The Jealousy Game

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Luke sipped his drink at the booth in the corner of the bar, watching her from afar as she talked to the bartender. He didn't know what they were saying, but he could see her smiling and giggling with him, and could see the look in the bartender's eyes as he talked to her. Luke knew that look. Luke had been giving her that look for as long as he'd known her.

It was all part of the game. They'd played a few times before, and it was a simple concept, really. They'd go out to a party, or a bar, or anywhere that she could flash her smile at another guy for a few minutes and ignite Luke's jealousy a little. Just a little, just enough for them to have something to play off of. And then they'd go home and he'd put that jealous energy to good use.

He wasn't always in the mood for the game, he didn't always feel like jumping into the dominant role it required of him. But they hadn't done this in awhile and when she suggested they do it tonight, he immediately agreed. He was in the mood to be in charge, and she was in the mood to be submissive.

A cab had dropped them off at the bar just a little while ago. They sat at a booth and had a few drinks together first, flirting with each other for awhile before she went to make her move. Luke was the one who suggested the bartender... he'd noticed the way he looked at Lorelai when they'd walked in. He always noticed when she caught other people's eyes.

Lorelai had gotten up from the booth and strutted purposefully and confidently across the room to the bar. She glanced back at Luke with a sexy smile before she sat down at the bar and started chatting up the bartender. The bar area wasn't crowded, so she was getting a lot of personal attention.

Luke watched them while he kept an eye on the time, and after fifteen minutes had passed, he picked up her cell phone she'd left with him and called for a cab. He hung up, finished his drink as he watched her for a few more minutes, left a few dollars as a tip on the table, then walked over to her at the bar.

Lorelai was still talking to the bartender, and Luke put his hand on her back. "Let's go," he said.

Lorelai turned to look at him and locked her gaze with his. His eyes were narrowed, glazed over from the mixture of alcohol and jealousy and desire. She could tell he was revved up, and it turned her on.

"I have a new friend... he's very kind," Lorelai said to Luke before flashing a smile at the bartender. "Aren't you, Bobby?"

"I try," the bartender replied, distractedly wiping the counter with a towel as he avoided eye contact with Luke.

Lorelai finished up her drink, and then reached into her shirt and pulled a few dollars out of her bra. She handed it to the bartender. "Night, Bobby," she said with a wink.

The bartender nodded toward her as Luke took Lorelai's hand and led her across the bar to the front door. Once they were outside, Luke pulled her down the sidewalk a little bit and then turned around and pressed his lips to hers. Lorelai kissed him back, quickly opening her mouth to let in his probing tongue.

She moaned into the kiss as his tongue tangled with hers, and when they separated for breath, he muttered, "You know what you are?"

Lorelai brushed her lips against his before whispering, "A very bad girl?"

"Mmhmm," he said with a nod. "You know what happens to them?"

Lorelai nodded and rose up on her tiptoes to meet him at eye level. She took his bottom lip between her teeth and gently tugged on it before she breathily declared, "They get punished."

The cab arrived and brought them back to Lorelai's house. They went up to the bedroom, and as Luke flipped on the light, he said, "Take off your clothes."

He shut the door and leaned back against it with his arms folded across his chest, watching intently as she stripped away each article of clothing. When she finished by pushing her thong down her legs and kicking it aside, she stood in front of him with her arms at her side, awaiting his next command.

His cock started to react to her nakedness, and he took a deep breath before telling her, "Bend over the bed."

Lorelai turned around and took a few steps toward the bed, glancing over her shoulder at him as she leaned against the mattress. She was propped up on her elbows, and the anticipation of his next move was making her body throb with arousal.

Luke took off his shoes before walking over to her. He stood to the side of her and ran his hand down the center of her back and over her ass, letting his finger trace along her crease. Her body quivered and she moaned softly at his touch.

He gently squeezed one of her cheeks before asking her, "Were you being bad tonight?"

Lorelai glanced back at him over her shoulder, a small smile on her lips. "Yes." Luke gave a light smack to her ass cheek, and she yelped a little. "Oh, God."

He rubbed her cheek to soothe where he'd smacked it as he asked her, "What did you do that was bad?"

"I talked to the bartender."

Luke shook his head. "No, you flirted with the bartender," he corrected her. "I could see that from all the way across the room. Did you or did you not flirt with him? Don't lie to me."

Lorelai nibbled on her bottom lip for a second before admitting, "Kind of."

He smacked her ass again, a little harder this time, and she moaned from the surge of excitement pulsating through her body. "Ugh, Jesus," she muttered, burying her face in the comforter.

Luke smoothed both of his hands over her cheeks. "Was the bartender flirting back with you?"

Lorelai lifted her head from the bed and glanced back at him, nodding. "Yes."

Luke spanked her cheek again and she whimpered with pleasure. "Did you want him to fuck you?" he asked her, soothingly rubbing her ass.

Shivers rushed through her body... it drove her crazy when he talked like that. When she didn't answer him right away, too distracted by the arousal taking over her body, Luke leaned in close to her ear. "Did you... want him... to fuck you?" he repeated slowly, and he gave her ass another spank.

Lorelai gasped and groaned with pleasure. "No, I didn't," she muttered through gritted teeth.

"Did he want to fuck you?" he asked her.

"I don't know," she replied.

Luke scoffed and shook his head. "Of course you know, Lorelai. Every guy does... that's all guys want." He leaned in close to her ear again and whispered, "But I'm the only one that gets to fuck you... you like feeling me deep inside you?"

Oh, God. Sometimes she felt like she could come just from his words alone. Lorelai quickly nodded. "Mmhmm."

He squeezed her ass and then took a few steps back from her. "Stand up."

Lorelai pushed herself up from the mattress and stood in front of him. His flannel shirt came off, and then his t-shirt. Her gaze shifted downward and watched his hands as he unbuckled his belt and undid his jeans. His jeans came down, followed by his boxers, and he kicked them both aside.

He grabbed a pillow from the bed and dropped it on the floor. "Knees," he told her.

She obligingly kneeled on the pillow and he stepped closer to her. His hand gripped his cock and pulled it upward, giving her better access to his balls. He didn't have to say anything, she knew what to do. Her mouth went to work, energetically licking and sucking on them until he stepped back from her.

"Good start," he told her, nodding his head approvingly. "It looks like you really wanna show me how sorry you are for being bad, don't you?"

"Yes, I do."

"Good." Luke gave his cock a few strokes and he glanced down at his watch. "Let's see, how long should we go for this time?" He looked back at her and pondered for a moment before deciding, "I think we'll go for five minutes." He reached down and tilted her chin up to make better eye contact with her. "That's five minutes without stopping... understood?"

Lorelai nodded. "Yes."

Luke cocked his head to the side. "What happens if you stop, Lorelai? What's the rule?"

"You won't let me come."

Luke ran his fingers through her hair. "That's right. When you've been bad, you don't get to come until I let you." He took his cock in his hand and guided it toward her mouth. "Ready?"

Lorelai licked her lips before she nodded. "Yes."

Luke glanced down at his watch. "Go."

Lorelai wrapped her lips around him and swirled her tongue over his tip, and Luke groaned his approval. She began sliding her lips up and down the length of him, and he watched, captivated, as she fell into a sensual rhythm. His hands came to rest on the back of her head, trying to resist the urge to begin thrusting into her mouth.

He kept an eye on his watch as she continued, and when there was only a minute left, he told her, "One minute to go. You gonna make it?"

"Mmhmm," she hummed against him, and the vibrations sent a tingle through his entire shaft that made him groan.

"Oh, God, that feels good," he murmured toward the ceiling. She eagerly continued her ministrations until he announced, "Time."

Lorelai pulled her mouth from him and panted to catch her breath, wiggling her jaw around to try to soothe the soreness.

Luke held his hand out and helped her up to her feet, and immediately caressed her face. "You did good."

"Thank you."

Luke's hands slid down her shoulders and moved to her breasts, squeezing them and pulling lightly at her nipples, and she groaned with pleasure. "Are you turned on?" he asked her.

Lorelai quickly nodded. "Yes."

Luke ran his hands down the front of her, letting his fingers drag teasingly against the folds of her sex, and she groaned louder. "Are you wet?"

Lorelai nodded. "Yes." As Luke slipped a finger between her folds to confirm, she huffed out a breath and muttered, "Oh, God."

He pulled his finger out and then pushed it back in, making her groan. "You're soaking wet," he said, and he began slowly thrusting his finger into her. She groaned with pleasure and leaned her head back to look up toward the ceiling.

"Look at me," Luke told her, and Lorelai brought her gaze back down to meet his. "Did the bartender make you wet?"

Lorelai quickly shook her head. "No, you did."

"Are you sure it was just me?" he asked as he started thrusting into her with two fingers.

Lorelai gasped and moaned her pleasure, and clutched onto his arm to steady herself as her legs started to feel weak. "Yes... just you."

Luke pulled his fingers out of her and rubbed her folds for a moment, then nodded toward the bed. "Get on the bed."

Lorelai climbed up on the bed and lay on her back, and Luke covered her body with his. He pressed his lips against hers for a passionate kiss. "You gonna go back to being a good girl?"

"Yes." Lorelai ran her hands over his chest and pressed her lips back to his for a deep kiss before murmuring, "I'll be good now... so, so good."

Luke moved to lie beside her and propped himself up on his elbow. His hand began to caress the front of her body, moving from her breasts to her thighs and back up again. Her eyes fell closed and she was moaning softly as his hand explored her body.

"You like it when I touch you?" he asked her.

"Yes," she breathed.

Luke slipped his hand between her legs and pressed his palm against her sex. "You like it when I touch you here?"

With her eyes still closed, Lorelai whimpered her approval and quickly nodded. "Mmhmm."

Luke kept his hand between her legs as he leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Do you want me to fuck you?"

The sentence alone sent a surge of arousal through Lorelai's entire body, and her eyes fluttered open to meet his gaze. "Yes," she eagerly replied.

"With what?" Luke asked her as he slipped a finger into her wetness. "With my fingers?"

Lorelai shook her head. "No."

"With what?" he asked her again.

Lorelai brought her gaze to his hardness.

"Say it, Lorelai," he told her. "Beg for it or you don't get it."

Lorelai looked into his eyes as she declared, "Your cock. I want your cock."

Luke groaned a little as his cock twitched; her dirty talk drove him crazy just like his did to her. He positioned himself on his knees between her legs, spreading them wide apart. He took his hardness in his hand and dragged the head of it up and down her wet lips.

"Oh, God, Luke," she moaned, her chest heaving as her body shuddered in excited anticipation.

"This is what you want, isn't it?" he asked. "Beg."

"Please give it to me," Lorelai begged.

Luke shook his head disappointedly. "You can do better than that. Beg like you mean it." He began rubbing the tip of his cock in circles against her clit.

"Oh, God!" Lorelai groaned and bucked her hips. "Please give me your cock!"

"Better," he said encouragingly. "Keep going... tell me what you want."

Lorelai, staring up at him with eyes filled with desire and need and desperation, pleaded, "Please fuck me with your hard cock."

With one deep thrust, Luke buried his entire length in her wetness.

"Ohhhh, God, yes," Lorelai moaned as he filled her, her mouth dropping open as pleasure rushed through her body.

Luke began thrusting into her with long, deep, hard thrusts that had her whimpering beneath him. His fingers laced through hers and pinned both of her hands to the pillow above her head. "This what you wanted?" he asked as he slammed into her.

"Yes," she breathlessly replied. "Don't stop."

"The bartender would've loved how tight you are," Luke told her. "You think he would've fucked you this good?"

Lorelai quickly shook her head, and then moaned loudly as he picked up his already fast pace. "Oh, Jesus," she panted, her face grimacing with pleasure.

After a few minutes, he adjusted their bodies a little so his cock rubbed against her clit as it sawed in and out of her. Lorelai felt her orgasm starting to build and she looked up into his eyes. "Luke..."

Luke knew what she wanted, and he shook his head. "Not yet."

"Luuuuke," she whined and exhaled a few deep breaths, trying to keep her climax at bay. "Please... I need to come."

"Not yet," he said firmly, and he suddenly pulled out of her and sat back on his knees. "Roll over."

Lorelai rolled over onto her stomach, and as she started to push herself up on her hands and knees, he rubbed her back and said, "Stay flat."

Lorelai lay flat on her stomach, and Luke straddled the backs of her thighs. He gripped her hips and arched them up a little from the bed, and then re-entered her wetness from behind. She moaned and buried her face in the pillow as he began thrusting into her.

He rode her hard for a few minutes as his hands explored the back of her, gliding over the curves of her back, pulling at her hair, squeezing her ass as she moaned like crazy. When he was ready for a different view, he pulled out of her and moved over to lie beside her on his back.

Lorelai quickly straddled his waist and lowered herself onto his hardness. As she began riding him, his hands went to her breasts and tweaked her nipples before they began smoothing up and down her sides.

When she started to get tired, she leaned forward and placed her hands against his chest for support, and as she continued sliding up and down the length of him, her clit was grinding against his pubic bone.

Lorelai's moans were growing louder from the stimulation, and soon her climax was once again in sight. "Luke, please... I'm so close," she begged.

Luke ran his hands down her back to her ass and squeezed her cheeks. "Tell me what you want."

"To come," she panted out in between heavy breaths. "I want to come... please let me come."

Luke pressed a soft kiss to her lips before whispering, "You can come."

"Ugh, thank God," she murmured, and she started rocking faster against him, moaning, "Oh, God... oh, God... oh, God..." until her powerful orgasm ripped through her body.

She fell against him with a heavy sigh and Luke wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight to his body as he began thrusting up into her. "Stay just like that," he muttered. "Right there."

She was groaning against his shoulder as he pounded into her, and he grunted loudly as he exploded inside of her. When he finished his release, he loosened his hold on her and ran his hands affectionately up and down her back. "Oh, my God," he murmured as he exhaled a deep breath, and he kissed the top of her head. "You good?"

"Mmhmm." Lorelai slowly lifted her head to look at him. "You?"

"Yeah." Luke looked up at her face covered with sweat, her tasseled hair, her tired eyes. "Someone looks a little worn out," he said with a smirk.

"Gee, thanks for the compliment," she said, playfully smacking his chest. She ran her hand over her hair to try to fix it, then leaned down and kissed him. "But that was hot."

"Very," he agreed.

"I want more of that dirty talk," she muttered before kissing him again. "That turns me on so much."

"I know it does," he replied. "That's why I don't do it all the time."

Lorelai smiled against his lips. "You ration your dirty talk?"

"Yup. Don't want to overuse it and have it lose its powers."

Lorelai shook her head. "Oh, trust me... I swear on all that is good and holy, it won't."

"Okay, good to know," he said. "Maybe it'll show up more often."

Lorelai smiled. "Thank you in advance."

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Author's note: This scenario just randomly popped into my head, and I went with it. Let me know what you think... thanks for reading! :)