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TITLE: Secrets
AUTHOR: Midknight
CHAPTER: 3 of ?
FANDOM: Smallville
SHIP: Chloe / Clark / ?
RATING: NC-17
CATEGORY: Erotica
SPOILERS: None that I know of
SYNOPSIS: Set early in season 3. What if Chloe found out Clark’s secret much earlier than in the series and things developed from there.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Smallville. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to Warner Bros and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.
AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies
FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com I NEED REVIEWS. It is hard to feel inspired and to find inspiration to keep writing when it feels like you are just posting your work into the void.
CHAPTER 3
"What are you smiling at?" Clark's question pulled her out of her dozing reverie. She hadn't heard him return, lost in her memories and the delightful sensations they created.
"I was thinking about you and what we just did." She told him as she opened her eyes to find him squatting next to the sofa. His smiling lips were too invitingly close and she leaned over and kissed him wanting to replace the lingering echo with the real thing. She sucked lightly at his upper lip and he at her lower as they broke the kiss. She loved the lazy satisfied smile that curved his lips.
"Everything okay with your mom?" She wondered and he nodded.
"She just wanted to know if we would like something to eat and I told her we were quite sated and content and that she shouldn't be concerned." He explained and she stared at him.
"Sated and content. Those were your exact words? And she wasn't suspicious?" She asked in a shocked, scandalized tone, sitting up a little.
"Yes and no... I try not to lie to my mom and she trusts me." He told her with a grin and she shook her head in disbelief at his boldness.
"Besides, what I want to eat doesn't come on plate or in a bowl." He informed her and his grin took on a different tone as he let his eyes sweep hotly down her half-clad form to the juncture of her legs to emphasize his meaning. Chloe swallowed heavily with nervous butterflies fluttering in her belly even as arousal once again bloomed lower. She had not had what he was proposing to do, done to her before and she wasn't exactly daisy fresh, not to mention that she had quite a lot of him inside her as well. She found herself torn between rubbing her thighs together to scratch the returning itch, voicing her concerns or cocking and spreading her legs to offer herself to him.
He momentarily took one option off her table by capturing her lips in a kiss that she was happily unable not to return. He made the rest moot too as he half mounted the sofa to press his solid frame against her while his hand slid between her legs an his fingers delved through her folds to caress the length of her slit. She moaned into his mouth and her hips jerked as his palm ground against her clit and first one and then a second of his fingers slid into her. Her nervousness and doubts faded as she simply surrendered to the wonderful sensations he created in her.
His mouth left her and worked its way down her throat, nipping and sucking, his tongue slithering along her skin. She licked her lips, chasing the echo of his taste and feel as she cradled the back of his head and arched her back to press herself against his lips as they moved lower. Her hips rocked slowly to meet the rhythm of his fingers and she sought of whined as they sawed in and out of her and his palm rubbed her clit to sizzling, buzzing life.
She wanted him to remove her blouse as the material became uncomfortable as heat and sensitivity flared along her skin as he amped up her arousal, but she couldn't seem to find the words. His lips traveled down along her skin as far as the blouse would allow and she was sure he would oblige her without her having to vocalize her desire. But, instead, he found the taut peak of her nipple through the material, teeth first before surrounding it with the liquid warmth of his sucking mouth.
He nursed at her nipple through the material, pulling it into his mouth and letting his tongue swirl and flick it sending delicious electric sparks into her chest. The saliva-damp material clung to her nipple and areola as he moved onto the other. She cradled the back of his head with a breathy moan of his name and arched her back to press into his mouth and the warm, wet surges of pressure.
His eyes flicked to her face and his lips curved into a smile she could feel against her skin through the fabric of her blouse. He alternated back and forth between her tingling nubs while his fingers caressed her intimate depths and his thumb on her buzzing clit tightened the spiral of delicious tension at her centre and simultaneously sending out expanding waves of pleasure. She made a displeased noise when his lips abandoned her breast and she just stopped herself from tightening in his hair and drawing his mouth back. His hot breath did interesting things to the damp material and her sensitized nipple underneath before it moved lower to find the exposed skin of her belly.
He ran his tongue lightly over her skin leaving a tingling trail. Her fingers ran through his hair as he moved lower and almost out of reach. Her stomach twitched and she let out a soft gasp when his mouth over her sex and his hot breath washed over her slick sex with a burst of sensation she hadn't felt before. It was both familiar and unique, but all thrilling. He looked up her body with another of his smoldering looks that had nothing to do with his heat vision as he slowly withdrew his fingers from her and popped them into his mouth. He made a rumbling sound of relish as he sucked them clean. He then went on to smack his lips and then lick them.
"You've been holding out on me, Miss Sullivan. I do believe I've just found my new most favorite flavor." He accused and informed her with a lopsided smile that brought an answering smile to her lips and a hot blush to her cheeks as she lowered her eyes from the intensity in his.
"I've never noticed before, but you blush really prettily." He noted as he caressed her thighs and then gently repositioned her to angle her and draw her closer to the edge of sofa while he spread her legs, draping one over his shoulder with her willing assistance. He knew exactly what he was doing. He was good at it, too good and she again wonder where his experience came from and when and with whom he'd gained it. Her heart raced with excitement and anticipation, and then all cogent thought was scattered as his head lowered. His breath felt hotter and then became the liquid heat of his mouth.
Chloe gasped and clutched at the material of the sofa as the small of her back tightened and her spine arched as his tongued explored the length of her slit and then his lips latched onto her unhooked clit. Her heel dug into the solid muscles of his back and her legs started to snap closed on their own accord in reaction to the powerful jolts of sensation that rocketed into her as his sucking lips created pressure and his swirling, lapping, lashing tongue electrified her nerves. But, his hand gently kept her spread open to him as he feasted on her. Her taut nipples pressed and rubbed again the still damp patches on her blouse left by his sucking lips and swirling tongue as she sucked in a shuddering breath and added another level of stimulation as sparks flashed into her chest.
Her centre contracted and twisted to send a gush of hot cream pouring from her, which he drank down with wet, eager noises while her body quivered and her breath caught and became short under the intense and continuous inundation of pleasure from his sucking mouth and lapping tongue. She loved that he didn't seem to be able to get enough of her as he made noises of relish or murmured her name in an awed, adoring way.
"Oh Sweet Jesus." She panted roughly when he added the stimulation of one and then a second of his fingers to caress her intimate depths once more before concentrating his attention solely on the buzzing pearl of her clit, and the pleasure amped up another few notches. She wanted to reach for him, tell him how good he was making her feel, to be more active even as her hips bucked, but her body had been driven beyond her control by the rapid onset of her climax.
Chloe bit back a loud cry, barely managing to muffle it before whining as her body tensed and shuddered like she had stuck her finger into a live wall socket as the sexual energy that had been building in her loins erupted outward to engulf every part of her. Her channel clenched around his fingers and she writhed against his mouth, not sure if she was trying to press into it or pull away as her orgasm strained her sensitive nerves close to the point of overload, the intensity skirting the border between pleasure and pain, a delicious torture.
The waves of bliss continued to radiate through her from his gently nursing lips and stroking fingertips while her heart raced and she breathed short and shallow in an unsuccessful bid to catch her breath as she tried to process the second orgasm given to her by someone other than herself. Her muscles tensed and relaxed rapidly in random order as climactic energy played wonderful havoc with her nervous system and spots danced before her eyes. It took a gargantuan force of will to unclench her hand and reach for his head to finally push his mouth off her with a whimper of loss even though the stimulation had become too much. He grinned at her and licked his lips, which glistened with her cream, as did his chin and cheeks while her body sporadically twitch as the power of her orgasm waned and faded.
"Even better fresh from the source." He informed her before turning his head and kissing the inside of her thigh before he gently removed her leg from his shoulder. She blushed at his comment and licked lips that were dry from panting and swallowed to do the same to her throat as the racing of her heart slowed and she could manage to comfortably fill her lungs. Her skin prickled with heat underneath a thin layer of perspiration that coated her as she lolled in sated relaxation, letting him position her so that she was stretched out on the sofa. She liked the feel of his hands on her he maneuvered her so that he could sit and she lay on her side with her head resting in his lap. He pulled the comforter off the back of the sofa and draped it over her.
"That was intense. Where did you learn to do that?" She asked before she could stop herself and she felt him tense. He gently stroked her hair as he slowly relaxed with a resigned sigh. She waited, not wanting to press him; already uncomfortable with the stress her blurted question was causing him as he kept stroking her hair. It felt good and it seemed to ease him.
"I... I met a young woman when... The Summer I ran away to Metropolis. We..." He started to explain haltingly and then faltered. His fingers played with her hair, rubbing some strands between them for a moment and then continued their restless, rhythmic journey.
"Clark, you don't have..." She started to tell him, but his fingers found her chin and he turned and drew her face up until he could awkwardly bend down and cradled her head in the palm of his hand to kiss her. Despite the awkwardness of the angle the kiss last sometime, deep and probing as if he were drinking her in. She made a little sound of contentment as he eased her head back to his lap, breaking the kiss.
"No more secrets." He stated with a heavy exhalation as his hand returned to stroking her hair. "I did some things that Summer that I'm not proud of. Most of them you found out about when you found me, but... Chloe, the woman looked like... Like Lana, could have been her older sister... Her name was Luna. I thought she was messing with me somehow when she told me, but she showed me her driver’s license to prove it. She... She turned out to be a... A lady of negotiable virtue, as it were, and we came to an arrangement. She didn't ask questions, didn't seem to mind the scar on my chest or my inexperience or when I... It was sex and companionship without strings, cash, pretty things and occasionally a place to crash was all she wanted. She taught me things, joked that the money I gave her was tuition. We had fun and she helped me forget... Forget the things I wanted to and... And, make memories I didn't think I'd ever get a chance to make." He explained quietly, his hand moving ceaselessly through her hair as if to reassure him that she was still there and as a soothing distraction to the discomfort he was obviously feeling about the subject.
"What happened to her?" She asked curiously, shifting onto her back so that she was looking up at him. She took his hand and drew it under the comforter and into her blouse to mold it around her left breast, over her heart. A gentle smile curved his lips that was at odds with his heavy sigh that followed as he slowly, lightly fondled her breast.
"Her resemblance and other similarities to Lana were what attracted me to her in the first place and it was also what ultimately caused us to part ways. I liked her, started to care for her more than I wanted to, even with the Red K. Things got confusing. She was too much like Lana, but I knew she wasn't no matter how much I may have wanted her to be. I didn't know where my feelings for her were coming from, but besides the sex and friendship, I knew my feelings weren't reciprocated, a situation that was both different and painfully familiar. It eventually stopped working for me, she got that, she was perceptive like that. I gave her five grand, even though she didn't ask for it, and we went our separate ways after one last night together." He replied and then chuckled wryly.
"The last thing she said to me was that I would find someone and I would never see her coming. She was right, here you are, exactly who I want to be with and unexpected." He told her, his smile broadening as he beamed adoration down at her.
"Thank you for telling about Luna and..." She responded before her throat tightened as emotion overtook her and his face started to go blurry. Her day had been a physical roller coaster, but she had managed because the highs and lows had been measured in degrees of pleasure. The sex was something else, so good it felt almost surreal, but reality of the real change between them struck her like a blow as his admission and the heartfelt tone he delivered it in, hit home. It took her breath away and made her heart swell and flutter with joy. Despite the depressing amount of times she had told herself differently and the reconciliations she had made over the years about them, she had secretly always wanted this, to be with him, for I'm to see her, really see her.
"Hey, now... Don't do that." He crooned in a soothing, but concerned tone as she sniffed and his hand left her breast so that his thumb could sweep up the tear that leaked from the side of her eye. Chloe laughed nervously and flashed him a broad smile of adoration to allay his fears while she blinked her unshed tears away as she slowly shook her head. She reached up and curved her hand around his neck and used it to start pulling herself up.
He understood what she wanted and strong hands gently helped to lift her onto his lap and into his arms so that they were holding each other his face hovering just above hers. She closed her eyes for a moment as his warmth and masculine scent wrapped around her in the cocoon of his arms and broad chest that flattened her breasts and made her nipple start to perk up as their chests expanded into each other as they breathed. She opened her eyes slowly to find his intense baby blues. His hair was tussled and made her fingers itch for a brush or comb to set it to rights as it had in appropriately done so often in the past. His breath bathed her lips and still carried the scent of her essence that he had so skillfully drawn from her.
"If I ever meet this Luna, I definitely need to remember to thank her." The thought flashed across her mind as the memory of what he had done washed through her. She bit her lip for a moment.
"Clark, I'm glad you took the initiative tonight. I... No more secrets. I have wanted this for a very long time." She admitted honestly, her voice low, but steady even as her pulse raced.
"You... You're... This... It's... It's what I dreamed of, but still so wonderfully unexpected for me too, and I want you to know, whatever happens from here on out, I wouldn't want it any other way." She told him with feeling as she cupped his cheek. He turned his face and kissed her palm and when he turned back she closed the little distance between them to kiss him long, slow and deep.
And, that was how it started for them. She wasn't sure why, but by an unspoken agreement the two of them decided to keep the evolution of their relationship a secret.
The present...
They had been watching the vista of the Kansas sunset from his loft, his arms around her, his hands folded on top of her flat stomach and his chin resting lightly on the top of her blonde head. It had been innocent enough, but she felt him stir and stiffen against her behind before he discreetly shifted his hips back. She smiled, bit her lip for a moment and then pressed back until the bulge in his jeans was nestled against the denim that covered her ass while she took his unresisting hand and molded it around the globe of her breast. His other hand followed suit without her guidance. Despite the warmth of his hands her nipples swelled to tingling stiffness. She liked the way his groan and the feel of his dick twitching against her behind mixed with her sigh as he fondled her breasts.
"We can go to my room, my parent are away in Metropolis until the morning." He suggested with passionate promise in his voice as he nuzzled behind her ear and slowly humped the crack of her ass.
"Uh uh. I want to watch the sunset with you inside me, right here and right now." She countered with a slow shake of her head and reached down and unbuttoned her jeans to make sure there was no mistaking her intent. His hands flexed over her breasts and he pulled her tighter against his chest. She leaned her head back as far as possible and turned her head while he shifted his until they could kiss. She didn't have time to make a sound of dissatisfaction as he took his hands off her breasts because moments later one was worming its way into her panties and the other was sliding up under her tee. She nipped at his lower lip and let out a ragged sigh of enjoyment as his warm, strong hands caressed and stimulated her wanton flesh directly.
"You can take me to your bed after if you like. I can spend the night. My dad is working the late shift at the plant." She informed him with a throaty moan as he tweaked her nipple and curved one of his fingers into her as he ground his palm onto her awakened clit.
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