Good at Dirty! At Last
A/N: I have had a few requests to kick some of the chapters from Good at Dating up a notch to the adult rating. I thought that I would give it a shot by posting the scenes as stand alone chapters. I'm still working on Rules of Engagement, but I guess that I am in a smutty mood this morning! Let me know what you think. Should I continue or not?
"So, whose room was this supposed to be?" Luke asked softly.
"Ours," Lorelai answered with a shy glance at the floor.
"Good," he answered, tipping her chin up so that he could see her incredible blue eyes. "And who is next door?" he asked, his voice a sexy purr.
"Over there," she said pointing to her right, "is Bootsy, and he's passed out for the night. And on the other side are Sookie and Jackson, but Jackson apparently snores like a freight train, so Sookie wears earplugs to bed," Lorelai smiled at him impishly.
"Have I complimented your organizational skills this evening?" he asked with a wide smile.
"No, I don't believe you have," she said pouting for him.
"Well, let me correct that immediately!" he said taking her hand from his neck, and pressing soft kisses to the back of her hand and traveling up her arm as he spoke. "I think that you are amazing. You are an amazing hostess, and all of your guests were highly entertained all evening," he said as he turned her arm over and kissed the tender skin at her wrist, feeling her pulse beat beneath his lips. He continued kissing back up the underside of her arm murmuring, "And, you did all of that while looking beautiful enough to steal my breath away each time I looked at you."
Her eyes glazed, her mouth open in shock, Lorelai pulled him up to her and kissed him passionately. This is it, she thought, this is what I have been needing. Gently, she pulled him toward the bed, laying back on it, and reaching for him, urging him to join her. Keeping his eyes locked on hers, he climbed onto the bed and gathered her close to him.
They kissed softly for a while, savoring this time alone together, letting the anticipation build. Finally, Luke sat up and removed Lorelai's shoes and his own, letting them all fall to the ground with a loud thud. He stood beside the bed and offered his hand to help her up. She stood before him silently, letting him take the lead. Luke buried his hand in her hair, tilting her head back for a searing kiss. As their tongues dueled for supremacy, his hands slid to the zipper at back of her dress. Sliding it down slowly, he could feel the heat rising from her skin. He bent to press hot, wet kisses to her neck. Her head fell back as he licked and sucked at the tender skin. His hands sought the soft skin of her back, caressing her with fervent strokes.
Lorelai tugged at the hem of his sweater, and Luke stepped back to allow her to remove it. After she tossed it aside, she let her dress slide from her shoulders. Luke's hands automatically came up to assist in it removal. With the dress pooled on the floor, he stood mesmerized by the sight of her in nothing but a lacy black bra and a matching scrap of panties. He placed his hands gently on her stomach, moving them in small circles as he stared at her reverently.
Lorelai reached for the buckle on his belt. She was surprised to feel her bra release without her knowing that he was doing so. She looked at him with raised eyebrows, and her grinned back at her wolfishly. He hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties, and began to slide them over her hips. Once she had steeped free of them, she quickly unbuttoned his pants and worked at the straining zipper hurriedly. She pushed them down, taking his boxers with them. When he tried to free his legs, he stumbled and caught himself on the bed frame, causing Lorelai to giggle. He kicked the offending garments aside and turned to her with a steely glare, which caused her to laugh harder.
Without warning, he swept her up into his arms and dropped her unceremoniously on the bed. Seeing her shocked expression made him laugh out loud, sending shivers of pleasure over her skin. Luke was glad for the interruption, which allowed him to turn the heat in his body down to a simmer.
He stood above her gazing at the play of firelight and lamplight on her naked body. Sobering, he reached over to turn off the lamp. When she looked at him questioningly, he said, "Firelight," as he trailed two long fingers across her check where the glow of the flames danced. Luke knelt on the edge of the bed, and let those two fingers trace a path of fire across her skin as he traced the glow of the flames on her body.
As he followed the flames down between her breasts, she arched her back in invitation, aching for him to touch her. Luke smiled and asked, "Can you see me?"
"Yes," she whispered.
"Good," he replied, allowing his fingers to drift lower, circling her navel and traveling down her hipbone. Every nerve ending in her body was on high alert. He was slowly driving her mad with those two fingers. She whimpered and raised her hips off of the bed insistently. Luke smiled again and pressed a hot kiss to her stomach, pressing her back onto the mattress with his lips. "This is one time I won't let you rush me," he said in a throaty voice. He watched her bite her lip as she stared at him unblinkingly. "I am going to take my time," he said trailing those devilish fingers down her inner thigh as he shifted to the foot of the bed.
He took her right foot in his hands and pressed a kiss to the arch, sending shockwave through her body. "Luke," she moaned pleadingly.
Chuckling, he used those magic fingers to stroke the soft underside of her knee, he kissed and nipped at each of her calves. "No, Lorelai, this is the first time that I get to make love to you, and I am going to remember every bit of it, and every bit of you," he promised. As he traveled up her legs, he used both hands to stroke her thighs firmly, his long fingers softly kneading her skin. He skimmed around to the left and nibbled at the soft skin beside her hipbone, causing a louder moan to escape her lips.
Luke allowed his tongue to trace the curve of her waist, as his fingers turned playful again, lightly teasing the skin of her inner thighs. Lorelai opened her legs, trying to urge him closer to what she needed, but he patiently continued his journey. He shifted his weight to kneel between her legs, pressing his chest to her as he kissed her stomach, and his hands traveled up her sides. His thumbs brushed her breasts, causing her to buck against him. He nuzzled the soft underside of her right breast, watching her nipples peak in the firelight.
Finally, he let the tip of his tongue brush her nipple. Her hands let go of the sheets, and flew to his head, holding him in place. He began to suck her nipple into his hot mouth, laving it with his tongue. Her hips thrust at him rhythmically, her mound pressing against his stomach in desperate search for release. Unable to resist, he slid those two magic fingers down to touch her. He teased them through the downy curls, listening to her pant above him. He moved his mouth down the valley between her breasts, and kissed his way to her left nipple. As her drew it into his mouth, his fingers tickled along her damp opening. She spread her legs wantonly, thrusting herself at his fingers.
Luke raised his head to watch her in the firelight. A faint sheen of sweat dampened her brow. Her bottom lip was caught between her teeth in frustration. When her dazed eyes met his dark blue gaze, her lips parted and she exhaled asking, "Please?"
He lifted himself up to kiss her passionately. When he pulled back, he smiled and said, "Certainly," as he thrust a finger into her hot, wet core. Just the feel of her surrounding his finger was almost too much for him to bear. He buried his lips in her hair, brushing kisses along her hairline, fighting for control over his body. Her hand reached down to touch him, but he pulled back suddenly. "Please don't," he panted. Seeing the confused expression on her face, he kissed her tenderly and squeezing his eyes shut, he said, "If you touch me now, I'll never make it." She felt a surge of arousal at his words. Her eyes closed as she felt the pressure building inside of her.
"Oh Luke," she moaned, pressing onto his hand, unable to stop it. He opened his eyes to watch her as she peaked. Her head thrashed from side to side as she lost control and tumbled over the edge murmuring, "Luke, Luke," as she went. When her body began to still, he pressed soft kisses to her face, tasting the salt on her skin.
Her eyes fluttered open to find him gazing at her with wonder. "You're so beautiful," he whispered. She smiled softly, unable to speak. He began to remove his hand from her, but she clamped her legs together, holding him captive.
She stared at him for a moment and whispered, "I want to touch you."
"I'm fine," he said quietly.
She shook her head and said, "Oh no, mister. I'm going to touch you. Just as soon as I can move again, I'm gonna touch you," she said threateningly.
Luke smiled and rested his head on the pillow next to hers. "Well, if you insist," he said dryly.
"Oh, I insist," she asserted. She turned her head to look at him and demanded, "How the hell did you get so damn sexy, anyway?
He laughed and said, "That was all God-given talent," with a modest shrug.
She smiled that mega watt smile at him and said, "Well, aren't I the lucky girl?"
He stared at her meaningfully, as he pulled his hand out from between her legs. "I have some other tricks that I can show you," he offered as he lifted his finger to his mouth to taste her.
Lorelai eyes darkened again as she grasped his hand and pulled his finger to her mouth, sucking it fervently. Luke groaned as her tongue teased his finger, and pressed his erection against her. She released his finger and smiled at him saying, "Lucky for you, I have a few tricks up my sleeve as well," as she pushed him onto his back and straddled his waist.
He smiled up at her, his hands resting on her waist to steady her. "What sleeves?" he asked playfully.
She raked her nails through the dusting of hair on his chest and said, "Never mind, you! Now, you just lay there and take it like a man," she said sternly as she tweaked his nipple. She slid herself down a bit, so that he could feel her hot and wet on top of him. Luke's hips lifted to press into her. "Ah, ah, ah," she said wagging a finger at him. "Let's not get too far ahead of ourselves now."
He smiled sheepishly and said, "Take me, I'm yours," as he flung his arms out to the side in mock supplication.
She grinned at him and said, "Oh, goody," as she went to work trailing kisses across his chest. Her hands reached up to lock around the strong muscles in his biceps, feeling them flex as she held him down. She slithered down his body, nibbling at him as she went, letting her fingers trail languidly behind her. When she reached his stomach, she let her hair fall over his engorged penis, and a deep moan escaped his lips.
Smiling she kissed his hipbones, letting her hair tease and torment him. His hands came up off of the bed to bury themselves in her curls. She licked the crease between his hip and thigh, and allowed her hot breath to play over his balls as she switched to the other side, watching his penis twitch in anticipation. His fingers were flexing convulsively in her hair, tightening their hold on her, but still her tongue teased his thigh. Finally, she exhaled a long hot breath over him as she let her tongue dart out to touch the head of his cock. Luke sat up as if a jolt of electricity had shot through him. Chuckling, she eased him back murmuring, "I promise, I won't hurt you," in a teasing voice.
"You're about to kill me," he ground out roughly.
"Oh, poor baby," she murmured against his stomach. "Let's see if we can't get you a little relief," she said before wrapping her lips around him and drawing him into her mouth. She licked the head of his cock and sucked it feverishly while she wrapped her hand around his shaft and began stroking him. Luke lost himself in the pleasure of it, for a moment forgetting his need to be inside of her. When he felt the beginning of his orgasm coming, he reached down and pulled her up to him roughly.
"Hey," she protested, as he lifted her up further, and wriggled down off of the pillows. He held her hips firmly and guided her until she was straddling his head. He pulled her down to him, plunging his tongue into her soft folds. As he began to tease her clit with his tongue, Lorelai grasped for the headboard, riding the wave of sensation that was shooting through her. He licked and sucked her mercilessly, his fingers sliding into her. When he felt her begin to tighten and ride him with determination, he knew that she was getting close again.
He lifted her again positioned her directly over him. She smiled as she took him in hand and guided him to her entrance. With a forceful thrust, Luke drove into her, pulling her hips down on him simultaneously. Lorelai threw her head back in pleasure, and he saw the feline smile that creased her face as she rode him hard. His hands teased at the crevice of her ass, her own hands held her breasts as she stared at him challengingly. He moved his right hand around so that his thumb would press against her clit as she slid up and down his shaft. After only a moment or two of the combined friction, Lorelai began to lose control, her breath catching in her throat as she gasped his name over and over again.
When she peaked this time, Luke was there with her, losing himself in her. "Lorelai," he groaned helplessly. "Oh God, Lorelai!"
He held her steady as she collapsed on top of him. He raised a hand to her hair and stroked it comfortingly, as they tried to catch their breath. She pressed mindless kisses to his neck and collarbone, nuzzling into him. After a few minutes, she slid to the side and rested her head on his chest, toying with the hair on his stomach. Luke pulled the covers up over them, but Lorelai pushed them back down after a few minutes, continuing her quest to stroke every possible inch of his glorious body.
She was thinking about what a contradiction the man was, humble, shy and reserved, but at the same time strong, confident, and incredibly sexy. She tilted her head back to check to see if he was still awake, and was met with his amused gaze. "Is there some reason that you keep uncovering me?" he asked with a smile in his voice.
"You're too pretty to be covered all of the time," she responded, leaning up on an elbow to stare at him. "I am giving serious thought to burning all of that flannel. This," she said tapping his bare chest, "my friend, is a crime to cover up."