Your Lucky Day

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Lorelai pulled her Jeep in front of the diner and parked as close as she could to the entrance. It had been raining for most of the day, with no signs of letting up soon. With her long pink coat buttoned up around her, she exited the car and made a mad rush toward the diner.

She burst through the door and slammed it closed behind her, shivering from the cold rain. The diner was empty… it was almost closing time, and not a lot of people were out in the bad weather. She shook the raindrops off her sleeves, then ran her hand over her head to smooth out her wet hair.

Having heard the door slam, Caesar poked his head out of the kitchen. "Oh, hey, Lorelai… you want some coffee?"

Lorelai shook her head and hugged her jacket to her body. "Oh, no, thanks. I just needed to talk to Luke… is he in there with you?"

Caesar gestured toward the back of the diner. "He's unloading boxes in the back."

Lorelai smiled. "Thanks." She headed down the back hallway to the storage room and stopped at the doorframe. She silently watched Luke stack cans on the shelves for a moment, then announced herself with, "Man, manual labor looks good on you."

Luke glanced over toward the door and smiled when he saw her. "Hey."

Lorelai smiled as she stepped into the room. "Hi."

Luke walked over and greeted her with a kiss. "Wasn't expecting to see you, I thought you were doing inventory tonight."

"I was," she replied. "But I got out earlier than I thought."

Luke glanced at her damp hair. "You're all wet. Guess it's still raining, huh?"

Lorelai nodded. "Yeah, it's still coming down out there." She tucked her hands into her coat pockets and shifted her feet. "Um, so… how's your night going? Everything good?"

Luke could tell she had something on her mind, and he eyed her curiously. "Yeah, it's fine. Are you okay?"

Lorelai smiled and nodded. "Yeah, everything's good." She cleared her throat as she pulled her hands from her pockets and clasped them in front of her. "I wanted to tell you about something."

Luke hid his sudden feeling of nervousness and calmly replied, "Okay."

"Okay, well, there was this guy who checked in tonight who was kind of… overly friendly towards me." Lorelai paused to gauge his reaction. "You good so far?"

Luke smirked as he folded his arms across his chest. "I'm fine. So, some guy was flirting with you?"

"Yeah, and obviously, I rebuffed it, it wasn't a big deal," Lorelai quickly continued. "But I wanted to come see you in person to tell you about what went through my mind afterwards."

"Afterwards," Luke repeated in a confused but intrigued tone. "Okay."

"Okay, let me start at the beginning," she said. "This businessman came up to me at the front desk, and before he even said anything, I saw him give me a once over, and I knew that he was gonna throw some verbal moves at me… I could tell." She rolled her eyes. "Guys are so easy to read sometimes."

"Go on."

"So, he got this confident smirk on his face, leaned on the desk all high and mighty, winked at me, and said, 'Hey, cutie,'" Lorelai said, impersonating a deep male voice. She took a deep breath, then continued, "So, I ignored the flirty stuff and asked for his name. While I was pulling up his reservation on the computer, he threw out a few stupid lines, and - "

"Like what?" Luke interrupted her. "What did he say to you?"

Lorelai shrugged. "Some cheesy stuff. First, I think it was something about how the inn was smart to put their hottest employee up front because it's the first thing people see."

Luke snickered. "Oh, God."

"Then it was something about how he'd ask me to give him a tour of the town, but then he'd be too distracted by me to pay attention to any of the sites."

Luke rolled his eyes. "Is this guy for real?"

"Yeah, and it was just as painful to watch as it is to hear about," Lorelai confirmed. "After he left to go up to his room, Michel declared the guy a complete imbecile, but then made a crack about how it must be flattering for a woman of my age to be flirted with." She frowned. "Remind me to fire him."

"Will do."

Lorelai stepped closer to Luke. "But I started thinking about that… about how it never feels that way when guys hit on me. It's not some sort of ego-boost that makes me giddy, like, 'ooh, men think I'm attractive, they want me.'"

"No?"

Lorelai shook her head, a smile forming on her lips. "Nope. All I need is for you to think it and for you to want me."

"I do!" Luke insisted, almost defensively, then he softened his tone and repeated it more calmly. "I do, Lorelai."

"I know you do," Lorelai assured him. "And I do get that giddy rush when you compliment me or flirt with me." She smiled and rested her hand on her stomach. "This excited tingling sensation kind of overtakes my entire body."

Luke gave a quick glance down at her body before he met her gaze again. "Oh, yeah?"

Lorelai nodded. "Mmhmm. And tonight, I went to the back to start taking inventory, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. You know, that 'I've got chills, they're multiplying' feeling that you give me, and I got so…" Her voice trailed off and she shook her head slightly.

"What?" he prompted her to continue. "You got so what?"

Lorelai smiled sheepishly. "Turned on. I was thinking about you, and us, and got all hot and bothered, and I had to get out of there. I told Michel I wasn't feeling well and we postponed inventory night."

Luke narrowed his eyes at her. "So you could come here?"

"Well, first, I stopped home to change, and now…" Lorelai gave a quick glance over her shoulder toward the door to make sure they were still alone, then unbuttoned her coat and let it fall open. "Here I am."

Luke's eyes widened as he muttered the only phrase that came to mind. "You're naked, Lorelai."

Lorelai gasped. "Am I?" she asked with feigned confusion, then glanced down at her body. "Oh, yeah, look at that. That explains the draft."

Luke scoffed in disbelief. "You drove here like that? With nothing on under your… and the… with the…" he stammered, dumbfounded, until his voice trailed off into silence. His eyes wandered over the ever-alluring curves of her bare body for a few moments until he finally came to his senses. He rushed past her and frantically pushed the storage room door closed.

"Jesus, Lorelai," he quietly hissed. "There are other people here!"

Lorelai pulled her coat closed and turned to face him. "I know… I wasn't gonna take it all the way off. I was just giving you a little taste."

Luke instinctively licked his lips, knowing exactly what he wanted to taste. He stared off into space and started to massage his forehead with his fingers. Lorelai could see the wheels turning in his head as he presumably tried to think through what he wanted to do next.

Finally, he shook himself out of his daze. "Okay, here's what we're gonna do. I gotta go back out front and help Caesar close up," he said with a gesture toward the door, and then he pointed up toward the ceiling. "You're gonna go upstairs, lose the coat, and wait for me on the bed."

Lorelai playfully saluted him. "Yes, sir."

Luke took a step toward her and separated the flaps of her coat. He ran his hands down her sides, past her hips and over the curves of her ass. "Just a warning… I'm probably gonna be driving myself crazy thinking about what I'm gonna do to you, so I can't promise I won't pounce on you the second I get up there."

His words, his hands, and that intense desire for her in his eyes sent a flood of arousal coursing through her body. Lorelai cradled his neck in her hands and stroked it with her fingers. "Hmm, guess I should be ready for you then, huh?"

"Yup." His arms wrapped around her body and held her tight as he kissed her passionately.

When they separated, Lorelai teasingly whispered in his ear, "Don't take too long, okay? My hair's not the only thing that's wet right now."

Luke groaned as his cock twitched at her words, and he closed his eyes for a moment. As he opened them, he exhaled a deep breath. "Okay, you gotta get upstairs now," he insisted, pointing to the door. "Go."

Lorelai grinned victoriously as she pulled her coat closed, then gave him a quick kiss before she headed out of the storage room.

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Luke entered the apartment and locked the door behind him. He toed off his shoes by the door, then made his way toward the bedroom, noticing her pink coat draped over the back of one of his kitchen chairs and her heels on the floor beside it.

Lorelai lay on the bed naked, her hands behind her head, her dark curls splayed across the tan pillowcase. She smiled up at him. "Hi."

"Hey." Luke tossed his hat aside, then climbed onto the bed and covered her body with his. She wrapped her arms around him as their lips connected in a passionate kiss.

When he finally pulled back from her, panting to catch his breath, he shook his head slightly. "For the record, it's impossible to concentrate on wiping tables and sweeping floors when I know you're up here like this."

Lorelai giggled, then lightly brushed her lips against his as she whispered, "You have my sincerest apologies. Do you forgive me?"

"I'll think about it." Luke kissed her lips, then her cheek, then her neck before he reluctantly pushed himself up off of her. "I'll be right back."

Lorelai nodded. "I'll be here, thinking dirty thoughts."

"Good." Luke climbed off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He emerged a few minutes later in just his boxers and walked to the bed.

"So, the diner's all closed up and empty, right?" Lorelai asked. "Or do we have to control our volume?"

"Oh, it's empty, all right. I made sure of that."

Lorelai propped herself up on her elbows. "Planning on making me scream loud?"

"Oh, you have no idea," Luke said with a devious smirk.

Lorelai raised an eyebrow as her lips curved into a sly smile. A few seconds of verbal foreplay and her body was already throbbing with arousal.

Luke stood at the foot of the bed, savoring the view in front of him as his eyes roamed her body. The look on his face was that of a hungry animal waiting to attack its prey, and it made her heart race with excitement.

Luke finally locked his gaze with hers. "What do you want me to do?"

Lorelai narrowed her eyes at him, surprised at the question. "What?"

Luke put his hands on his hips. "Tell me what you want me to do to you. Where do you want me to start?"

Lorelai smiled as she lay her head back against the pillow, then beckoned him toward her. "Come kiss me."

Luke climbed onto the mattress between her legs and moved up over her body until his face reached hers. Her hands smoothed over his chest and slid up to his neck, pulling him down into a deep kiss.

She could tell he'd freshened up for her with a dab of cologne and a swig of mouthwash. "Mm, you smell good," she whispered against his lips. "And taste good."

"So do you." He slipped a hand between her shoulder and the mattress, and slid it down her back until he reached her ass. "And you feel good." He cupped her cheek in the palm of his hand and squeezed it as he continued kissing her.

Lorelai hummed her approval as her hands began to explore his body. They squeezed his biceps and shoulders, smoothed over the muscular curves of his back, slipped down the back of his boxers to caress his cheeks.

When their lips separated for breath, Luke pushed some strands of her hair aside and began to suck on her neck. "What do you want me to do next?" he murmured against her skin.

"Why don't you move those lips down south a few inches," Lorelai suggested, and he obligingly kissed his way down her neck to her chest.

He placed soft kisses along the outside of her breast and circled his tongue around her nipple, avoiding contact with it. He moved to her other breast and repeated his teasing ministrations, and she voiced her frustrations with a groan.

When he finally let his tongue and lips engage with her sensitive tip, Lorelai moaned contentedly, and then gasped with pleasure when he took it between his teeth and tugged on it. "Oh, God," she groaned as she roughly squeezed tufts of his hair in her hands. "More…"

He remained focused on her chest for a few minutes, encouraged by her increasingly loud groans, until she breathlessly muttered, "Hon, the southern region needs some attention."

Luke lifted his head to meet her gaze as he moved a hand down between her legs and brushed his fingertips across her lips. "Right here?"

That brief touch sparked a surge of electricity that rushed through her entire body, and Lorelai eagerly nodded. "Mmhmm."

He leaned down to kiss her. As his tongue eased its way into her mouth, he teased her down below with his hand, gently caressing her inner thighs and tracing around the outside of her slit.

"Luke…" Lorelai impatiently muttered against his lips, desperate for his fingers inside her.

"What?" Luke replied nonchalantly before he kissed her again.

"Please, Luke," she groaned and raised her hips, searching for friction against his hand. "I need it."

Luke kissed her again as he gave into her pleas and finally separated her folds. Lorelai hummed approvingly through the kiss as he inched his finger into her wetness.

Luke stared into her eyes as he withdrew his finger and pressed it back into her. "This what you wanted?" he asked her.

Lorelai nodded. "Mmhmm."

He moved his finger up to her clit and gently rubbed it. "Maybe a little of this, too?"

Lorelai's eyelids fell closed as she moaned with pleasure. "Oh, God, yes."

Luke began stroking his finger in and out of her, occasionally adding a second one, reveling in her reactions. He watched the expression change on her face as her stimulation increased, her mouth huffing out soft gasps of pleasure, her chest moving up and down with her hastened breaths.

"You want me to keep using my hand?" Luke asked, and when Lorelai shook her head, he smiled knowingly. "I didn't think so. Tell me what you want, Lorelai."

Lorelai had effectively drifted into a foggy daze, overwhelmed with arousal and desire. "Tongue, lips, mouth," she murmured.

Luke moved down on the bed between her legs and spread them wider apart. He pressed soft kisses to her inner thighs before he ran the flat of his tongue along her slit. He moved his mouth to her clit and hummed as he closed his lips around it, knowing the electrifying vibrations drove her wild.

"Ugh, God, Luke," Lorelai whimpered as she arched against him. "Yes, right there."

His lips and tongue worked expertly between her legs as his hands rubbed her thighs and cupped her ass and reached up to squeeze her breasts. He had planned to take her close to the edge without sending her over it, but he was spurred on by her enthusiastic moans and kept going until her body was quivering around him.

As she recovered, he slowly kissed his way up her body and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek.

When he pulled back, Lorelai's eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at him. "You know, I always feel like I should send you a fruit basket after you do that to adequately convey my gratitude and appreciation," she said as she rested her palms against his scruffy cheeks.

Luke smiled. "Not necessary."

Lorelai pulled him down into a passionate kiss, and when their lips parted, she reached for the waistband of his boxers. "Off." Luke helped her maneuver them down his legs and take them off, and then he shifted his body to the bed beside her.

When he was settled on his back, Lorelai swung her leg over his body to straddle his stomach. "Mm, I love NakedLuke." She smoothed her hands over his arms and chest as she added, "I mean, no offense to ClothedLuke, but NakedLuke is the favorite at this particular moment."

Luke smiled as he caressed her thighs. "No offense taken."

Lorelai leaned forward until her chest was pressed against his, and she kissed him softly. "It's your turn to tell me what you want."

"Everything," Luke muttered against her lips. "I want every inch of you." He deepened the kiss, and Lorelai hummed softly as his tongue aggressively dueled with hers.

When they finally broke apart, Lorelai breathlessly panted, "Which inch of me do you want first?"

Luke brushed her hair away from her face, then traced his finger along her bottom lip. "What do you think?" he asked with a smirk.

Lorelai playfully rolled her eyes. "Why, I'm shocked."

Luke snickered. "Predictable, huh?"

Lorelai squeezed her thumb and forefinger together. "Just a teeny, tiny bit."

Luke smoothed his hands over her back as he kissed her. "Well, it's your fault for being so skilled."

Lorelai gently tugged on his bottom lip with her teeth. "Speaking of which… how skilled do you want me to be?"

Luke smiled as he shook his head. "Go easy on me… I wanna pace myself."

Lorelai nodded understandingly. "I promise to be very gentle."

"Thank you."

"My pleasure." Lorelai kept her gaze locked with his as she backed her body down toward the bottom of the bed. He interlocked his hands behind his head and watched in anticipation as she settled into position between his legs.

Lorelai wrapped her fingers around his hardness and brought it to her mouth. She slowly dragged the flat of her tongue along the entire length of him, then pressed a trail of wet kisses along his shaft. She stared into his eyes as she began to stroke him gently with her hand. Luke was watching her with bated breath, and let out a groan of pleasure when she swirled her tongue over his sensitive tip.

She took him into her mouth and soon fell into a slow up-and-down rhythm. Luke ran his hands through her hair, grunting his approval and murmuring her name under his breath. She was clearly holding back from her usual effort, but it still felt amazing and heavenly, and he knew he couldn't have her down there for too long.

Luke let her work her magic for a few minutes, and then rubbed her shoulder. "Lorelai…" She released him from her mouth, and he beckoned her toward him with both hands. "Come up here."

Lorelai crawled up the center of his body and lay on top of him as she pressed her lips to his. Luke wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over so her back was to the bed. He reached a hand down to guide his cock to her opening and pressed his tip against her lips.

"Oh, God, Luke," Lorelai moaned approvingly as he eased himself into her wetness. She dragged her nails up and down his back as he began to stroke into her with slow, shallow thrusts, and Lorelai urged, "Harder."

"Harder? You sure you're not in the mood for slow and gentle?" Luke asked her with a sly smile.

Lorelai knew he was teasing her, and she pointedly cocked her head to the side. "Do you think I'd show up here completely naked looking for slow and gentle?"

Luke smirked and shrugged. "You never know." He kissed along her jaw line over to her ear and whispered, "Maybe if you ask nicely, you'll get what you want."

Lorelai pulled his face closer to hers. "I want it hard and I want it fast," she breathily whispered against his lips, then kissed him softly. "I want you to make me scream and moan incredibly loud, and tomorrow, I want people to ask me why I'm walking funny." She kissed him again, deeper this time, then pulled back and batted her eyelashes at him. "So, can you please, please fuck me harder?"

Luke smirked and shook his head in amusement. "You're something else, you know that?"

Lorelai grinned and nodded. "Yes, I'm aware." She rocked her hips against him, groaning in pleasure at the feeling of his length inside of her. She adopted a faux-serious expression as she rested her hands on his ass. "Now… are you gonna be able to meet my demands?"

"I think I can handle it." Luke slowly withdrew his cock from her to the tip, then sharply thrust it back into her.

Lorelai gasped with surprise, and then groaned loudly as he plunged deeply into her again. "Ugh, God, Luke!"

Luke kissed her passionately before he moved his lips over to her ear, muttering, "You are so sexy." He began kissing her neck as his thrusts picked up speed. "Is this what you want?"

"Mmm, yes," Lorelai moaned softly toward the ceiling as she dug her nails into his back. "More… harder…"

His fast, hard thrusts continued for a bit until he suddenly pulled out of her, and she whimpered disappointedly. He sat back on his knees and repositioned her body, rolling her onto her side and lifting her top leg up to rest against his shoulder. He straddled her bottom leg and quickly reentered her.

He began thrusting his hips, the new angle allowing him to go deeper than before, and long moans of pleasure poured from her lips. He hugged her elevated leg tightly to his chest, using it as leverage as he pushed into her with hard, deep strokes.

Lorelai stared up at him lustfully from the bed. "Ugh, Jesus, Luke," she muttered. "Keep going." She bucked her hips against him, grunting and groaning as he relentlessly gave her what she craved, and she eventually begged, "Finish me… please…"

Luke moved his hand down to her clit and rubbed it until her climax rippled through her. She clenched the bed sheets in her fists as her moans echoed through the apartment. Luke lowered her raised leg from his shoulder to the bed, then leaned forward over her body until his face was hovering over hers.

Lorelai was panting for breath as she ran her hands over his chest. "Oh, my God."

"You good?" he asked her.

Lorelai nodded. "Completely."

"Good," he replied, and he kissed her gently before adding, "Because I'm not done with you yet."

Lorelai pretended to check the nonexistent watch on her wrist. "It's getting late... you sure you don't wanna just call it a night?"

"Funny," he said dryly.

Lorelai smiled up at him. "As if I'd be so cruel to leave my man hanging." She pulled him down into a kiss, then whispered against his lips, "Give it to me. Gentle, hard, all of the above, whatever you want."

Luke kissed her again. "Follow me." He pushed himself up off of her and climbed off the bed. He stood at the foot of it, then beckoned her with his head.

Lorelai seductively crawled across the bed toward him, and he offered his hands to help her stand up. He wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug as he kissed her hungrily. When their lips separated, Luke turned her around and pressed himself up against her from behind. His hands moved up her front and squeezed her breasts as he began kissing the side of her neck.

"Mmm," Lorelai moaned softly and leaned back against him. She reached her hand behind her and began delicately stroking his hardness.

Luke groaned his approval and huskily whispered in her ear, "Bend over for me." Lorelai shot him a sexy smile over her shoulder, then leaned forward and rested her elbows on the bed.

Luke positioned himself behind her, spreading her legs slightly by nudging her feet apart with his foot. "God, you're incredible," he muttered as he ran his hands down her back. He gripped her waist and pushed forward, quickly filling her with his hardness and evoking a loud moan from her lips.

He started thrusting into her… fast, hard, uninhibited. He would have almost felt apologetic for his actions if not for her enthusiastic moans. Lorelai's arms were stretched forward in front of her along the bed, gripping the sheets in her fists for traction as he drove into her with powerful thrusts.

Luke's gaze wandered over her body, taking in every amazing inch of her. Her curly hair was bouncing wildly, the muscles of her back flexing with her movements, the round curves of her ass cushioning his hips as they slammed against her with each thrust.

"Ugh, Lorelai," he groaned to alert her to his impending climax. He tightened his grip on her waist as he delivered his final deep strokes, grunting as he began to empty himself into her.

When he was finished, he slowly pulled out of her and fell onto the bed beside her with a heavy sigh. They moved up on the mattress so their legs weren't hanging off the bed, and lay quietly for a few moments. They stared at each other with tired smiles as his fingers drew circles on the small of her back.

Finally, Lorelai lifted her head and propped herself up on her forearm. She started tracing her finger over the tattoo on his bicep. "Someone was feeling feisty tonight."

Luke smirked. "Says the woman who showed up to the diner naked and requested me to give it to her hard and fast."

"Touché," Lorelai laughingly replied, then poked him on the chest. "Didn't hear you complaining."

Luke shook his head. "Nope."

Lorelai glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "I have to get home to Paul Anka."

"Did you walk? I can drive you back."

"I have the Jeep," she replied. "Remember, it's like The Perfect Storm outside?"

"Oh, right," he replied with a glance toward the window. "Something must've distracted me from the weather." He leaned closer and pressed his lips to hers.

Lorelai smiled through the kiss and brushed her hand over the scruff on his cheek. "You could follow me home and stay over," she suggested hopefully.

"Is that allowed?" he teased. "I thought you were supposed to go your own separate ways after a booty call, not invite the other person over."

Lorelai gasped. "What do you mean? This was not a booty call!"

Luke scoffed in disbelief. "It was definitely a booty call. You came here just for sex."

Lorelai gasped. "No! I came here on a friendly social visit to see you and provide emotional and physical companionship… in bed… while naked."

Luke shook his head. "Booty call… admit it."

"Plus, there was no actual call involved, I just showed up," Lorelai continued. "Plus, while I'm not an expert on the phrase booty call like you seem to be, I think it might apply to people who are having casual sex and not necessarily to those who are in a committed monogamous relationship like we are." She smiled proudly and declared, "I rest my case… not a booty call."

Luke rolled his eyes and held up his hand in defeat. "Okay, fine, you win, but only because I'm sick of hearing the phrase booty call."

Lorelai raised her fist in victory. "Yes!"

"So, now, what's the technical term we use for when you come here naked just for sex?" he asked her.

"Umm…" Lorelai pondered for a moment, then suggested, "Your lucky day?"

Luke snorted a laugh. "I'll go with that." He leaned over to kiss her. "And to answer your question, yeah, I'll stay over tonight."

Lorelai smiled. "Good." She gave a quick glance down at her body, then back to him. "Uh, I didn't really plan ahead… do I have any clothes here?"

Luke nodded toward the dresser behind him. "Yeah, there's some in your drawer."

"Okay, good." Lorelai snuggled up against him and lay her head on his chest. "Five minute recuperation period before we move?"

Luke wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head. "Okay."

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Author's note: Thanks so much for reading and for following along with my random updates! :)