Disclaimer: nope not mine, but I am still hoping it happens.

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far. I appreciate greatly motivates me to write more.

The Game

chapter 3

"I am the guest, I should go first," Luke announced proudly. "The guest is always honored by going first." He rubs his chin with his hands. Making her giggle. She can't remember when she started looking at Luke as handsome and hot, she just knew that did she lately she about thought it a lot.

"Now lets start, we can both sit on the sofa here," says Lorelai as she motions for Luke to sit. Luke sits at the end of the couch, Lorelai chooses to sit in the middle, purposely close to him.

"What is your favorite color?" Luke asks.

"Blue" she answers, and laughs so loudly it scares him. He loves to see her carefree like this.

"Luke, honey you had the first question and you wasted it on color? You follow my lead, by the end of this night you will know more about me and I about you, that we will blush every time we see each other. I'll let you ask another question."

Luke thinks quickly." Lorelai will you kiss me?" He says before it even registers to him that the words actually left his lips. He can feel the flush rise in his face.

Lorelai stands up grabbing his hand to pull him up with her. She slowly wraps her arms around his neck, playing with the hair on the back of his head for a second. She brings her face up to his. First she starts by placing small gentle feather like kisses on his lips. Then she kisses him gently on the lips. It is sweet but not a friendly sweet. Then she opens her mouth slightly and runs her tongue over his lips asking for entrance. He opens his mouth and the kiss becomes full of passion and want. He pulls her in so close you cannot tell where one ends and the other begins. As Luke starts to trail kisses down her neck she steps back. She gives him one last long passionate kiss. She smiles and sits back down, both of them relishing that kiss. Luke was still in a bit of shock from what had just happened. He could still feel her lips on his.

"Onto the next question…" Lorelai flashed him a huge smile and winked at him.

"Luke, top, bottom or from behind?" Lorelai asked him rather shyly, but her eyes were glued to his. She bit her lower lip, waiting for his answer.

"Remember if you do not answer you must do whatever I tell you too." Lorelai, was watching him closely, as she took another sip of her drink.

Luke thought for a moment…then a smile crossed his lips and he answered.

"All of them as long as it is all in the same night." Luke responds almost matter of fact. Lorelai almost spit out the drink in her mouth and her eyes widened. That had not been an answer that she had expected, but liked very much. She flashed him a Lorelai is impressed smile.

"Your turn Luke, don't waste it….."

"Do you like to give or get?" He barely was able to get it out of his mouth. It was such a low sound. His cheeks were flushed, but his eyes were staring at her

"I do not want to sound like I am copying you," Lorelai answered. I like both, and do both, but there is something about having total control and being on my knees for my man that turns me on. So maybe giving has a little bit of an edge there, though receiving is definitely something I enjoy a lot and would never pass up.

Luke was feeling a raw burning all over his body. Knowing things Lorelai would do was definitely turning him on. He would have a hard time not showing it if this continued. He so wanted to reach for her and kiss her again.

"Do you moan when you cum Luke? Is it guttural or are you quiet?"

Luke could not answer that. Somehow acts were not as difficult to him as this. The alcohol could let him talk about what he likes, but this was about how he reacted, for some reason he was finding it very hard to answer. He chose not to answer it.

Ok, thought Lorelai as she took another swig of the tequila. She knew she had been playing with fire and was about to take another great big step here. Her own body and mind were betraying her, and she knew what she wanted now. This was going beyond the best friend relationship they had.

"Ok Luke since you would not answer that question here is your task. You must remove my camisole and lick a scotch shot from my belly." Lorelia saw a flash of panic immediately followed by passion, heat, and desire, in his eyes.

"Lorelai, I do not think you want me to do that. I serve your coffee, I am your best friend…." He could not say more. He was giving her an out. His mind was screaming what are you doing at him. This is what he always wanted. This was the kind of thing he dreamed of. He wanted her, there was no question about it, but he was not sure he could do this and keep control of himself.

"And I want you to do it, Luke or I wouldn't ask." She said seductively.

Luke came over and reached for the bottom of her shirt. A small moan escaped from his lips. She could feel his hands shaking, he started to pull the shirt over her head, when he noticed she wasn't wearing anything under it. His eyes were transfixed to her chest. She smiled and watched as he drank her in. His eyes never leaving her body. Shirt off, he ran his fingers down her side, slowly relishing the feel of her body. She lay down on the sofa and poured scotch on her belly. He knelt down and placed a few kissed on her stomach. Lorelai gasped at the feel of his lips on her body. Then she felt his tongue as he traced her bellybutton and slowly sucked the shot off her. A moan escaped her, and she tensed as he did it. There was not question as to the excitement going on inside Luke at this point, but Lorelai was having similar trouble. He wanted to continue his exploration with his mouth on her body, but stopped himself. When he straightened himself to get up, he heard her sigh in disappointment. He could see it in her face.

He handed her back her shirt to put on, but she would not take it. He did not understand. Looking at her breasts and not touching them was driving him crazy. She had to cover up.

"Oh, didn't I tell you the other rule? Once a piece of clothing is taken off it is out of the game, and cannot be used." Lorelai was pushing his limits of self-control. Luke didn't know what to do, she was standing there shirtless, and he could not contain himself. Another moan escaped him as he looked at her, licked his lips. His hands at his side were closing and opening, wanting to desperately feel her body.

"Whose turn is it to ask a question?" asked Luke. "My mind is having trouble adjusting to things."

"Yours Luke…it is your turn." Lorelai faced him and stepped closer than she had to. He couldn't keep his eyes off her, and she was so enjoying this. Things were getting hot and Luke removed his flannel shirt, leaving a light gray t-shirt that clung to him.

"Ok Lorelai, how many men have you slept with since I have known you?"

Lorelai, could count them on one hand, but that number seemed awful high for the years he had known her. She didn't want him to think she was easy with her favors. So she passed on the question.

Ok, I want to know what underwear you have on under pajamas? Luke was expecting her to show him what she was wearing. He would love it to be a red thong. He didn't expect what happened next.

Lorelai suddenly looked like a trapped animal. She wore no undies to bed as well as no bra. She loved to feel free at night, and sometimes would sleep in the buff. She had nothing on under her pants. He didn't know that.

Lorelai blushed as she turned the elastic band on the pants around her finger. She slowly started removing the pants, her eyes glued to Luke's the entire time. She was making this as slow as she could. She was not sure what would happen here. Her coffee supplier coffee/addict friendship was now way past the line of no return.

Luke's eyes were growing larger and suddenly dark with lust when he noticed that Lorelai had nothing else under her pants. As the pants passed her hips he softly whispered that she didn't have to, but the smile she gave him, and that fact that she did not stop, convinced him she wanted to continue. There stood Lorelai, the object of many of his dreams, more beautiful, and sexy then anything he had dreamed about.

"You are more beautiful than any dream or thought I have had about you." Luke said quietly. He had openly admitted to having had dreams about her aloud.

"My turn" Lorelai reminded him, as she stepped so close to him that their bodies were touching.

"Luke? Luke do you want me?"

"Yes,"

"Lorelai can I …..?"

"Yes," she whispers in a low sexy voice, her words, releasing a wave of hotness through her body. She wraps her arms around him and brings him down for a passionate kiss. He wraps her in his arm and loose the last of his self control.

Suddenly, Luke scoops a naked Lorelai in his arms and was taking the steps to her bedroom two at a time. They get upstairs, and Luke hands need to touch her. She is fighting his advances because she wants his body contact. She wants to feel his skin on hers. He is still fully clothed. Luke grabs either side of his t-shirt and rips it off, his hunger is building. He can feel her flesh on his fingers, smelling her and recognizing that smell that turn all men wild. He needed her. He kicks off the pajama bottoms off. He pins her to the door at the top of the hall, both of them grinding up against each other. His hands roaming up and down her body. His lips, kiss, nip and suck every inch of her neck and start working their way down her body. He finally takes a breast into his mouth and her legs go week from the force of Luke's passion. Their groans and moans sounding more and more primal by the second. Lorelai reaches for the doorknob….