Fic: The Love/Hate Game - Chapter Two
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Round One
Chloe likes to be naked. It doesn’t matter if she’s yelling or fucking, she wants to do it in the nude.
Lex appreciates that. Now that he’s married he hardly ever gets to see a naked woman. And with her round ass and perky breasts, Chloe looks pretty good without her clothes on. Seeing her naked once a week takes the sting out of life with Lana.
Lex will lose his clothes one by one as the evening progresses. Clark, the prude, will stay fully dressed until the final round of the game. Only then will he allow Chloe and Lex to strip him bare. It’s such a shame. If there’s one person in the world who shouldn’t be allowed to wear clothes it’s Clark. But everyone has to have their hang-ups and Clark has enough for all three of them.
Maybe it’s the hang-ups that make Round One so interesting. It’s definitely Lex’s favorite round. He loves the trepidation, the awkwardness as they reacquaint themselves with each other and the game. Things could go so terribly wrong or so incredibly right. They won’t know until they’re well into the round.
What Lex really hopes for is that Chloe will say something horrible to Clark, something that will scar him. Clark is always so strong and solid. Lex wants to see him reduced to tears. Just thinking about it makes him tingle.
No, it’s not the awkwardness that makes Round One so great, it’s the anticipation.
Lex turns his chair so that he can watch as Clark lies down on his back across the bed. Chloe straddles his head and lowers herself down. Lex doesn’t know how Clark does it. Chloe’s not a big girl, but, still, a 115 pounds right on the nose has got to hurt. And Clark must have amazing lung capacity because he won’t come up for air.
“You monster,” Chloe says. “You freak of nature.”
She lets out a moan as Clark’s chin moves back and forth, his lips and tongue performing their magic on her.
“Get a life, you worthless piece of crap,” she groans.
Clark’s hands move up her thighs to her waist to steady her. She needs the help. Already, she’s starting to writhe and buck from his touch.
Watching Chloe lose control makes Lex hot. Her back arches and her nipples point straight out as if to say ‘Look at me! Look at me!’ Lex is more than happy to comply.
His hand travels down to brush against the bulge in his pants. He’s not going to get off now, he’s saving that for later, but he can’t resist touching himself.
“Oh God,” Chloe whimpers, her chest heaving up and down. “You could change the world if you wanted to, asshole… Fuck… but instead you… oh, God, fuck… you sit in your barn all day doing nothing. Useless shit stain. Fuck. FUCK.”
Chloe’s thighs are clamped around Clark’s ears, so Lex doesn’t know how he can hear her, but he does hear her. The way his body is reacting makes no doubt about it. He’s getting turned on by her insults just as much as Lex is. Lex should have realized long ago that Clark was a masochist. After all, he’s been in love with Lana for years.
“You impotent… son… of… an alien overlord!” Chloe screams.
She always thinks up the most creative insults right before she comes.
And then Chloe does come. Her body tenses and twitches and she sobs so loud Lana can probably hear her all the way over in the other wing of the mansion. She pitches forward, her face landing in Clark’s groin.
Clark takes a deep breath and wipes his mouth on his shirt.
Lex stands up. “End Round One.”
(tbc)
Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine,
Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve, Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen