A/N I was asked about the dirty version of this chapter...so here it is...this is my first bit of smut...umm enjoy and review. I will probably keep this open so if a chapter necessitates dirtiness I will post it here. Im not interested in changing the rating so this is the alternative.

No regrets." She nodded her approval as he unzipped her dress and revealed her black lace Camisole.

"You had that on underneath the whole time?"

"Thanks for waiting," she blushed pink and whispered.

"Good thing I didn't know, then there would have been no more waiting," Jess moaned in pleasure at the site before him.

Rory stepped out of her dress and straddled him while he was on the couch. She kissed him frantically, their tongues dancing in each other's mouth and disconnected only so she could take his shirt off. He lifted her off him and laid her on the couch for an opportunity to take his time and savor the moment. His tongue taking it's time exploring sweet unexplored territory.

"Jess, lets go to your room," she pulled back when he slipped his fingers in her. He got up and pulled her up with him walking her backward to the bedroom kissing her the entire way. Her panties slipped offer her leg and he helped her out of camisole.

"Keep your shoes on," he said before closing the door to his room.

She stood in front of him completely naked in heels as she reached for his belt. He lightly pushed her towards the bed and leaned over and disposed of his pants.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi," he whispered back huskily and kissed her. He played with her breasts nipple, nipping, sucking. Her moans encouraged him to explore every part of her. He finally made his way to her core. She felt him slip one finger inside her, than another, his tongue hitting her sensitive spot when she yelled out his name. Her legs wrapped around him and her heels resting on his shoulders.

"Jess," She panted. " I want all of you."

He kissed her most sensitive area one last time, leaving her trembling with anticipation as he trailed more kisses up her body until he found her lips again.

"As you wish," he whispered between kisses. He discarded his boxer-briefs and lay on top of Rory, not entering her yet. "You're still…" he questioned.

"I never went off the pill," she sensed his hesitation. "We've done this before."

"Not like this. You know this changes everything," he said.

"I could use a change."

"I love you," he kissed her as he entered her slowly.

"I love you to," she said looking in his eyes.

There pace was slow at first. He lay on top of her in missionary position while he thrust into her. She ran her fingernails up and down his back while he kissed her and played with her breasts. It had been awhile, there first few times had been memorable, but never intimate.

Jess marveled at how it felt to be with her, how tight she was around him, how he never wanted to leave her. Only now that they had professed there love to one another did it felt real, like it was always supposed to be Rory and only Rory who got to see him vulnerable.

As she got closer to her climax she reached her arms above her head and used the headboard for leverage. She brought her legs as close as possible, closing her thighs around him and creating friction for both of them, as he was able to penetrate deeper. She reached her climax moaning and shouting his name. With one final thrust, he reached his release. When he was done, he collapsed on top of her, sweat dripping from his forehead. He laid his head on her chest to catch his breath.

"I love you," she said kissing his sweaty brow with her arms tight around him and held on to him as his breathing returned to normal.

"Best use of a gift card goes Rory Gilmore," he said later that night after he caught his breath and another round of mind-blowing orgasms. They were curled up under the covers with her head resting on his shoulder as they basked in the post lovemaking haze they were in.

"Black lace good?"

"Yes, balled up on the floor," he answered running his hand over her exposed breast again.

"Pig," she exclaimed.

"You asked!"

"Can we go see fire works?"

"Really?" he asked.

"Please, its New Years Eve?"

"You really want to go out in the freezing cold to watch fireworks?"

"New Year's Eve wouldn't be complete without fireworks"

"Well if you ask me, it seems there were plenty sparking around here earlier."

"But I want to see real ones too."

"So if we go and find some fireworks..."

"Real ones. Noisy. Pretty."

"Some real, noisy, pretty fireworks then we can..."

"Come back here and make some more of our own." Jess got out of bed to retrieve his discarded clothes. Rory laughs at his haste.

"Guess I know how to keep you motivated."

"It took you this long to realize it?" He looks at her seriously before adding "I doubt there's much you couldn't convince me to do for you Rory," he dropped the boxers-briefs in his hands and crawled back into bed beside her, kissed her sweetly but pulled away just as Rory deepened the kiss.

"Thought you wanted to go see some fireworks?" Jess pointed at the clock on the wall reminding Rory it's getting close to midnight. She reluctantly released him.

They dressed quickly and Jess grabbed a blanket off the couch before leading Rory to a stairwell she never noticed before and leading the way up.

"Um Jess? Aren't we going to see the fireworks?

"Yes Rory."

"But the door is that way," she pointed down stairs.

"Do you trust me?

"Yes."

"Then follow me."

They were alone on the rooftop of his apartment building just before midnight. He wrapped the blanket around him and pulled Rory close, wrapping her in a warm embrace as fireworks lit up the Philadelphia skyline.

"Happy New Year," he pulled her in for a breathtaking kiss. She could feel him stiffen through his pajama pants.

"Happy New Year," she breathed. "Jess, we can't do it here," she laughed as he slipped his hands down her pajama bottoms.

"Real quick, I promise," he whispered mischievously as his finger went in and out of her with the fireworks still going. Rory giggled as he led them up against the wall of the building and shimmed her pants off still wrapped in the blanket. His pants around his ankles and her back against the wall he entered her quickly as she wrapped her legs around him while he thrust in and out. He used the blanket as a shield for her back against the building. She shouted his name in orgasm as the grand finale fireworks lit up the night sky.