Luke returned to the diner with a bit more life in his step. He served food and drinks, made conversation with the locals, made up a fresh batch of pies and all the while spent his day wondering what she was up to. He imagined her in his bed in various positions, on his couch, in his shower, on his dining table. All variations of the same thing that had greeted him earlier. No matter where she was, when he opened the door and found her, she beckoned him to her with a crooked finger and a smile, wearing nothing but his shirt. When the final patrons left the diner and he finished cleaning up, he put a slice of pie into a box and a club sandwich with fries into another box then made the quick journey up to his apartment. He found the kitchen to be empty, the living room void of her presence. The main bathroom was dark with the light off so he knew she was either in his bedroom or his small ensuite.

He wasn't sure which one he wanted more, all he knew was he had some making up to do after his earlier performance and this time he had the added benefit of not having an audience sitting below. He pushed open the bedroom door slowly, almost mimicking his earlier approach. The lights were off but there was still enough light to see her curled up on her side fast asleep. his heart ached at the sight. He approached the bed and crouched down beside where she lay. Her hair had fallen over her face so he reached up and brushed it aside. The simple gesture was enough to wake her and she stirred and stretched out on his bed, not caring that she was fully baring herself to him.

"What time is it?"

"Just after seven."

"Oh the diner is closed?" she half sat up and looked over at him.

"Yeah."

"Oh wait, you're here, I fell asleep."

"I noticed," he chuckled and made to step onto the bed with her.

"No, wait, go back, I wasn't ready."

"What?"

"Go back out and come back in!"

"Lorelai…" he protested but she was insistent enough that he sighed and backed away from her with an amused frown. "Out of the room or the whole apartment?"

"Just the room," she said, giggling now she covered her face with her hands. "Go on, quit stalling."

He rolled his eyes and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. As soon as she heard the latch click she jumped off the bed and reached for her knapsack on the ground below the window. She rummaged around to find what she was looking for. In the living room Luke could hear her giggling and moving about the bed. He heard the springs groaning as she bounced back on the mattress then a strange clinking sound. He stood in the kitchen tapping his foot impatiently, all manners of scenarios running through his head until he heard her call out his name.

"I'm ready Luke!"

He bolted across the room and swung the door open then stood agape as he took her in. She was lying on his bed with both hands handcuffed to the headboard. She had discarded his shirt and wore nothing but a pale pink ribbon around her neck and he could see a key he presumed was to go with the cuffs, nestled between her breasts, and a pair of chiffon thigh high stockings.

She watched him with a triumphant smile as he stood transfixed to the spot and let his eyes roam over her unashamedly. When he found the power to move again he started to approach as as he got closer he pulled his shirt off over his head, toed off his shoes and pulled off his socks. He stood by the bedside in nothing but his jeans and she let her eyes feast on the sight of his broad muscular chest, dusting of hair that tapered off below his waist. When she cuffed herself to the bed she thought of the look on his face and was delighted to see it was pure shock and arousal. But what she hadn't factored in was her own arousal and how she was not going to be unable to stroke her fingers through his hair, rake her nails over his chest and back and would instead have to be completely passive.

He was watching her face and seemed to take in her conflict but with a predatory smile he reached out and cupped her chin. He leaned down, kissed her gently then let his hand trail featherlight touches from her throat, between her breasts, over her flat stomach, through the soft curls between her legs and down the inside of one of her long stocking covered legs to circle her ankle.

"You look incredible." he muttered it aloud, his eyes were transfixed on his hand roaming over her body.

"You know, I didn't really think this through...maybe you should uncuff me…"

His eyes shot up to hers and for a brief second she saw nothing but concern behind his deep blue but it was quickly replaced by amusement and a mischievous smile. "If you truly are uncomfortable, and you want me to release you, I will do so in a heartbeat." he said and he leaned down to kiss her gently. "But…" he let his lips move against hers and she felt him smile. "If you just want to get out so you can put your hands all over me, then I'm afraid I need you to stay as you are so you don't distract me."

She giggled as he spoke and squirmed under his touch when his hands continued to stroke and massage her from her ankles to her throat. He knelt up on the bed and straddled one of her legs. He leaned forward with his hands either side of her shoulders and bent down to kiss her. She opened her mouth and welcomed him in. As his tongue stroked the inside of her mouth she lifted her leg a little to press against his groin and he ground against her with a moan.

"Not this time Gilmore," he muttered and he pressed her leg down onto the bed. He moved to lie between her legs completely, let his hands roam up and down her sides and kissed her belly with a smile. "You're incredible."

"You're not so bad yourself."

"No, I mean…" He got up on all fours and crawled up her body so they were nose to nose, eyes locked. "I mean…" He frowned as he tried to think of the words to express the thoughts and emotions that were soaring around inside but he was failing.

She pursed her lips and kissed him then let her head sink back into the pillow so he could see her smiling. Luke looked at her for a moment more then his smile turned from soft to cheeky as he lowered his head and kissed her breasts. He laved her nipples with his tongue stimulating them into taut peaks. She arched her back to press her breasts into his face and he slipped one hand beneath her to lift her to him as he switched his attention to her torso and trailed a wet path of kisses to her pubic bone.

He could smell her arousal and it made his already erect cock twitch and strain against the confines of his jeans. One of his hands was under her butt, massaging her cheek as the other reached up her body to fondle her breasts and he lowered his face between her legs to inhale her scent. She moaned and gasped then jerked her hips when his tongue came out to lick her.

"I've been downstairs all day thinking about this," he said, his voice and breath tickling her and making her squirm.

"I've been up here thinking about it too." He chuckled, kissed her mound, nuzzled her with his nose then let his tongue lap her slowly from the bottom to the top before he slipped it between her folds and sought out her clit.

"Oh yeah," she moaned and moved her hips to encourage him to repeat the move but he didn't need any encouragement.

He moved his tongue down to her entrance, and circled it with the tip before slipping it in slightly. She moaned again her hands straining in the cuffs as she tried to move them to grab him. "Luke," she pleaded but he only chuckled and thrust his tongue into her again. She cried out and bucked her hips but his hands grasped her midriff to hold her steady as he moved his focus from her entrance to her clit.

He flitted between both points of pleasure, back and forth, stalling every now and then to pull her back from the edge, then dove back in to lift her to her peak. She felt her bubble of ecstasy growing and shrinking, her pleasure purely under his control and adoration. She whimpered when he paused, moaned when he drove her on and pleaded for him to let her finish.

"This isn't fair," she half cried when he took her to the precipice once again but drew his head back and looked up at her squirming.

"Hey, you got yourself into this mess, just tell me to release you and I'll do it in a second..." he said, his chin on her belly as he looked up at her. He could feel her wet crotch against the top of his chest and it was driving him wild but he was having way too much fun with her to end this now. He waited for her response. Her eyes darted from his hands on her breasts as they idly stroked and massaged her and his predatory smile that curved his lips just so, barring a few teeth and his full intent. When she didn't say anything he chuckled. "That's what I thought."

He returned his focus back to her clit and flicked it back and forth with his tongue before sucking it into his mouth and humming around it tenderly.

"Oh…" she groaned and squirmed but before she could push him to take her higher he released her completely and stood away from her. She looked up as he stood at the end of the bed and started to undo his belt. He walked around to the side and popped his button then slowly pulled his zipper down. She licked her lips and watched as he lowered his jeans and boxers and kicked them aside then stood next to her and watched her eyes take him in. Again her hands clinked from the cuffs and she whimpered to be released but Luke took no heed. He leaned down and kissed her tenderly then carefully came onto the bed and straddled her chest.

His cock rested between her breasts and she looked down at the tip, her eyes wide and expectant. Luke leaned forward and braced himself off the wall with one hand as he rolled his hips and made his cock rub against the valley between her breasts, his thighs pushing her breasts together to cushion him tightly. Luke moaned at the sensation and she looked up to his eyes and watched as he lost himself temporarily. Then with his free hand he cradled her head and lifted it off the pillow and in an instant she knew what he wanted her to do.

He rolled his hips forward and she opened her mouth to take in his tip, used her tongue to rasp across the top and smiled when he let out a guttural moan that surprised even him. She opened her mouth wider, craned her neck towards him and took him in further, each inch causing him to moan louder.

"Fuck, yeah…" he pushed the words out past his breath that was lodged in his throat and grunted when she sucked on him and hummed. "Shit, wait!" He pulled himself out of her mouth and removed his hand from the back of her head to let her drop back onto the pillow.

"Sorry," she said with a smile, knowing she was close to taking him over the edge. He wagged his finger at her and shuffled out of her reach, letting his cock drag its way down her body until it brushed her mound and made her sigh. "Luke…"

"Almost."

He continued his journey south until he was back in place with his face between her legs. He hooked both of her legs over his shoulders, splayed one hand out on her belly where his thumb was gently stroking her soft curls and the other hand reached up to fondle her breast.

He nuzzled her softly, kissed the inside of her thigh, licked the crevice as far down as he could reach then pointed his tongue and slipped it into her. Her hips bucked and he used his hand on her belly to steady her then licked her in an increasing rhythm. He sucked her skin, thrust his tongue into her then moved his hand to reach her clit and massaged that in time with his tongue. Lorelai fought her way through the fog in her brain to the peak of her pleasure, clamped her thighs around his head to keep him in place then bucked her hips and rode him over the edge where she melted into the mattress in a puddle of moans and screams.

"Luke." she said, not for the first time, elongating his name into a throaty moan that made his cock twitch.

"Stay with me," he urged as his tongue continued to assault her then moved to sit up and placed his cock right at her entrance. Even here he could feel her twitching as her orgasm took hold then he took her hips in both hands and pushed himself right into the hilt of his cock. They both gasped at the sensation and her inner muscles caught him and stroked him furiously.

He pulled all the way out, used his hand to move his cock across her clit and down her crevice to her entrance and pushed all the way in again. This time her groan was more vocal and he looked at her face to see if he had hurt her but she was lost in a wave of pleasure. He repeated the move, each time her moans getting louder until the last one when he thought the neighborhood would be knocking on his door to see what was happening.

He slipped his hands beneath her butt to lift her up a bit and change the angle and this time when he thrust into her he managed to get deeper and her eyes fluttered closed at the sensation. Her body was a boneless mass, purely there for him to position and with each thrust her orgasm gripped her tighter, and held her hostage.

"Lorelai…" he said as if in warning to let her know he was about to finish and she opened her eyes, locked them with his and licked her lips. His fingers dug into her hips, held her in place and he pounded into her with abandon, moving the bed back and forth, banging the headboard off the wall and with each clink of the cuffs his cock throbbed against her inner walls until she felt the cusp of another orgasm squeeze him from the inside. "Fuck."

He thrust into her as his own orgasm exploded, his hips slapping against hers, his cock twitching forcefully against her as he came and continued to move inside her. She was holding him to her with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist until eventually he slowed down and finally stopped. He hung over her panting desperately to catch his breath then with a grunt fell atop of her and melted with her.

Forgetting again she was cuffed to the bed she moved her hands to try and reach out to him but she was met with only resistance.

"Luke," she whispered and she shook her wrists.

"Mhmmm?" he said without moving his head, his voice muffled.

"Untie me."

Without hesitating he lifted himself off her and crawled up her body to kneel beside her head. He took the ribbon from around her neck and uncuffed one hand then the other. He tossed the cuffs onto the bedside table and took her wrists in both hands to massage them tenderly. The cuffs had left slight red marks on her inner wrists and he felt immediately contrite for his hand in causing her any discomfort.

"Hurt?"

"No."

"Good." He lifted her hands to his lips and kissed the inside of each wrist then slid down onto the bed and snuggled her in next to him. "Comfy?" he asked. She had her head on his shoulder, one hand idly scratching the hair on his chest and the other curled under her pillow. One leg stretched out alongside his while the other was draped across his midriff.

"Mmmm," she moaned and smiled, kissed his shoulder and sank even further into the bed. He returned the gesture with a kiss to her temple and the hand that was resting along her back pressed her into him before relaxing and tracing soft circles into her small of her back.

"Lorelai…" he whispered and after a moment when she didn't respond, he said it again. "Lorelai…"

This time she stirred but her eyes remained closed. He looked down at their intertwined bodies and heard the words he wanted to say roll around in his head but he seemed incapable of actually speaking them aloud.

"If you are about to ask if I am hungry, you'll be met with a resounding yes!" she said, her voice throaty and whispered.

"I have pie in the kitchen."

"Pie?" What the hell are we doing in here then!" she scrambled off the bed with a speed and agility her earlier languid position belied. She snatched his shirt off the floor and pulled it on over her head and he watched as she bounded out of the room and into the kitchen. He chuckled and hurried to catch up with her, pulling on a pair of sweats and a henley top on the way.

"Hey!" he heard her exclaim as he approached. "There were fries in here!"

"There still are." he came up behind her and wrapped her into a hug.

"But they are cold and soggy."

"I got a little distracted." He kissed her neck.

"We're going to have to have a talk about your focus levels young man."

"Sorry, I'll do better next time,"

"So what does a girl have to do to get a fresh batch of fries around here?"

"Nothing that you haven't been doing all evening already!"

"Can payment be applied retroactively, or do I need to do a repeat performance?"

"This time I'll allow retroactive payment." he kissed her neck again and squeezed her into a hug then released her. "I'll be back in a bit."

Luke went down to the diner to prepare their food and Lorelai took the reprieve to take a shower. When she finished and dried off she used his toothbrush to clean her teeth and slipped his shirt back on. Instead of pulling on the thigh high stockings again she rummaged in her pack and donned a pair of navy short shorts then stepped back into the kitchen as he came back up the stairs.

"Perfect timing." she rubbed her hands together and sat at the table where he put out the dish of fries. She grabbed the ketchup and put a large dollop on one side, then did the same with mayo. She liberally doused salt and vinegar over them all then turned to him with a devilish smile and bit into one.

"Good?"

"Delicious."

"There is a club sandwich in there too which is still good if you want it."

"I may have already eaten half." He lifted the lid of the take out box to see she had indeed eaten half of the sandwich. "But I left the rest for you."

"No that's ok, I made it for you."

"What will you have?"

Luke looked at her with a cheeky grin as if battling with the words in his head. "I'm not hungry, I already ate."

"Dirty!" she said with a giggle and she slapped his arm playfully.

"I'm going to go grab a shower." he stood and kissed the top of her head as he walked across the room towards the bathroom. By the time he was finished and came out to the kitchen she had finished the food and was just finishing cleaning up after herself.

"Lorelai, you didn't need to do that."

"Its ok, its the least I can do, after all I'm kind of an uninvited houseguest."

"Never uninvited, always welcome."

"Well whatever way you look at it, I kind of crashed your weekend, so it's the least I can do, really."

"You can crash my weekend any time you damn well please," he said with a chuckle as he started to boil the kettle to make tea. "Especially if it means I get to have the best damn sex I've ever had!"

"The best?" It wasn't until she made her remark that he realized he had said that second part aloud and he screwed his eyes shut then turned to her with an embarrassing blush creeping up his neck to take residence in his cheeks. "Don't you dare try to take that back!" she said with a laugh as she came over to him and circled her arms around his neck. With their foreheads pressed together and his arms now around her waist she spoke again, this time her voice softer and more filled with wonder. "The best huh?"

"By a long shot," he admitted and locked his eyes with hers to let her know he meant it.

She smiled then kissed his lips gently and pulled him into a tight hug. "Good to know."

"Um...how about you?" he asked.

"Well…" she paused and he felt his heart pause along with her. "I suppose…"

"Suppose?"

"I mean, it's not bad!"

His eyes widened but when he saw her smile and her eyes twinkle he knew he'd been had. His hands moved from the small of her back to her waist and tickled her. She squealed and tried to squirm away from him but he pulled her to him, her back pressed to his chest as he circled her waist with one hand and held in her place so he could tickle her with the other.

She cried out, begged him to stop but he was merciless, loving too much how her body twisted and rubbed against him until finally when she lost her breath he released her. Panting she stepped away from him, the tail end of her laugh still resounding around the room as she sat down to finish her food and he resumed making his tea.

He brewed a pot of coffee for her and carried both mugs over to the table by the couch. When she finished eating she joined him and sipped her coffee with a contented smile. Slinking lower against the cushions she lifted her feet onto his lap and he rested one hand on her ankle while the other surfed the stations for something to watch.

"There! Wait, go back…" she insisted and made him revert the direction of his channel surf. "There!"

"What is this?"

"A movie!"

"What movie?"

"The Swimmer. Starring Burt Lancaster."Luke tossed the remote onto the cushion by her and instead used both hands to hold her feet. She half turned towards the tv and he started to rub the sole of one foot with his thumbs. "Mmmm, that's nice!"

He smiled and continued his ministrations on one foot, then the other. She sighed when he found her pressure points, and curled and stretched her toes under his touch.

"So, Ellie called earlier." he said and her eyes flew open. She turned to face him to wait for him to continue. She had wanted to ask him about her all day but was reluctant to do so until he brought it up.

"How is she?"

"Great. Flight got in on time, Rachel met her and they went for dinner and then home. Today they went to explore the city."

"Sounds pretty good."

"Yeah," he said more with a sigh than his voice.

Lorelai sat up and rubbed his shoulder. He turned to her with a rueful smile and shrugged.

"C'mon, let's go to bed. You probably have to get up at dawn, and I need to go to home in the morning before I go to work."

She stood and reached her hands down to help him to his feet then they both went into his bedroom. She remade the bed, while he went into the bathroom and when he emerged she took her turn. She came back out to find him sitting on the end of the bed with his hands dangling between his knees.

"Hey," she whispered as she crouched before him.

"Hi."

"C'mon," she took his hands and pulled him to the side of the bed then slipped out of her shorts and his shirt, pulled the duvet back and slipped in between the cool sheets. "You want to be big spoon or little spoon?

"Huh?" he looked down at her for a confusing moment then realized what she was asking. "Little spoon," he said with a smile and she scooted back on the single mattress to make room for him. He lost his clothing and followed her into the bed then turned his back to her and let her snuggle up behind him. He sighed with undisguised pleasure when her breasts pressed against his back and her crotch nestled against his butt. He tugged the arm she had around his waist up his chest and held it against his heart and felt himself relax. She kissed his shoulder and squeezed him against her then relaxed with him.

Hours had passed and Luke was still awake. Her grip on him had loosened and he figured she was asleep by the soft rhythmic breathing he could hear. his mind replayed the events of the day. A Sunday for him usually consisted of one or two hours of busy service at the diner, running through homework with Ellie, before they had dinner and maybe watched a movie, if she wasn't at Lane's. But this Sunday was nothing like he had ever experienced. Lorelai had brought this light into his world that he couldn't ever see extinguished.

She was vibrant and full of energy, sweet and thoughtful and seemed to genuinely care about how he was feeling but never pressed the issue. He was never one for talking things out and it was if she sensed that and let him broach the topic at hand. Ellie. His mind wandered to what she might be doing but realizing she as an hour behind he figured she was still up and chatting with her mother. He could almost see her excited face as she recounted stories from their day, laughing and smiling and though the pain in his heart was enough to bring tears to his eyes, the thought of her happiness held them at bay.

Luke let himself relax and sighed when he felt her snuggle into him. He closed his eyes over, basked in the sensation and fell asleep.

When his alarm rang the next morning he slapped it off with one strike and settled back against her before she could wake. But it was too late, the beeping had woken her immediately and the sensation of his body against hers had soothed the shock of the early morning intrusion.

"Sorry," he muttered over his shoulder. "Bit early for you I'm guessing."

"That's ok." she whispered into the stillness of the morning. "What time is it anyway?"

"Five twenty."

"Five Twenty? In the morning?" She half sat up behind him to look over his shoulder at the alarm clock on the bedside table. "In that case, I take it back, it is a bit early." she fell back onto the bed behind him, He chuckled at her and started to get out of bed. "Where do you think you are going?" she asked and she tugged on his shoulder to pull him back into bed.

"Up. I need to get showered and dressed and be in the diner in twenty five minutes to meet my bread guy."

"Twenty five minutes?" She smiled impishly as she pushed him onto his back and slid on top of him. "That's loads of time."

"Lorelai…" he tried to restrain her but his body was already responding and by the look in her eyes she could tell. "You are intoxicating," he said before he lifted his head enough off the pillow to kiss her. What started off as a slow languid morning kiss, quickly became heated and lustful. Her legs that had been resting atop of his, their feet mingling fell to his sides as she straddled him.

His hands curved around the cheeks of her ass and he pulled them apart at the same time as he pushed up into her, grinding his cock against her damp mound. She gasped at the sensation and matched his thrust with one of her own making him gasp back. With her hands on his chest she pushed herself up into a seated position, lifted herself off him enough to make room for him to position himself at her entrance and when he rubbed the tip of his cock from her clit, between her folds to slip into her she moaned and closed her eyes. Before taking his hand back he dragged it back up the path his cock had just taken then stroked her clit in slow circles. Her hips matched the movement of her fingers and she slowly descended on his stiff cock as she rotated around him.

Luke bit his lip in an effort to hold onto his control and released a lung full of air when she finally took him in completely and stilled. She seemed to need the reprieve too and took a moment to bask in the feeling of him filling her as his hands massaged her butt. When she moved, it was slowly, a soft pace that woke every nerve from the top of her head to her curled toes.

"Lorelai…" he spoke softly, encouraged her movements to keep pace and waited for her to respond. "Lorelai." he said again and squeezed her ass to get her attention.

"Hmmm?" she rolled her head forward and opened her eyes to find him watching her with a crooked smile. His fingers kept her hips moving when he felt her slow down and he watched her for a while then let his smile widen.

"Morning sex...my favorite sex."

She chuckled and he squeezed her hips to make her move faster as he bucked up into her to counter her thrusts. Soon he had her gasping, moaning for her release to hit her and squeezed his cock with her inner muscles to make sure he was right there alongside her. When he grunted her name, and his fingers dug into her skin she cried out and tossed her head back, giving him a delicious view of her bouncing breasts as her orgasm shuddered around her, around him and finally pulled him over the edge. Luke sat up as he came, engulfed her in a hug, crushed her breasts against his chest and rode through his pleasure with her banded to him like that, his voice muffled by her shoulder.

"Jesus…" he kissed her skin where he had bitten her, leaned back and rested his hands on the mattress behind him so he could look at her. She smiled, turned her hair behind her ears with both hands then let her hands rest on his shoulders and leaned forward to kiss his temple.

"Favorite sex?"

"By far."

"Why?"

"I dunno, because you're still half way between asleep and awake and everything is heightened and dream like."

"You're a romantic Luke Danes," she said with a scoff and squeezed her hips and inner muscles making him jerk.

"Whoa, careful!" he lifted her off him and placed her on the bed next to him then stood up and walked into the bedroom. She heard the shower run but moments later he came back out and grabbed a towel from the press. When he went back into the bathroom she got up and dressed into a short plaid pleated skirt and a navy sweater. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, tying her shoelaces when he emerged with a towel slung low on his hips.

"You're dressed."

"Yeah, I know, it's a strange sight. One you haven't seen in quite some time." She stood up and started to gather her things from around the room to shove back into her knapsack. "But unfortunately I need to go home and get ready for work."

"You could shower here." He came up behind her and circled her waist with his arms as she was bent over the bed fidgeting through her bag. He pulled her back against him and swayed his own hips from side to side.

"Yeah I could," she stood up and leaned back into him. "But then I would end up back in your bed, undressed and late for work."

"That wouldn't be so bad." He kissed her neck, her shoulder and her ear.

"Luke, stop," she said with a laugh and turned in his arms to face him and dodge his kissing. "I really need to go."

"I know." He stopped trying to manhandle her and loosened his grip. "I was just enjoying the idea of having you lying up here naked while I was working down stairs."

"Well sorry to disappoint but I have Benjamins I need to earn if I want to be able to pay you for coffee."

"We could come to some other arrangements." he pulled her closer and kissed her neck again. She could already feel his cock stiffening against her thigh.

"Stop!" she swatted him away. and looked down at his crotch, the obviously tented fabric of his towel making her eyes widen. "Already?"

"Always." He grabbed her and pulled her to him and with one swift move hooked his arm under her butt and lifted her up. Her legs circled his waist and he steered her back towards the wall. He kissed her neck, suckled on her shoulder while one hand held her up and the other found its way under her sweater to her breasts. He laughed possessively when he covered one and realized she wasn't wearing a bra. His hand moved to the hem of her skirt and slipped up and under her thigh to her ass where he discovered she wasn't wearing panties either. Luke growled at his discovery, pulled on his towel to drop to the floor then moved his cock to massage her crevice. He stroked himself as he brushed his tip against her clit, circled it slowly and slipped it between her folds until he could feel her juices spreading around her and slowly dripping down his shaft. All the while his tongue was tantalizing the skin on her neck and shoulder. He moved himself to her entrance and slipped right in to her fully.

"Ahhh." he moaned into her mouth at the sensation and when her tongue pushed its way into his mouth he pulled out and pounded right back in. Her hands gripped his shoulders and her hips tightened around him. He thrust into her in an ever increasing rhythm, using the wall as leverage and keeping her aloft with his arms, his hands on the cheeks of her ass, holding them apart to ensure their connection.

"Harder," she moaned softly into his ear then bit her lip. His fingers dug into her and he bowed his head as he pulled her to him when he thrust forward. He pushed her back to the wall as he pulled out and repeated the motion over and over. "Yeah, fuck me…"

Her words, her voice, her fingers buried in his hair, along with her breasts crushing against his chest and the strange scratchy sensation of her skirt against his midriff all did wonderful things to his nerves, but when she moaned, low and guttural and squeezed his inner muscles he lost it. He grunted along with his release, screwed his eyes shut and tried desperately to get in as many strokes into her as he could but lost all resolve when her orgasm milked him from the inside.

He wasn't sure how he managed to stay standing but with his knees locked and her back pressed into the wall he was stuck like that for another while. He was sure the minute he moved he would collapse onto the floor in a mess she would have to mop up. But eventually he knew he had to release her. He let his hands slip away from her ass, up her ribs to her back and took a step away from the wall to let her find the floor with her feet.

Her skirt fell back into place and she sashayed her hips to smooth it out then looked at him with a wide grin.

"You, Luke Danes, are insatiable."

"Only for you." he leaned down and kissed her.

"I need to get out of here before I get to used to being your sex slave." she went across the room and grabbed her bag as he bent over to pick up his towel and retie it around his waist.

"Wouldn't be so bad."

"No, it wouldn't." she stopped in front of him and leaned up on tip toes to kiss him on the lips. "See you later?"

"You better."

She winked and walked out of his apartment. Luke checked the time and dressed as quick as he could then hurried down to the diner to let in his bread guy who was just pulling up outside.