Breathing heavily, he nibbled and sucked his way down the side of her neck, as Diana's hand reached back to grab his stiff manhood through his pants, rubbing it up and down.
Clark's voice rumbled deeply in Diana's ear as Diana groaned with pleasure, his hands still on her gorgeous breasts. Clark took her earlobe into his mouth with his tongue and sucked on it, breathing hotly in her ear. His hands moved back down to her hips. Diana gyrated and ground for a song length, bass pounding in time to the blood in their veins. Clark's hips rocked in sync with the hard bass drum. His whole lower body felt like it had a mind of its own.
Clark looked around through half-shut eyes, completely drunk on sex. The atmosphere was getting very steamy. More couples would dance more daringly, humping and grinding each other. The music was shooting subliminal messages into their minds, telling them to break down barriers and give in to carnal pleasures.
Diana spun around and pressed her breasts into Clark's chest hard, wrapping her arms around his neck and looking intently into his eyes, still smiling. Clark had such chiselled good looks and sparkling eyes that coupled with his charming smile made her feel weak at the knees. Diana half-closed her eyes and leaned into his neck, putting her lips on his skin. Electrified by Diana's touch, Clark gasped slightly as Diana sucked and nibbled her way up to his ear and bit the lobe. Clark could feel her hard nipples poking into him, her body hot against his, her left leg wrapped around the back of his right. Diana ran her right hand's fingers through his hair while she moved back down his neck, kissing and licking, his hands firmly gripping her ass.
As they finished their dance, Diana realized how much more dripping wet she was and the thought of Clark still having her thong in his pocket made her even wetter.
"Diana…" his voice whispered in her ear.
"Clark…" she whispered back.
Clark felt not only his own but Diana's heated passion amplifying.
"Time to get back to the Dome."
Clark took Diana's hand, guiding her to the exit.
"That was fun and sexy!"
"Not over yet, Di."
Clark pulled her up to the night skies.
Diana sighed lovingly looking down as they flew across the cities.
"It's so beautiful, Kal. I never tire of flying and seeing the world like this. It's even better flying with the man I love."
Clark looked at her with a proud smile. "It is beautiful. Though, the most beautiful view is you, Diana."
Clark pulled her to him and leaned as if he was laying on his back flying backward with Diana on top of him.
Diana giggled. "Kal, we are supposed to still watch where we are flying," she teased.
"Diana, multitasking, remember? And we've been up here plenty of times. So relax, enjoy the breeze…"
Clark glided his hands down to her ass giving a light squeeze. Diana gasped already so sensitive to Clark's touch but the feel of the cool breeze blowing against her womanhood.
"Kal…"
He smirked. "Yes, Diana?
She breathed out slowly, feeling more of the breeze as he raised her dress up higher.
"You want me naked now?"
He chuckled. "It's most definitely tempting but I have to wait just a little bit longer. However…as for now…"
Diana moaned leaning down kissing him as he massaged and kneaded her ass cheeks. His heated hands combined with the coolness still blowing against her, stimulated her in a way never thought of.
"Kal, what are you doing to me?"
He smirked. "You like that?"
She couldn't get the words out, only nodding and breathing out slowly. Clark dipped his head, kissed her neck, licking and sucking.
"Oh, Gods…" she moaned in his ear, gripping his hair.
"Let go, Di."
"Kal… AH!"
Clark's long strong heated fingers traced over her core, feeling her wetness.
Diana sighed, burying her face in his neck. They both enjoyed the silent bliss.
With a few more miles to get to the Dome and Diana still on top of him, Clark flew the rest of the way backward.
Boston: Wonder Woman's Wonder Dome
Entering the Wonder Dome, Clark took Diana's hand taking her to the Garden of Dreams, which was a room of reflections from Diana's subconscious.
"The bedroom is a few more doors down, Kal," she teased.
Clark chuckled. "We're getting there, just one very important thing first. You have the lasso?"
"Of course I do."
She held up the golden glowing rope and handed it to him. Clark then led Diana for them to stand in the middle of the large room. There were large statues that constantly changed showing Diana's most cherished life moments.
Clark held Diana's hand, intertwining their fingers, and wrapped the lasso around their hands. He placed her hand over his heart with his hand on top of hers.
As the lasso started glowing brighter, Clark and Diana stared into each other's eyes. The room started changing but this time combining not only what was deeply in Diana's subconscious but Clark's. Large statues appeared all around them displaying their most intimate moments together.
They both looked around in awe but then noticed one statue that was half done, seemingly still under construction within their minds. Bits of it they could make out to be Clark kneeling on one knee while Diana was holding something in her arms.
"So we have our answer now. We're on the right path to finish it together. Halfway there, but it takes a bit more time."
"I don't mind that at all. What we have is too precious to rush."
"Diana…" Clark turned to her and caressed her cheek. "I love you. No matter what we go through, I know it's all to make us stronger. I'll fight through hell and back for you…for us. You are my best friend and the love of my life. I'm grateful to have you in my life and I'm going to show you every microsecond of every millisecond of every second of every minute, to every hour of each and every day just how much. I'll even shoot for every omnisesond."
Diana giggled. "Kal, I told you, you don't ne-"
"As your man, Diana, yes I do."
"The things you say…that's why I love you, too." Tears welled up in Diana's eyes as she cupped Clark's cheek. "I was once afraid of these feelings not understanding and being so new. But because of you and everything we've experienced together forging our friendship, my heart belongs to you."
"Diana, you are my heart. That fire I feel every day is because of you supporting and pushing me to be my best self as Clark Kent, Kal-El, and Superman."
"Every part of you makes you the most incredible man I know." Diana looked back at the statue and smiled. "So in regards to building, will that be what we call it now?"
Clark smirked. "We've certainly done a lot of build-up tonight." Clark wrapped his arm around her waist pulling her closer and kissed her softly. "We've got more work to do. Especially me."
"You know we're a team, right? So could we…" Diana trailed her hand down to his belt buckle. "…together?
"Say no more!"
Clark lifted her up and Diana instantly wrapped her legs around his waist. Giggling, Diana kissed him. Clark levitated up, flying out of the Garden to her bedroom.
As Clark laid Diana down on her bed, Diana moaned into his mouth, kissing him harder. She grabbed his hand and brought it to her breast. His thumb circled her nipple through the fabric of her dress as she fumbled with his belt.
Diana kissed him open-mouthed, struggling with his button and zipper until finally his pants were undone. Diana pushes them down as far as she could. Clark pushed her dress up, caressed her, tracing circles along her smooth, slippery center. He was about to trail down her body to taste her when she pulled back from their kiss, grabbing him by the hair.
"I need you," she declared breathlessly, her eyes steady on his. "I need your body, I need you filling me, I need your pleasure-"
Clark yanked off his shirt and pants as Diana slid out of her dress. Clark took a deep breath. His eyes sparkled with excitement as stared at her for a moment seeing her in her naked glowing glory. Her facial expression gives away a hint of shyness despite the overt assertion of her sexuality. He loved the power and the beauty of her, loved her openness.
Diana bit her lip, staring at him as well. She reached for him massaging his swollen manhood through the fabric of his boxers. Unadulterated thoughts immediately flooded Clark's mind. Thoughts of spreading her gorgeous legs, or the exotic scent of her drifting up to him. Diana pulled down his boxers, and circled his manhood with her hand, sighing happily. She stroked him lightly up and down. He was moaning at the feeling of every part of his manhood being stimulated.
"Diana…"
"Yes, Kal-El?"
He smirked and kneeled over her, crouched between her legs, and leaned forward, capturing her lips in a long slow kiss that reduced her to puddy. He moved her hand from his manhood as he made his way down her jawline, the crook of her neck, which he took a moment to nuzzle with his nose and gently bite, to which she gasped and her collarbone. Clark reached out and cupped both of her breasts, holding them gently under her nipples, tracing his fingers over her heavy, firm breasts, and lazily circling her areolas until goosebumps raised on her flesh. He gave them a little squeeze just to watch her reaction. He continued squeezing as he said, "Diana, you are so amazingly beautiful."
He began to roll her nipples between his thumb and index finger. He looked at her as he did this, and the look on her face indicated that she was falling deeper into a world of lust. She threw her head back and began to moan as he continued rolling her nipples.
He took her left nipple in his mouth, running his tongue around and over her achingly hard nipple. Diana felt her insides liquefy as she gasped, tangling her fingers in Clark's hair as he grazed his teeth over her breast, nipping her carefully.
Diana moaned even louder as he first gently bit the nipple with his teeth, before sucking hard into his mouth. Each time he sucked, he also pulled and pinched on her right nipple with his finger and thumb. Her moans increased, and the last time he bit and pinched at the same time, he heard an "Oh" escape her lips.
Clark released both of her nipples, and she emitted a short sigh. Her left was wet, and he wanted the right to be the same, so he quickly licked and sucked on it, again hearing Diana moan. Eventually, he pulled away again, and directed a stream of cool air from his lips, causing her already erect nipples to stand up even more.
Diana watched him as he kissed his way down, her breath coming in short gasps of anticipation as he moved down between her legs, settling into a position as he spread her flexible legs wide, exposing her completely. Clark held onto her thighs very tight, rubbing his face against them as he started to bite them, softly nibbling her soft hot flesh. His lips traced their way all over her thighs, kissing and licking and nibbling those soft, sensitive spots until she was a quivering, twitching mess. Diana bucked hard when he finally touched her center.
He started stroking her clit with his fingers. After a few minutes of this, and her moaning increasing, he slowly stuck one finger in her and then pulled it out again. He continued to slowly and gently rub her for a while, then he put his face between her legs. She watched him with rapt attention, her eyes rolling back slightly as he traced the tip of his tongue over and around her sensitive lips before swirling around her throbbing clit.
He was gently licking her and doing it painfully slowly, though it was definitely getting her closer to orgasm. Clark looked up at her, sliding his second finger inside her and Diana twitched violently in response.
"Oh! Oh Gods," Diana gasped, starting to hyperventilate a little.
Her hips bucked sharply as raw, liquid pleasure surged and charged through her until she started to see flickers and explosions of lights whenever she closed her eyes. Her orgasm is tantalizingly close. Her toes were curled tight and she was gripping Clark's hair. Pulling handfuls of it softly as he buried his face into her center harder.
His fingers slid in and out of her increasingly tight core, faster and faster as he gouged her excitement. His mouth moved over her noisily, and he stopped only to growl obscene promises. And it was the intensity with which he said such things, the absolute enthusiasm, that made Diana's insides contract, tightening around his fingers.
He purposefully curled his fingers upward and continued moving his fingers against her g-spot. The feeling of his fingers almost coming out of her, then being pushed back in to caress her g-spot, along with his mouth and tongue on her clit, made her climax so hard and strong that her clit became incredibly sensitive and he had her writhing around the bed because he just wouldn't stop licking her. He exhales hot air on the sensitive button. Clark traced his tongue around and around her clit once more, until the slightest touch made her jump and tremble. She groaned pitifully as her nails dug into his scalp.
Feeling her dam break and her river being unleashed, it flowed hard from her onto his waiting tongue. Diana closed her eyes, focusing on the bright point behind her eyes threatening to explode. Her cheeks, neck, and chest were flushed red. She let ecstasy wash over her as her body settled back down into the bed.
He finally stopped flicking her with his tongue and got on his knees between her legs. He looked at her longingly as he took her lips to his closing eyes, kissing her; letting her taste her remnants on his lips and tongue. Clark grabbed Diana's legs pushing them up, laying against his chest, and hooked them on his shoulders. He ran his hands from her thighs to her ankles as he sank himself deep, burying his length inside of her.
"Oh, Gods!"
Clark held and stroked her thighs, as Diana lifted her ass off the bed and started gyrating on his steady manhood. He was lost in the love and lust written on her face. Reading her features as he made love to her, titling his hips up and down as he thrust deeper and deeper inside, overcome by his desires. They both felt every bit of him against every bit of her and it felt amazing and intense for both of them.
"Nothing's better than making love to you," he told her between rapid breaths.
"Then take me harder…" she demanded him, in as dirty a voice as she could muster.
He smirked, ramming himself into her harder. Not only was he starting to breathe harder, but he was definitely feeling harder inside of her. He jerked his hips forward into her several times, surprising her with the sudden movement, and he sent her into a spiral of orgasm after orgasm that throbbed from the remnants of the previous one and slowly subsided in gentle waves.
He pushed her thighs off his shoulders wide to the sides, laying his chiselled chest on hers. Taking her breasts in his hands squeezing them as he thrust very quickly, deeply but gently into her quivering center, clenching on to his length tightly. He sucked her nipples hard, biting them softly, Diana's hands wildly stroking his face and hair as her body shook beneath him. Moaning loudly, crying out as his lips cover hers. Rocking their bodies against one another as his tongue dives in and out of her mouth.
Clark slid his hands under her hips grabbing her ass tightly, as he pushed harder and deeper into her with each rapid thrust. He grunted as he took her hands above her head, their fingers entwined together as he buried his face into her neck. Diana's face pressed hard against his head, as she cried out next to his ear.
It was something about her hot breath on his ear, her desire for more of him. The intimate notion gave him a burst of energy. He put his hands on her inner thighs and supported his weight there, opening her wide, and drilled into her relentlessly, feeling his orgasm start to rise.
"Oh, you feel so good," she moaned, bucking hard against him.
"Di…"
Clark kissed her passionately as he spilled his warm load deep inside of her. His eyes shut tight as his orgasm started and as he hit his peak and found it hard to move. His thrusts stopped only holding himself deep within her swollen walls, until he gave her his last drop. Diana moved for both of them, grinding herself against him enough to initiate her own orgasm. Just as he was coming down from his, Clark took over the motions again and pushed himself into Diana, making her cry out as her orgasm peaked.
"Yes! Kal, yes!"
Diana caught her breath and smiled, then put a hand to Clark's face. As she kissed him passionately, he built up slowly again, feeling her arousal rise to match his until she was pushing her hips up against him, kissing him frantically as he slammed himself into her, both of them striving together again toward their mutual goal. The wet sounds of their coupling and the rasp of their breathing filled the room. Diana cried out again as her umpteenth climax started to overtake her, and this time Clark couldn't stop himself from being swept away in her waves. He slammed into her a few more times, her contractions pulling him in deep until she grabbed his backside and forced him all the way inside, taking him to the root, her fingers digging in. Diana let out a long cry, and a rough heat rose up in Clark, and before he knew it, he was spilling himself into her again. The intensity of their pleasure was terrifying and exhilarating. It was blinding, rendering both of them helpless and insatiable and transfixed as they opened themselves to give everything, completely absorbed in each other.
After a few minutes, Clark pushed himself up on his arms and slowed down. He placed a single kiss upon Diana's nose and looked her in the eyes as he said; "Nowhere near done."
Diana giggled. "You're a resilient man, Beloved."
Clark turned her around to sit up on her knees. Clark, fit himself to her back, cradling her breasts as he played with her nipples. She arched back against him, kissing him hard over her shoulder until Clark forced her gently down, laying her face into the pillow, with Clark's hand on her shoulder.
Diana shivered, parting her legs and lifting up her bottom, presenting herself to him. Clark stroked her vulva, with his fingers and he pressed himself into her.
"Oh!" she cried out, "yes!", and pushed back against him, taking his length even deeper.
Clark took a breath, letting go of his grip on her shoulder. Clark moved his hands to her hips and began to move inside her.
Clark made himself slow down, made himself rock back and forth with small, gentle movements, buried deep inside her. He would bring her to her own brink, not let himself go until he felt the rhythm of her release.
He breathed in deeply loving the scent of her, the soft pressure of her womanhood surrounding him. He loved her breathing and the aching happy sounds she made as they moved together, intimately joined. He ran his hands down her back, watching her shudder.
"Mmmmm."
Clark bent over, his chest touching her back, and nuzzled her neck. She laughed a little, then gasped as he withdrew before snapping his hips forward rapidly.
Breathless, Clark increased his pace and lengthened his strokes. Diana reached back, grabbing his hand, locking their fingers together on the bed.
"You're . . . mine," she ground out, moaning as his movement rocked her back and forth.
"All yours," he promised, his other hand on her shoulder.
"Mine," she declared again, her face contorting with arousal, building toward a climax. "You- oh!-". She cut herself off, panting for breath.
Diana was close now, Clark could feel it in her tension and hear it in her voice. He resolved not to make her wait and put everything he had into pleasing her.
"Yes," he growled as he pounded into her, "all yours, only yours-"
Diana let go with a low cry, and Clark felt her orgasm run along her inner walls. Her body squeezed along the length of him, working to pull him in with her. It felt incredible, but he wasn't ready yet. He eased her back down with slow yet hard strokes.
"Mmm," she sighed contentedly.
Clark tried his best to hold off for another few minutes, keeping her just tittering the edge. Part of him just didn't want this to ever end. But Diana wasn't having it. She added the energy and movement of her hips thrusting back at him to his own aggressive strokes into her and made her demand again.
"Clark…" she breathed, "…don't slow down. No teasing…don't…hold…back!"
Her word was going hazy as he kept thrusting, picking up his pace again and her face was buried in the sheets moaning mindlessly with each time he slammed into her, gripping the sheets as she hung on for the ride. Diana felt a hand on the back of her head, he wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled her face off the bed. He became more intense as he pulled her back onto his length. The force of him sent ripples through her ass with each impact, her breasts bouncing and clapping together, her head held in place as he gripped her hair. There was nothing for her to do but moan and take his intensity.
"Yes, Kal! Ah! Oh…yes…" she managed to moan almost coherently.
Diana felt her eyes start to roll back in her head and her mouth hung open as she moaned. Her body started to tense, started to twitch as he was bringing her close to the peak. He drove deep inside her, burying himself to the hilt and forced her against the bed as her body was overtaken by another orgasm. The force of his thrust and the tightness of herself around him sent her over the edge. She came hard spasming on him as he pinned her down, her screaming face buried in the sheets.
Diana wasn't aware of anything anymore, just the fireworks in her head and the pleasure pumping through her body.
After what felt like an eternity, Diana started to come down, her body still twitching as she became aware of what was happening around her again. Clark didn't let up his thrusting, his gorgeous manhood ramming in and out of Diana's still twitching center, his hand holding her head down as he pounded her.
Suddenly Diana felt him twitch, "God Diana!" he moaned, she felt him bury himself in her once again and exploded deep inside her. He spasmed violently as his thick hot essence erupted from him deep inside her.
Diana moaned in satisfaction as he still held her down and filled her with his essence. Her core twitched with each time he pumped another shot inside her.
When he finished his release, he rested inside her. Diana sighed, relaxed, satisfied, and drained. Clark smiled and rubbed her back affectionately.
When Diana shifted, Clark moved back a bit so she could turn around to face him. Diana immediately reached up and kissed his mouth gently, sweetly, and he tried to keep his lust from pushing the kiss further.
He laid down on top of her, still inside her. Diana put her arms around him. They held each other as close and as tight as they possibly could. They were both still breathing heavily.
For a long moment afterward, Clark couldn't take his eyes off her face, the depth of her eyes and the curve of her lips, and the faint lines of her cheekbones. He marvelled at the fact that I could not only hear but feel her heart beating beneath him. He knew it was her heart, but he also knew it was his.
"I love you," Clark murmured, kissing her cheek.
Diana smiled, putting a hand to his jaw, and guided him in to kiss her lips.
"I know. I mean there's no doubt about that given how exhausted I am from your pleasurable antics," she teased, stroking his face affectionately. She kissed him lightly again. "I love you, too."
The next morning: 10:30 AM
Dinah and Mera walked into the entrance of the Wonder Dome
"Their cellphones are off. Maybe they wanted more alone time," Mera said.
"Yeah, but Diana said to meet her at 10:45 to go over the event schedule. My crew needs to know the times for soundcheck and go over the tracklist.
"I'm sure she's busy planning something."
"Planning for her and Clark's wedding or baby shower."
Mera snickered then inhaled the scent of cinnamon and maple. "Oh my God! That smells incredible!"
"She's got a personal chef?!"
Dinah and Mera followed the smell to the large kitchen and dining area.
They both gasped, "Clark?!"
He turned with a smile. "Morning, Mera, Dinah!"
They titled their heads checking him out. Shirtless but wearing sweats, showing off his rock solid muscles and abs with incredibly broad shoulders. Good lord, the man was like a God.
Dinah folded her arms and raised her brow. "So you're cooking?"
"Yep!"
"Where is Diana?"
"Oh, she's still asleep."
"She's still…?" Mera snickered again. "So your party for two date night was definitely an eventful one for Diana to still be asleep," she teased.
Clark looked down bashfully and grinned. "Yeah, it was."
"I think we should go now, Dinah." Mera started pushing her.
"Wait. Did something happen? I can go get her."
"No, no!" Mera shook her head. "Just tell Diana we stopped by."
"Tell her to call me when you two have free time!" Dinah added. "I mean it seems like that's a very slim chance already but still..."
Clark chuckled. "I'll let her know."
Mera squealed. "You two are just so adorable! I can't wait till you-" She squeaked and paused.
"Huh? Til I what?" He questioned with a quirked brow.
"Nothing!" Dinah and Mera said in unison all too quickly.
Clark smiled. "I'm planning it all out by the way. If I need any advice or anything like that, I'll let you two know."
With wide eyes and jaws dropped, Dinah and Mera looked at each other.
"Oh my God, Clark! We knew it!"
"We're getting there slowly but surely… just taking our time."
"We eagerly await our invitations! Bye now!" Mera smiled.
"Bye, Ladies."
Dinah immediately took out her cellphone.
"Calling Oliver to meet at home?" Mera smirked.
"You know it. Just as you are going to call Arthur."
Clark chuckled hearing them squealing the whole way out, even talking about how Diana's wedding dress should be designed as well as concocting a plan to get Diana to tell them all about last night's endeavors.
Half an hour passed, Diana woke up with a loving smile. She got up out of bed to get ready for the day. Which was mostly likely sexing it up with Clark all over the Dome.
She put on her robe and headed to the kitchen.
"Morning, Love."
"Di!" Clark swooped her up in his arms and kissed her.
"Oh, goodness,'' she laughed. "Someone's excited."
"My beautiful sleeping beauty is awake which means it's time to eat and start our day."
Clark sat her on top of the counter.
"It smells divine!"
"All your favorites of course!" Clark started making her plate. "Dinah and Mera stopped by."
"Oh?" Diana thought for a moment then gasped. "I told Dinah I would confirm all the detailed timings for the charity event for Saturday. She's supposed to perform. Oh, no!"
"Hey, don't worry. She said to call when we have free time. She and Mera understood. They both actually went home to Arthur and Ollie to have their own time."
"Oh…" Diana giggled. "I'm guessing those two had certain ideas seeing you shirtless and all."
Clark chuckled. "Yes, they did."
When he handed her plate, Diana beamed leaning over to kiss his cheek. "Thank you, Love." She immediately dived in and moaned delightfully taking the first bite. "Mmmh…this is so, so good!
"And now that you have your breakfast, I can have mine," he grinned devilishly.
With a mouth full Diana looked up at him.
"Kal?"
He grabbed her by the waist pulling her closer to the edge of the counter and kneeled down.
"Oh my…"
He pushed her legs apart. He kissed and licked her left thigh and then her right. He began to narrow his kisses and sensual licks and circled closer to her center.
"Kal…"
He was teasing her again and again.
"Oh, Gods!" Diana gasped as she felt his hot tongue slip over her clit and lurched, quickly placing her plate down and grabbing a fist full of his hair. "Oh, Kal…Yes!"
Translation:
Dobra večer! Dobrodošli u restoran Nautical - Good evening! Welcome to the Nautika restaurant
Dobra večer! Rezervacije za Kent. - Good evening! Reservations for Kent.
Oh! Gospodin i gospođa Kent! - Oh! Mr. and Mrs. Kent!
Dobro - Good
Pogotovo s mojom Božicom - Especially with my Goddess
Mlada ljubav je velika! Čestitamo! - Young love is great! Congratulations !
Hvala vam - Thank you
savršen - Perfect
Fantastičan! Nekoliko minuta za desert - Fantastic! A few minutes for dessert
Bilo je divno imati šarmantan par poput tebe! - It was wonderful to have a charming couple like you!