Chlark Fanfic: The Secrets She Keeps, Chapter 5/5
Title: The Secrets She Keeps
Author: babydee1
Pairing: Chlark
Rating: NC17
Timeline: Season 6; after Wither
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the CW & DC Comics.
Summary: Clark catches Chloe in a very embarrassing position. Literally.
Written for the_fallen_sky in the secret_chlark 2014 ‘Fall Fling’ Autumn Gift Exchange
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Chapter 5
Clark smiled and pressed his lips to hers, his fingers gently tilting her chin to meet his kiss. His other hand travelled down to her breasts and he teased her taut nipple with his thumb and forefinger, eliciting a low groan from her. Her lips parted and he sucked her lower lip into his mouth and stroked his tongue along hers; this time, she responded by curling her tongue around his in return, deepening the kiss until she heard a satisfied groan rumbling in his chest.
His hand left her breast and moved lower, and her thighs opened for him eagerly, anticipating his touch. His fingertips brushed her damp flesh and she shuddered and moaned stroking as his hand worked its magic, the pad of his thumb pressing in tight circles against her aching clit before delving into the wet warmth of her body.
Chloe wailed and writhed as the insistent pleasure began to build. His long, thick fingers pressed deep inside, and he lifted his head and stared at the movement of his hand between her legs. His eyes darkened as his fingers moved in and out of her, and then withdrew, much to her frustration.
“You’re so wet for me,” he murmured. He stared at his glistening fingers before lifting them to his mouth and sucking them eagerly, his eyes drifting shut with pleasure as he tasted her. “God, I need to be inside you…”
Chloe shifted and wrapped her legs around his hips. He nudged his blunt tip against her slick flesh before slowly entering her, stretching and filling her with delicious heat.
“God, Chloe,” he breathed raggedly. “I’ve imagined this so many times.”
She stared up at him and saw his eyes darkened with desire, felt his need and longing for her thrumming through his entire body, and her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “Me, too,” she whispered. “Me, too.”
He rested his forehead against hers and held himself still as she adjusted to his presence in her body. After a few moments, Chloe slowly tilted her hips upward and took him in deeper. Clark withdrew then slowly inched forward, groaning softly as he made love to her with careful, measured thrusts.
“More,” she pleaded, hooking her arms around his shoulders.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, but still he held himself in check. “I don’t want to hurt you, Chloe.”
“I trust you not to,” she whispered. “You can do this, Clark; we’ve wanted each other for so long, I don’t want either of us to hold back. Make love to me, the way you’ve always imagined; the way I’ve always imagined.”
Her quiet confidence in him unshackled the last of his inhibitions. Clark immediately picked up pace and he pounded into her hard, sending her already heightened pleasure to dizzying levels with every thrust. Her voice rose as the blissful end beckoned to them both, far sooner than they had hoped; but they didn’t hold back. Chloe cried out as her pleasure reached the pinnacle and spread through her entire body in rippling waves, her internal muscles spasming hard around Clark’s thrusting hardness. With a loud groan, he penetrated deep and began to shudder violently, his eyes squeezed tightly shut as he emptied himself inside her. Her name fell from his lips, and he clung to her and buried his face in her hair as the shuddering subsided in both of them.
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“I’m sorry I couldn’t make it last longer,” Clark said afterward as they lay together in a sweaty heap. “Being inside you after so many years of just dreaming about it was so… overwhelming. Like, really… wow.”
Chloe chuckled and traced patterns on his chest with her finger. “Don’t worry about it, I couldn’t have lasted much longer myself. Besides, I imagine we’ll be getting lots of practice at this as time goes on.”
He nodded eagerly. “I’m down with that.”
She linked one of her hands in his and smiled as his other hand idly stroked her left butt cheek.
“So… did I live up to your expectations, then?” he asked hesitantly. “Fantasy versus reality?”
“The reality surpassed the fantasy beyond my wildest thoughts,” she replied honestly. “It was definitely good for me, I loved it. I’ve never come so hard before. In fact, I…”
“You what?” he prompted, brushing an errant lock of damp hair off her cheek.
She swallowed. “I’ve never had an orgasm that wasn’t by my own hand,” she admitted quietly. “Until tonight, that is.” It wasn’t something she liked to acknowledge, but she wanted him to know just how special their lovemaking had been to her, and how good he’d made her feel.
“I’m sorry I wasn’t the first person to make love to you,” he said solemnly. “But I’m so glad I’m the only one to have really given you pleasure.”
She smiled. “Me, too. Somehow, I always knew it would be you.”
He grinned. “Ditto.”
They kissed lazily for a while, then Chloe lay her head contentedly on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
“So what would have happened if I hadn’t come over her tonight?” he asked suddenly.
She sighed. “Nothing, I guess, because I would never have told you how I felt,” she admitted. “Not when I always thought you wanted someone else.”
Clark sighed and shook his head. “No-one should have to live like that.”
She shrugged. “I’d have made it work. Just one more secret to keep, you know?”
“You keep so many secrets, and that’s partly my fault,” he whispered, stroking her hair with tender fingers. “But I don’t want your feelings for me to ever be one of them, because I love you right back. Okay?”
Her vision swam with unshed tears, and she nodded. “Okay. It’ll take some getting used to, though. I never thought you would ever see me as anything more than a friend.”
“I see you as a beautiful--” …kiss, “…passionate--” …kiss, “…extremely desirable woman, Chloe,” he murmured, smoothing his hand up her midriff and palming her breast. “If you have any trouble believing that, I’m more than happy to show you over and over again just how much I love you and want you.”
His erection swelled against her thigh and warmed her flesh. She blushed and grinned. “Somehow, I think you’ll be up to handling that particular task.”
“I’d be happier if you handled it for me from time to time,” he leered, taking her hand and pressing it to his eager flesh.
Her fingers closed around him and he closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure as she stroked him up and down. She had never seen this side of Clark; playful, confident, and sensual. By his own admission he’d deliberately concealed it from her, preferring to lust after her in secret as she’d done with him.
But she wanted no more secrets between them. And as she slid down his body and enveloped his steely sheath in the warmth of her mouth, she felt his hand tighten in her hair and knew that he felt exactly the same way.
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The End.