Her eyes as blue as the sky on a bright sunny cloudless day, her brows knitting together out of concentration, her lips parted with pleasure and her thick curly hair spread over my pillow. Knowing that I'm the one bringing her to the verge of release with my talented fingers simply to flee and come back to her after having the pleasure of hearing her beg for me. Suckling and sucking her nipples, giving them equal time. I long to hear her call out my name. Her skin is so smooth under my gentle touch. All this expense of white skin, and I get to touch it.
"Luke... Please Luke... Love me like I love you" She whispers, panting in my ears. Her intoxicating breath sends momentary shivers down my spine.
I wish I could tell her that I do love her, and have since I've first seen her in this crazy little town.
I can't bear the strain of my erection being pushed into the single mattress anymore. I want to be close to her, I need to be with her once and for all. I grab her slender hips while I position myself carefully so that my shaft is grazing ever so slightly her sweet scented center. Before I can look up to ask permission her hands are on my ass, forcing me in her tight sex.
We both cry out in delight as I fill her completely. I begin to pump in and out of her repeatedly. I look down at our joined bodies, my erection glistening in her juices and I look up to see pleasure written across her face. Sweat finding its way on her body, coating her in a sheen gloss. Finding my strength in the different sounds she makes when i hit one of her weak spots. I feel her tighten, her walls closing in on me and I know she's close.
"Lorelai!" I struggle for any sort of control, hoping I can make this feeling last any longer..
"Luke, Luke, Luke" I feel her breath on cheek as she whispers my name over and over as she's pushed over the edge.
"Ugh" I groan as her release triggers mine.
I shoot up in bed and immediately know something's not right. I can already tell by the wetness in my boxers that I came.
I want to wake up with her, my hand her silky skin and my head buried in her long locks.
I instantly look up when I hear shuffling behind the door followed by knocking I get up and grab the closest jogging pants and the closest t-shirt.
"Shit, shit, shit" I mutter as I put clothes on.
"I'm coming, calm down!"I shout. Whoever is behind the door is still knocking as I walk to the door.
I pull it back to reveal a scared woman.
"Lorelai? What happened?" I find myself immediately asking.
She's swaying and leaning on the wall, no way can she stand by herself. I have never seen her look this lost. Her usually bright blue eyes are full of life but now they seem empty and vulnerable. Her hair is a mess, traces of makeup running down her cheeks and the redness of her face is giving me a reason to think she has been crying. Her blouse is half buttoned and her jeans are on the knees.
She starts crying and start falling, like she can't fight gravity anymore. Before she hits the floor I reach out and grad her by the waist and then putting my arm around her to support her body.
I feel myself getting angry and sad. Who the hell would do something like this? She is so vulnerable and I can't think of anything to do or say that will make this any better.
"Sh, it is going to be okay" I try to comfort her but I can still feel her trembling in my arms.
