Coming Up for Air
After they finally made their feelings known, Lorelai and Luke sunk into the joy of being together as their tropical vacation went on. The undercurrent of lust that had dogged them the first three days had finally been given room to let itself be known. Like a dog unchained for the first time, it ran roughshod through all of their interactions, and neither could help the overt sexuality that seemed to permeate their every exchange.
They spent the next few days learning new ways to bring each other pleasure. It was, without question, the most erotic experience of Lorelai's life, knowing that at any time Luke could claim her, drag her back to their room, and remind her of just how quickly she was falling for him.
On their sixth day, the pair hadn't even made it out of bed in the morning before launching into a hot and heavy make-out session. Luke made a show of getting out of bed, only for Lorelai to take him back down to the mattress and show him three more ways she could make him moan.
Even after that, they struggled to leave the privacy and comfort of their bed. The morning was going by too fast for the pair as they continued learn all they had been missing out on by ignoring their feelings for so many years.
"You know," Luke said between kisses. "At some point today we should really consider leaving our room."
"Mmm, why?" Lorelai asked, kissing him again before he could answer. They laid naked in bed, legs tangled together as they kissed lazily, hands casually coursing over hot skin, unable to get enough of each other.
Luke took the kiss deep once more, his tongue winding with hers as their pulses began to race. Lorelai could feel him becoming hard again. She reached down into the tight space between their bodies and wrapped her hand around his burgeoning erection, helping it along with determined pumps. Luke moaned into her mouth and she took over there too, pushing her tongue against his and forcing them both into his mouth where she battled for dominance.
Luke eased back from the kiss and reached down between them to stop her hand, wrapping his around her wrist and pulling it away.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"Nothing, just… this is crazy," Luke said, a little breathless. Lorelai's brow furrowed.
"You mean us?"
"No, no no," Luke said quickly. "This. I don't think I've ever wanted someone so much that I literally could not stop touching them," he clarified, coursing a hand over her bare hip. A slow grin spread across Lorelai's face.
"That's the sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me." Luke huffed a laugh. "If you want me so bad, why'd you stop me? Let me take care of you." She rolled her hips against his once more, a small groan escaping her lips as his erection made contact with her mound.
"It's not that I don't want it, obviously," he pushed against her to prove his point. "I just think we need a break. I need a break."
"Why?" she asked again.
"Well, for starters, I'm starving, and I don't really know how you aren't," Luke said, making Lorelai laugh.
"I am actually, now that you mention it," she said with a giggle.
"And, you know, we're leaving tomorrow. We don't want to spend the whole day in bed, do we?"
"I have no qualms with that," Lorelai said matter-of-factly. Luke grinned.
"Look, I have no problems with doing this as much as possible, let's just try to work in some other activities so we don't wear it out."
"You seem pretty virile to me," she teased, still feeling his erection.
"Lorelai, as long as you're naked, I think this is inevitable. And believe me, I will be making the most of this king-sized bed before we leave."
"But for now…" she prompted.
"For now, let's take a break, grab something to eat before your massage. Afterward, I promise you, I'll do anything you want."
"Anything?" she asked, grinning.
"Anything," he promised, with no hint of a joke.
"I could make you regret that, Mister," she warned.
"I seriously doubt that."
"What if I want you to suck on my toes?" she teased.
"If that's what you're into," he said easily, then amended with distaste, "Maybe wash them first."
"Okay, okay, you've made your point," she said through laughter. "Let's get some food into you before your starved and dehydrated brain makes any more promises you can't keep."
Luke grinned and leaned forward, capturing her lips in a quick, hard kiss before they mutually disengaged. Luke flipped the covers off of them and got up, giving Lorelai a healthy view of her new best friend.
"Okay, if you want me to respect this momentary ceasefire, you're going to have to put your weapon down, Soldier," she teased. Luke hit her with a glare, sending her into a fit of giggles. He grabbed a pillow and tossed it at her, which she used to cover her face as she laid back down laughing at her own joke. Luke shook his head with amusement and headed for the bathroom to clean himself up, and calm himself down, so he was fit to be in public.
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Their late breakfast was a bit rushed, as Lorelai prepared to enjoy the massage she had won after beating Luke in pool on their first night at the resort. Luke walked her to the spa and kissed her goodbye before leaving her to her pampering. The hour-long session would be the longest they had spent apart since they fell into bed together on the third day, and he had something he needed to take care of, without her there.
It occurred to Luke, after their umpteenth time making love, that he had been remiss. They had missed an important rite of passage for any new couple, and he intended to rectify that before they left. After leaving the spa, he headed directly for the lobby to put in a request with the front desk staff. He was satisfied that he had everything in place to move ahead with his plan.
With time to burn, he went exploring around the resort property. Lorelai was a big fan of the beach and pool, but there was a vast wilderness area on the outskirts, lined with manicured trails that he had been dying to check out. He knew the chances of getting her out in the woods in the tropics were slim to none, so he took his chance while she was otherwise occupied.
Luke breathed in deeply as he wandered through the forest. It was balmy in there, made more so by the trees blocking the breeze from reaching the forest floor. Luke found himself sweating from the heat, but he didn't mind. The foliage was rich, lush and beautiful, and small creatures scurried about. The bugs were interesting too, although he was sure Lorelai wouldn't think so. He chuckled to himself, imagining her shrieking at the sight of something large and hairy with more than four legs.
As he walked, he took some time to ruminate on the changes that had occurred over the past three days. He and Lorelai were now a couple, something he had wanted for so long, but never really thought would come to pass. Being with her was exhilarating, intoxicating. She made him want her in a way he had never really experienced before, even in his wild and wayward youth. Sure, he remembered what it was like to be 17 and so full of pent-up desire that he felt like he would burst, but this was different. He was closing in on 40 and his body was reacting to Lorelai like a young and nubile 20-something.
Part of him worried that this might become a problem for them, if their relationship remained as strictly physical as it had been since they began their affair. It wasn't a bad thing, necessarily, but relationships needed more substance that that. He knew, logically, that they had a strong foundation of friendship that would carry them through, even after the desire to rip each other's clothes off at every opportunity waned. He didn't long for that time, but he wanted to make sure it wasn't a rude awakening when it happened. He was falling in love with Lorelai. He needed her to fall in love with him.
Luke was only half paying attention to where he was going, which is why he stopped short when he came upon something spectacular. An oasis in the forest; a postcard-worthy picture. As he stood staring at it, he realized that moments like these were ones that needed to be shared, and he did, in fact, have someone to share it with – presuming he could convince her to come exploring with him.
He decided that was going to happen before they left. Lorelai would love this, even if it meant braving the Caribbean wilderness to see it. Luke smiled to himself, concocting yet another plan in his head to get them out of the bedroom, before he turned around and headed back to the hotel.
When he returned to their room, Luke wasted no time getting into the shower. The walk had made him a sweaty mess, and he thought it was probably too early in their relationship for Lorelai to become acquainted with his body odor.
He heard the door to the room open and shut while he was in there, and was not at all surprised when a moment later, the bathroom door cracked open and Lorelai stepped inside. Luke made room under the spray and kissed her fully once the shower door was closed behind her. She wrapped her arms around his middle, holding her naked body against his in a way that didn't allow even the water to slip between them.
Luke broke the kiss and peppered small ones down the column of her throat.
"How was your massage?" he asked with his lips against her neck.
"Mmm, good," Lorelai said, distracted. "Hot rocks, hot masseur, I'm a happy girl."
Luke growled against her throat and nipped at the skin there, making her chuckle.
"What about you? What kind of trouble did you get into without me?" she asked. Luke pulled away and looked down at her with a grin.
"Oh, you know, hot weather, hot women…" he teased. She shot him a glare.
"Okay, point made. And for the record, the hot masseur was working on someone else. I got a middle-aged woman who could have been a ringer on the German shotput team." Luke laughed heartily at her description.
"I bet she got the job done though."
"I don't know if I feel like jelly because she did a good job, or because she broke every bone in my back."
Luke grinned and kissed her again. "Jelly huh?"
"Yup." Another kiss.
"I bet I can make you feel like jelly," he murmured against her lips. She smiled into the kiss.
"I know you can." She let Luke take over from there, kissing her soundly under the stream of water. She moaned as his hand slid down her soaking wet body and found its place between her legs, using his fingers to bring her pleasure. He circled her clit before slipping inside, finding her wet and ready for him. Luke hummed his approval, and directed her back against the cool tile. Hitching one of her legs over his hip, he bent at the knees just enough to put himself inside of her.
Lorelai clung to Luke's shoulders as he filled her with moderately paced strokes, careful not to go too hard and risk slipping. She didn't need any more than that; Luke's strong, wet body against hers was doing more than enough to compensate.
Lorelai spared one hand, taking it to the back of his head and pulling him down for a searing kiss as he took her against the wall, making her body buzz with need. From this angle, he filled her to the hilt easily, gravity making each thrust feel even deeper and more satisfying.
When she felt her orgasm coming on, she broke their kiss as she dropped her head back against the tile, her eyes squeezing shut.
"Look at me," Luke quietly demanded. She pried her eyes open and found him watching her with intense blue eyes, seeming even bluer playing against his wet hair. The pair watched each other as they came apart, one after the other. Their cries echoed off the bathroom walls, surrounding them in a haze of pleasure as Luke pumped into her until his spent member slipped out. He eased Lorelai's leg back down and kissed her fully as they leaned against the wall to get their bearings.
When they managed to get their feet back under them, Lorelai looked up at him with a satisfied grin.
"If that's what I get after an hour apart, I can't wait to see what happens at the end of the workday."
Luke huffed a laugh. "We're gonna need to soundproof your bedroom."
"Just the bedroom?" Lorelai teased.
"The whole damn house."
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"Oh! I should get this for Rory," Lorelai exclaimed, picking up a necklace from the table in front of her. After their shower, the pair dressed and headed for the shops on the outskirts of the resort. Local artisans set up their wares for sale to tourists, selling everything from handmade jewelry, artwork and clothes, to bottles of liquor and all the accoutrements.
"That's pretty," Luke agreed, noticing the shimmering blue of the larimar stone in the middle of the pendant, surrounded by smaller white stones. "It'll match her eyes."
Lorelai smiled, pleased with her selection, and paid the shopkeeper before moving on.
"Okay, that's Rory, Sookie, Lane, and my parents. I just need to get something for Michel and I should be good to go."
"You're not buying for the whole town this time?"
"I can't afford to buy for the whole town. Besides, after forgetting like twelve people during our Europe trip, I've come to the conclusion that less is definitely more," she explained. Luke chuckled.
"I guess that's fair."
"Ooh, here's one for you!" Lorelai said, holding up a puka shell necklace with a shark's tooth dangling from the middle. He reacted predictably.
"I'm not in a boy band, so I'm gonna go with 'no'."
"Well I have to get you something. You need a keepsake from our trip together."
Luke pulled her in. "My keepsake is right here," he said sweetly, leaning in to kiss her. She grinned when he pulled back.
"You're cute." He dropped his own grin.
"I am not cute."
"You're totally cute. And while yes, you get to take home the grand prize," she gestured to her body, and Luke rolled his eyes, "I still want you to have a little something."
Luke sighed, conceded, and they began looking through the array of giftwares for something that would appeal to him. In doing so, he quickly found something for Lorelai, and surreptitiously paid for it while her back was turned so she wouldn't see.
They settled on a pair of shot glasses and a bottle of Mamajuana for him, a dark liquor that was popular on the island nation. Luke was pretty sure the bottle would go unused back home, but he accepted the gift from Lorelai because she wanted him to, and he was pretty sure that's just how his life was going to be from now on.
When they started back toward the resort, walking the long stretch of white sandy beach, Luke finally decided to let Lorelai in on his plans for the evening.
"So I realized something today," Luke began.
"What's that?"
"In all the craziness over the past few days, you and I haven't actually been on our first date yet," he pointed out. Lorelai laughed.
"I feel like this whole trip has been one long first date, don't you?"
"I'm serious," he went on. "We did some things out of order here, but this is something that I want to do with you." Lorelai smiled at his insistence.
"Well, when we get back home, I'll let you take me out. Sound good?"
"Sounds fine, but I'd rather take you out tonight," he told her. She quirked a brow.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yup." She chuckled.
"Sounds like you've been giving this a lot of thought."
"Some." He came to a stop and turned toward her, brushing her hair back over her shoulders as his hands came to rest on either side of her neck, his thumbs brushing her jawline. "Lorelai, what we're doing here is important to me. I want to do this right – as much as I can, anyway. Let me?"
Lorelai smiled. "Okay."
Luke kissed her gently as the waves tickled their bare feet. If not for the bags in her hands, Lorelai would have taken the opportunity to wrap him up in her arms and show him how he made her feel when he was all sweet like this.
When Luke pulled away, Lorelai peered up at him. "So what do you have planned for tonight?"
"It's a surprise," he told her. The pair started walking again.
"That's so not fair," she whined.
"I think you'll be okay. It's only a few hours away."
"You have way too much faith in me. I am not a patient person," she reminded him.
"I'm well aware. But I think you can suck it up for one day." She elbowed his arm, making him chuckle.
"Will you at least tell me what kind of clothes to wear?"
"I'll do you one better. I've already picked out your outfit for the night."
Lorelai raised her eyebrows. "You're dressing me now?"
"Why not? It's your dress, you brought it, presumably to be worn." Lorelai eyed him another moment before relenting.
"Fine. You win. I'll go into this blind. But you should know that my expectations are extremely high right now, and if I'm disappointed, I may not put out tonight."
Luke huffed a laugh. "And if you're impressed?"
"Then I think you'll find out just how grateful I can be." She hit him with a broad smile, which made him grin, despite himself.
"Well in either case, I consider myself warned," he joked lightly. He wrapped an arm over her shoulders and dropped a kiss to the side of her head as they continued their journey back to the resort.
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Lorelai showered and primped for her unexpected date night. She smiled at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, and laughed a little as the nerves set in. It seemed silly to be nervous for her first date with a man she had known for years, but somehow, she was.
Luke had been a surprise to her from the moment they arrived on the island. His ease and comfort was unusual, and his attentiveness made her feel special and unique. He always did pay more attention to her than others, she knew this, but there was something about how intently he looked at her now, how he seemed to see only her. It gave her butterflies.
The dress Luke had chosen was the fanciest one she'd packed. It was a pink halter dress with a floral pattern that dipped low into her cleavage. She couldn't wear a bra with it, and part of her wondered if that was the reason he had chosen it. She grinned at the thought that Luke might, under all of that sweetness and chivalry, just be typical guy. She shook her head at the thought. Luke was many things, but typical was not among them.
With a final swipe of lip gloss and a quick fluff to her hair, she was satisfied that her look was just right for whatever the night entailed. She pulled open the bathroom door and stepped out into the room, already talking.
"Okay so is this mystery location far? Because my shoe choice is heavily dependent on how long we're walking…" she looked around at the empty room. "…and apparently I'm talking to myself."
She looked around, checked the closet, and, inexplicably, behind the curtains, before deciding that Luke was not, in fact, hiding in the room.
She was about to go looking for him when three solid raps came at the door. Cocking her head in confusion, she went for it and peered through the peephole to be safe. The sight on the other side made her smile.
"Mr. Danes," she greeted, opening the door. Luke stood on the other side holding a small bouquet of local wildflowers – ordered earlier through the front desk. He was wearing a lightweight button up and khakis, his hair was combed back, his stubble was all but gone. He looked neat and tidy, date-ready, and incredibly handsome.
"I'm here to pick you up for our date," Luke said, sparing her a grin that told her he felt a little silly, but was committing to his role. She laughed and took the flowers, bringing them to her nose to sniff.
"Thank you for these, they're beautiful." She stepped aside and gave him room to come in. "I just need to grab my shoes and we can go."
"Sure." Luke closed the door behind him. "You look gorgeous, by the way."
Lorelai smiled broadly. "Right back at'cha."
Luke chuckled. "Thanks." Lorelai set the flowers down on the dresser and picked up two pairs of sandals, flats and a heel.
"Which one?" she asked, holding them up for him to choose.
"That one." He pointed at the heel. She grinned.
"I knew you were a leg man."
"With you, Lorelai, I'm an everything man." He scrunched up his face. "Did that sound as corny as I think it did?"
She laughed brightly. "Even worse, but that's okay. I'll take it." Once she got her shoes strapped on, she grabbed her purse. "Okay, let's get this mystery date underway!"
"Just one more thing," Luke said, holding up a finger. He passed by her and went to his drawer, unearthing a box from underneath his clothes.
"What's that?"
"Just something I picked up for you," he told her. He gave her the box and she opened the lid. She let out a small gasp at the beautiful necklace inside. The pendant was three cascading larimar stones, blue like the ocean, on a delicate silver chain. She looked up at Luke with adoring eyes.
"What's this for?"
He shrugged nonchalantly. "You wanted me to have a keepsake from the trip. I thought you should have one too."
"How did you get this without me noticing?"
"You're easily distracted when you're shopping," he told her. She giggled and pulled the necklace from its box.
"Well, it's beautiful. Thank you. Help me put it on?" she asked. Luke obliged and came around behind her, securing the clasp at the nape of her neck. He smiled when she turned around to face him.
"You look perfect." He leaned in and kissed her gently, before offering her his arm as they headed out for their date.
They walked for about 10 minutes, heading in a direction they hadn't explored much on their trip, so most of the scenery was new to Lorelai. She peppered him with questions as they went.
"Wine tasting."
"Nope."
"Bungee jumping."
"Nope."
"Karaoke."
"Hell no," Luke said.
"Hmm… dinner?" she asked. Luke chuckled.
"How did you get to dinner after bungee jumping?"
"It's just the way my mind works."
"Fair enough. Yes, dinner is involved," he told her. She pumped her fist in victory.
"I knew it."
"Yup, you're a real mastermind," he deadpanned.
"Ah, you can try to be annoyed by me, but I know you love it," she surmised. He tried to hide a grin that told her she was right.
A few minutes later, Lorelai piped up again. "Okay, are we getting close? Because as cute as these shoes are, they really weren't made for walking the entire length of Hispaniola."
Just then, Luke stopped walking. "Actually, we're here."
Lorelai followed his gaze and her eyes went wide a she took it in. They were standing in front of an open-air restaurant directly on the beach. The dining area was dimly lit with strings of lights swooping across the grass ceiling, and candles flickering about. There were only eight tables, each set for two guests with a single pink flower in the middle, flanked by candles. Slow Latin music played at a low volume, completing the intimate, romantic vibe
As they approached, the hostess, dressed in all white, welcomed them at the entrance and led them to their table. She gave them each a menu with upscale dishes to select from, and took their drink orders before leaving them to their date.
"Um, wow," Lorelai said once they were alone. "I didn't even know this place was here."
"It's the only restaurant on the resort you need a reservation for," Luke told her. "I thought it'd be nice to take you somewhere special."
She smiled at him. "This has been a great first date so far."
"Well, let's at least make it to the appetizers before you give your final verdict. There's still lots of time for me to blow the whole thing," he joked as he looked over the menu. She regarded him thoughtfully for a moment, before asking the question on her mind.
"What made you do all of this?"
Luke caught her questioning gaze and set his menu down before reaching across the table to take her hands in his. "Lorelai, I know I've said this before, but I want you to really understand. This thing between you and me, it's not a fling; at least for me it isn't. I want to be with you. I want a future with you."
Lorelai could see his sincerity as he spoke from the heart. She swallowed back a surge of emotion as she accepted the reality of what they were doing here, what they would be to each other when they returned to their regular lives. The middle she was looking for was right here, hers for the taking.
One look in his eyes told her everything she needed to know.
"I want that too," she said gently, squeezing his hands. She huffed a laugh at how emotional she was feeling. Luke smiled.
"Good," he said, relieved. He went on. "And plus, if our kids ever ask about how we got together, I need a better story than, 'We spent four solid days in bed.'"
Laughing at the image, she teased, "Hey, we weren't just in bed. We were also on the couch, in the shower, up against the door…"
"You see my point," he cut in before she could continue.
"Yeah, I see your point," she conceded. She took a beat, before homing in on the other part of his comment. "Kids, huh?"
Luke shrugged. "We have time to work out the specifics."
Just then, the server came with their drinks, interrupting the moment to take their order, before moving on to another couple.
Lorelai took a sip of her wine and regarded Luke for a minute.
"What?" he asked when he noticed her appraising gaze.
She shook her head, laughing at the long list of sappy things she wanted to say to him, things that she might only let pass her lips if she was drunk, or panting in bed.
She settled on something else. "Kids would be good."
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As the night went on, the conversation flowed as easily as the wine. Lorelai and Luke enjoyed each other's company in this formal setting, each taking turns coming up with more and more outlandish 'first date questions', to make up for the fact that they already knew so much about each other.
"Favourite state," Luke posed.
"Of the union, or of existence?"
"Don't get deep on me," he warned.
"Dirty." He rolled his eyes as she giggled at her own joke. "My favourite state of the union has to be Maine. I know that's a weird choice, but it's beautiful there."
"I've never been," he confessed.
"How is that possible? We live in Connecticut."
"Just never went that way. Spent a lot of time in New Hampshire, had some family there on my mom's side," he explained.
"Well, you and I are going to Maine, my friend. I need to show you all the hip joints," she decided. Luke smiled.
"Sounds good to me. Your turn," he prompted.
"Umm, man, I'm running out," she said, taking a moment to think. "Oh! Weirdest place you've ever had sex!" Luke shot her a glare.
"You really do have a one-track mind, don't you?" She shrugged, unbothered, and waited for his answer. "The back of my truck," he admitted. She gasped.
"Oh. My. God. I need details, immediately," she demanded.
Luke sighed. "It was high school," he said, as if that was an explanation in itself.
"Do go on. Who was it with? Rachel?" she asked.
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I have to know who I'm competing with when we go parking," she explained, as if it was obvious.
"Uh, no. I'm not 18 anymore, so there will be no parking," he said, firmly.
"Oh come on, Luke. I can't let this mystery girl win."
"There's nothing to win. Trust me, you have no competition," he told her. Lorelai smiled at his uneasy compliment.
"That's nice of you to say. I'll let it go – for now – but rest assured, I will get that tidbit out of you eventually."
"If you say so," he said easily.
"Ah, my four favourite words," Lorelai said dreamily. Luke chuckled and sipped his beer.
"Okay, last question. It's a doozy, you ready?" Luke asked. Lorelai straightened up in her seat.
"Hit me with it, I'm ready."
Luke spared a glance toward a makeshift dancefloor near the bar, where a few couples were already spinning in circles.
"Will you dance with me?"
Lorelai could have melted at the smile on his face. She broke out in a wide grin.
"Yes," she said easily. "Let's dance."
The slow songs kept coming as Luke held her close, spinning in slow circles. Her hand was tucked safely in his, and she rested her head on his shoulder as they went. With her eyes closed, little remained in her world beyond the melody, and Luke. She felt perfectly content in her lover's arms on the last night of their trip, knowing that when they returned home, everything would be different. Everything would be better.
Luke placed a kiss on the side of her head as he continued to lead their movements. They felt right like this, their bodies just seemed to fit. He heard her sigh, her breath hitting his neck as she nuzzled in closer, dropping a kiss on the salty skin there.
She pulled back a little so she could see him. "Is there more planned for tonight?"
"Nope. After this I walk you back to the room, kiss you goodnight, and wait three to five days to call you so I don't look desperate," he joked. Lorelai grinned.
"I have a small amendment to that plan, if you're open to it."
"What's that?"
"Take me back to our room and I'll show you," she said in a low tone. Luke smiled and leaned in to kiss her tenderly, letting it linger for a moment before pulling back.
"Let's go."
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Luke and Lorelai laid in bed, naked, save for her new necklace, lips moving delicately together. The evening had led them here, as if it was an inevitability, and although this was their last night together on the island, neither felt rushed.
Lorelai straddled him as she kissed him. His hands stroked the length of her back, starting in her hair, down to her ass, and back up again, in slow repetitive movements. Lorelai loved the feeling his hands on her body. The coarseness from years of hard work played against her sensitive skin in a way that was incredibly tantalizing.
At some point, Lorelai repositioned herself and he slipped easily into her heat, but only a gentle rocking was added to their motions. She didn't want to come to completion yet, didn't want to take him there. She just wanted to feel him inside of her.
Luke groaned at the sensation of being sheathed within her. She felt better than he ever could have imagined, and holding her here with his cock resting inside was doing wild things to his body. He forced himself to remain as still as possible, to let her take the lead. He chose to simply enjoy the feeling of connectedness as they kissed and touched, soft moans leaving their lips every-so-often, reminding them that this was the best feeling in the world.
Luke's tongue slipped through her parted lips, and hers came out to touch it in slow strokes, winding around one another like a dance. He marveled at the way she could make his entire body come alight with just her mouth. He had always been a fan of kissing, but this was something else. As she angled her head to take it deeper, he wondered if he had ever truly kissed anyone before Lorelai. This surely was the way it was meant to be done.
Luke's roaming hands eventually found a more permanent home, coming to rest on her ass, aiding her movements as her rocking developed into something more determined. He pulled her down a little harder, a little faster, his heartrate picking up as she worked his cock within her.
Unable to take the slow pace any longer, Lorelai broke their kiss and sat upright on top of him. Luke grunted as he slid in deeper and she began to truly ride him. Her hips moved back and forth as she locked eyes with him. He held her hips firmly, helping her along as she went. When her hands went to her breasts and she began groping herself, Luke nearly lost control. She was pure sex when she was like this, her entire body radiated it, and she seemed to bask in the glow of eroticism.
Few words were spoken as she worked herself on top of him. The story was told in grunts, moans and sighs, getting louder as they began to feel the heat between them.
Luke began to move up into her, bending at the knees for leverage. Lorelai braced herself on his chest as she began to move up and down his shaft, meeting each of his upward thrusts by bearing down on him, tightening her walls around him on retreat. She heard him gasp the first time she did it, and committed to doing it until he came to completion.
"Ung, Lorelai," Luke groaned. He hit harder, lifted her higher for longer strokes, moved as fast as he could from beneath her.
"Yes," Lorelai whispered. "Come for me, Luke," she begged him, meeting his pace thrust for thrust.
His brow furrowed in concentration as he tried to hold out. He had always subscribed to the 'she comes first' model, but the way she was giving it to him, the way she had prolonged this, it was impossible to hold back.
When he came, he did so with a powerful grunt and gasping breaths. He pounded up into her as he emptied inside, his body quaking with the intensity of it. Lorelai rode him until he couldn't take it anymore, her eyes locked on his face as he was overcome with pleasure. Watching him come apart was quickly becoming one of her favourite things.
Luke took a minute to catch his breath. He knew she hadn't come, and that just wasn't acceptable to him.
Lorelai shrieked in laughter as Luke dumped her to the side. He kissed her hard, giving her his tongue and taking what he could from her before he started down her body.
He didn't linger on any one place. Her breasts each got a courtesy lick and nip, but he was single-minded in his journey. He settled between her legs and pushed her knees apart, and before Lorelai could fully comprehend what was next, his mouth was on her.
Luke sucked her clit into his mouth, causing her to gasp, and then relieved it with a determined stroke of his tongue. She moaned at his transition to quick flicks, and then repeated the three-step process.
Lorelai had already been close. The sex was almost enough to take her over the top, but what Luke was doing to her now guaranteed a bigger, more satisfying orgasm. She grasped handfuls of the sheets as her hips moved against his mouth, urging him on.
"Oh yes," Lorelai whispered as the intensity built. Luke went harder.
She said his name. He went faster.
She began to lose control. He sucked her into his mouth.
She cried out, her body seized, and her hips jerked wildly as she came, hard. Luke continued to tongue her clit until she was reduced to a shivering mass of limbs on the bed.
Lorelai's eyes were heavy as Luke kissed his way back up her body. This time, he spent more time on her breasts, getting his fill, causing her breathing to pick up again. He didn't care, he was addicted to her body and planned on taking all he could get before they returned to their regular lives.
When his lips finally found hers again, she met him with a hard, hot kiss that knocked him backward as she settled above him on her side. Luke tangled one hand in her hair and held her there as they kissed, eventually stepping down the intensity until finally their lips were just moving in languid patterns.
When they finally separated, Lorelai met Luke's small smile with one of her own. She adjusted down and settled in at his side, her head on his shoulder, her arm across his belly. She dropped a kiss to his pec, and then two more for good measure, before relaxing against him with a sigh.
"I can't believe we have to go home tomorrow. I want to stay right here, right like this with you," she said, her voice coarse from the vocal workout he had put her through.
Luke kissed the top of her head. "Me too."
She peered up at him, a smile playing on her lips. "This has been a really great first date," she told him. He chuckled at that.
"Only took us seven years to get here."
A/N – Just one chapter left! Thanks again for all the love, guys. You make this stuff so fun to write.
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