Lois stopped at his dining room table and watched him finish.
Lois:
I get to see him flex those big muscles of his. I like this.
He dumped the pieces in the trash and turned on the coffee maker.
Lois: Why does he keep delaying. Time to turn up the heat.
“Clark,” Lois said, joining him in the kitchen and surrounding his waist
“Have I ever had sex? Yes,” he said, unable to say more because she moved her arms to around his neck and pressed her lips to his.
they are kissing.
He tried to remember why he wasn’t making love to her at this very moment, but for some reason his mind failed him.
she won.
She withdrew her arms. He opened his eyes to find out why, and saw her pushing herself up on the counter. She spread open her legs and pulled him between them, before taking him into her arms again.
Clark: Well so far my msot intimate encounters with Lois have all been in the kitchen.
Clark had to admit he wasn’t adverse to this position. She licked his lips, and he hungrily deepened the kiss, their tongues caressing one another.
Now they are really kissing.
