A/N: This is a bumper sized chapter to finish this story. Enjoy!

The next few days at work Lorelai focused on making her getaway with Luke a reality. She called in all her favours, worked late and came in early. She spoke with Luke over the phone and grabbed short moments in the diner in the mornings while taking a coffee to go. At night they talked until yawns were more common than words and finally one of them, usually Luke, would succumb to the need to sleep and hang up. Three days they had carried on like this until finally on wednesday night when she called he sensed a new tone in her voice.

He settled onto his bed and rested one hand behind his head as the other held the phone up against his ear. "How was your day?"

"Ugh, same as yesterday. Hectic."

"You take on too much Lorelai, you're going to burn out."

"Never!" she said with a defiant laugh. "Anyway I'm not usually this busy, just this week."

"Why just this week?"

"Because this week is special," she said with a sigh.

"Special how?"

"Special as in tomorrow we're going away."

"Tomorrow?" Luke sat up and she heard the bed sheets rustling.

"Yeah, can you swing it?"

"Yes." He spoke without hesitation and she smiled in response.

"Great. I've cleared it at work, we can leave first thing tomorrow."

"How about tonight?"

"Tonight I have to get ready."

Images of her in the bath, washing her hair, shaving her legs, lathering scented soap across her arms her chest, her breasts, flashed before his eyes and he screwed his eyes shut to get rid of the temptation to run over to hers.

"So tomorrow." He said, then added "Morning."

"Yep."

"I'll drive round and pick you up."

"Great, bring coffee."

"I will," he responded with a chuckle.

"Right, so I'm going to go get ready."

"Wait Lorelai, where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

Luke shivered with desire at the memory of the last time they drove around for a surprise and vividly recalled the sex in the car and by the lake. "But how will I know what to pack?"

"Luke all you ever wear is flannel and jeans. Just pack that." Luke harrumphed on his end of the phone when Lorelai chuckled. "And togs, pack some swimming togs."

"Okay. Togs, and coffee."

"But I have to be back in Stars Hollow on Saturday morning to meet Rory."

"That's no problem."

"So see you at 8?"

"Sure thing."

"Bye."

Lorelai hung up and hurried over to the bathroom to run a bath. As it was filling she poured in a generous amount of scented bubble bath then raced back to her room and grabbed a satchel. At her underwear drawer she pulled out some regular panties and a bra and tossed them in, then also the washed pair she had retrieved from his bed and packed them too. She selected a couple of choice lingerie sets and packed them too then realised if she didn't pack any real clothes she wouldn't be able step outside the whole time. With a chuckle, Lorelai realised that was exactly what she wanted out of her time away with Luke but common sense prevailed and she packed a couple of tops, and a skirt then picked out a pair of jeans and a tee shirt to wear when he picked her up tomorrow. Finally she fished out a deep red two piece swim suit and dropped that into the satchel that she realised was about 70% underwear as she tied up her hair and stripped.

She spent the night bathing, shaving, creaming her skin all over her body then lay on her bed, stark naked, limbs akimbo. She glanced at the clock as she rolled over onto her side and closed her eyes over with a soft sigh.

Luke hardly slept. He tossed and turned all night wondering where they might be going, wondering what she had in store, wondering if he would be able to keep it together. He was kind of happy about the forced reprieve they had had over the past few days, as that last session in his bathroom shook him more than he cared to admit. He barely had control of himself and he was sure he had hurt her as he pounded into her against the sink. She hadn't said anything, he hadn't noticed any immediate bruising but he was sure she was tender afterwards. She had made a quick escape, though he knew she just needed to go to work, it was speedy nonetheless. And he noticed she had taken the panties out from under his pillow.

He hadn't mentioned anything to her, nor her to him. And he wondered if she was truly bothered by his having them but feared her reaction if he brought it up, not that he had the opportunity. It surely wasn't something he would bring up in the diner, and it wasn't something he wanted to talk about on the phone. Maybe over the weekend he would mention something when they were alone.

He looked over at the clock and realised if he got up now he would have time to shower, pack sort out the bread delivery and get Caesar started on the breakfast prep. He kicked the sheets off and got started.

By eight o'clock, after 4 hours of clock watching he went into the kitchen to speak with Caesar then met Lane in the storeroom and went over his plans with her. She nodded sagely and all but shoved him out the door with a coffee in a to go cup and a bag full of pastries. Luke had tossed his bag into the back of the truck already and climbed in and started the engine then paused to take a deep breath. "This is happening." He muttered the words aloud and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. "This is happening and you are going to relax and enjoy it."

He pulled the truck around on the road and steered it towards her house then parked in her driveway and took another deep breath before climbing out and walking to knock on her door.

"If that's Luke, come in, I'm almost ready to go." She called out and he could tell it was from upstairs, a sure sign that she was not almost ready. "If it's not Luke, go away, I'm not home, leave a message after the beep...BEEEEEP!"

Luke smiled and opened the door but frowned at the thought that it was unlocked, probably all night. "It's Luke." he called out as he walked through her foyer and into her kitchen. "I have coffee and pastries."

"Oh Goody!" he heard her call out and clap hands then come hurrying down the stairs.

"Goody it's Luke, or Goody for pastries."

"Both!" She came up beside him and kissed his cheek then reached for the bag and pulled out a pan au chocolat.

"You ready to go?" He looked down at her and realised she was dressed with a mixture of relief and annoyance.

"Yeah I just need to shove a few toiletries into my bag and I'm done."

"You going to tell me where we're going?"

"Not yet." She bit into her pastry and sipped her coffee. Her eyes were bright with mischief.

"Hey," he put a hand on her shoulder and made her turn to face him fully. "I missed you."

"You did?" Luke nodded then leaned in to kiss her gently on the lips. A soft chaste kiss full of the desire that had been coursing through his body over the last few days without her. "I missed you too."

"Good." He stepped closer and circled his arms around the top of her shoulders and pulled her into a deep hug that swayed them from side to side. For a moment she let him hold her, let him sway with her and just bask in their closeness then she patted him of the ass and pulled away.

"Let's get going. I'll be ready in 2 minutes."

Lorelai skipped through the kitchen, and upstairs as Luke took a pastry out of the bag and bit into it. True to her word she met him back on the porch in under two minutes and locked the front door.

"Back door locked?" he asked as he handed her the coffee.

"Probably."

"Lorelai," Luke said sternly. "Do you remember locking it last night?"

"Pffft, I usually never lock it, and especially not at night."

"Lorelai!" he passed her the bag of pastries as he stalked around the porch to her back door only to find it not only open, but ajar. He reach in and turned the lock then pulled it closed and tested it. When he came back around to the front she was leaning against his truck sipping her coffee and finishing her pastry with a smile.

"Locked?"

"Now."

He took her travel bag from her and tossed it into the back with her own then climbed in beside her. She dug into the bag and pulled out an apple turnover to offer him. He took it, bit into it, securing it between his teeth as he started the engine and reversed out of the garden then turned to her expectantly. She was so focused on the danish she was eating that she didn't notice he wasn't driving and Luke watched her for a moment waiting for her to look up. When she didn't he bit his pastry, took it out of his mouth and nudged her.

"Lorelai…"

"Hmm?"

"I don't know where to drive to!" he said with a chuckle.

"Take the 84 west."

Luke narrowed his eyes as her as her smile widened and she bit into her danish again.

As they drove they talked about their week even though they had divulged nearly every detail already over the phone each night. But this time telling stories in person it was more fun, facial expressions, hands waving, the sound of laughter not distorted by the phone line. Everything was more visceral. At one point when she was laughing Luke reaching over to take her hand and held it tightly on his lap. Lorelai gave sporadic directions that soon had them diving through Bear Mountain park and he felt her giddiness increase. She had kicked off her shoes and had her legs curled up beneath her so she could lean against his shoulder.

"Okay, take this road here…"

Luke slowed down and pulled up next to the junction then looked back at her. "This one?" It was little more than a dirt road.

"Yeah, take it, trust me!" she squeezed his hand and smiled wider and Luke was unable to resist it.

He turned the car in the direction she pointed. The thought they they were camping entered his head. He often took his gear up to one of the lakes on this mountain and camped out for a few nights. But he didn't have his gear with him and he was pretty sure Lorelai wasn't the camping type.

"Oh just up here, on the right." Her giddiness intensified and she bounced on her seat as his truck turned the corner and came to a small driveway in front of a small cabin. Luke's eyes widened as he took it in. The cabin had a west facing porch that looked out onto a lake that had a pier with a row boat tied up next to it.

They both climbed out and Luke stood in front of the cabin, his hand on his hips as he surveyed their surroundings. Lorelai came by his side and wrapped her arms around him and he draped a lazy arm over her shoulders.

"Wow Lorelai...how did you find this place?"

"Magic."

He turned to look at her and kissed the top of her head. "You're amazing."

"You're not so bad yourself."

He kissed her again then released her to go to the truck and grab their bags. Lorelai preceded him to the cabin, opened the door and walked in. It was one large room with fitted kitchen in one corner looking out over the front of the cabin, a large stone fireplace with a plump couch in front of it and on the east wall was a large bed. A door next to the bed she presumed led to the bathroom but just to be sure she walked across the room and pushed it open to see a bath, shower. A sink nestled into a wide marble topped counter and a toilet behind the door. Nodding her head approvingly she came back out into the main room in time to see Luke walk through the door and drop their bags by the couch.

"Do we need to go out and get food?" he asked as he nodded towards the kitchen.

"No, there should be plenty there."

"Oh man, did you give them a shopping list?" he said with a chuckle as he crossed over to the kitchen and checked the press. "If this is full of mallomars and popcorn I'll not be impressed." The fridge was well stocked up with produce and cold cuts, and the press full of cereals and bread.

Lorelai came up behind him and circled his waist with her arms, rested her head against his back, between his shoulders and laughed. "There may be a few mallomars in there, but I made sure there was food for you too."

Luke turned in the circle of his arms and hugged her tightly. He kissed the top of her head and squeezed her against him. "So what do you want to do?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper. "We could go swimming?"

She tipped her head to look up at him, and shook it, her chin resting on his chest and her eyes dancing with mischief.

"You hungry, I could make us some breakfast."

She shook her head again and her hands that were on his back moved lower to cup and squeeze his ass.

"Oh I see, you want to get a piece of ass?" he said smiling and Lorelai couldn't hold in her laughter and guffawed. "I know, I shouldn't have said that, I knew it was a mistake the minute I said it." He chuckled with her as she swatted his ass then looked down to see her smiling face. He cupped his hands around her face and lowered his lips to kiss her gently. "Lorelai…" he stood up to his tallest and a slight frown creased his brow. "I want…"

"Yeah?"

He looked down at her. Her face tipped up to his expectantly. Words swirled around in his head all fighting for the chance to be said but his tongue was hot and heavy in his mouth so instead he put it to different use. He tilted her head to the side and lowered his head to kiss her. His lips brushed hers tenderly as his thumbs stroked her cheeks. When her tongue licked his lips he parted them with a sigh and allowed her entry. One of his hands moved to cup the back of her head and the other one moved down her back to cup her ass. She rolled her hips instinctively towards him and he moaned into her mouth appreciatively.

"No wait…" he broked the kiss and held her back at arm's length. "This time, I want to be in control."

"Control?" She tried to lean into him again but he held her at bay then let his hands roam down her arms to take her hands then walked her over to the bed but stopped her from sitting down.

"Wait, your clothes." He spoke softly. "I need to take them off." Lorelai chuckled at the serious tone in his voice and the slight frown on his brow. His fingers went to the bottom of her tee and he dragged it up her body. She lifted her arms obediently and he tossed it over his shoulder once he released it from her. His hands rested on her shoulders and moved down over her breasts, squeezed them tenderly as they passed but continued to move south to the cuff of her jeans. He opened the button and pulled down the zip then dropped to his knees and dragged them down to her ankles. He lifted one foot to pull off her sneaker then the other, before taking her jeans off completely. His hands stroked the back of her legs and he tugged off her socks then he knelt up before her as his hands moved against the back of her thighs.

He leaned forward to kiss her hips, her belly, her torso, the underside of her breasts as he stood up. He looked down at her and enjoyed the look on her face. She was torn between wanting to see where he took this and her desire to have her legs wrapped around him. He could tell she was fighting the urge to grab him and he admired her resolve. He was pretty sure there would be no way he would be able to resist her had their roles been reversed.

Luke grabbed her shoulders and turned her around so her back was facing him then undid the clasp of her bra and dragged the straps off her shoulders until they were low enough to drop to the ground. He knelt down again and cupped her ass, squeezed it gently then leaned forward and kissed the small dimples in the small of her back. Lorelai sighed and arched her back as his hands gripped her hips and his tongue danced a trail up her spine to the back of her neck. He moved her hair aside and kissed her neck as his hands moved to the front of her hips and his fingertips dipped below the elastic of her panties.

Lorelai curved her body into his, clenched her ass cheeks around his arousal and moaned appreciatively. His hands dipped lower into her panties, stroked her with one hand and moved the other lower to tease her entrance. His lips wreaked havoc on her neck and ear and her moans were playing with his resolve. He pulled his hands out of her panties and tried his best to ignore her groan of displeasure then gripped her shoulders and turned her to face him. The look on her face was almost enough to break his resolve but he tore his eyes away from hers and let them roam over her body. Her pert breasts were moving up and down with her rapid breathing and he steadied them with both hands, cupping and squeezing them tenderly then moved his hands lower to stroke her torso until he could reach her panties then he hooked his thumbs into them and slowly dragged them down her thighs until they could drop of their own accord. He took her hands and helped her step out of them then twirled her around before him and took it all in.

"You're beautiful," he muttered and she blushed under his intense gaze. Her hands instinctively went to cover herself but before she managed it he caught them and pulled them back. "No, don't, I'm not finished looking."

"Luke…you're still fully dressed!" she complained.

"That's because I'm better at this than you."

"Take that damn flannel off Danes!" she said, as she stomped her foot and crossed her arms over her chest.

Luke laughed and grabbed the bottom of his shirt to pull both it and his tee off over his head. Her hands moved to his belt but he stopped her and did it himself. He kicked off his boots having left them untied this morning knowing exactly what his plan was as soon as they got to where they were going then dropped his jeans to kick them aside.

"Lie down." He stepped forward and guided her to the bed then when she sat down and eased back he caught her foot. "On your front." Lorelais lips twitched into a semi smile as she rolled over and crawled up the bed to cross her arms beneath her head and lie down. Luke stood at the end of the bed and looked her over. He felt a strong wave of desire course through him and it was all he could do not to climb onto the bed and find oblivion buried deep inside her. Luke gripped the end of the bed and took a steadying breath then touched her ankle softly. Lorelai lifted her head and looked over her shoulder at him then watched as he backed away from the bed. She frowned and pushed herself up a little higher, but when she made to roll over her waved his finger in a motion for her to stop. "Don't move."

He grabbed his bag and moved back to the end of the bed then rummaged through it to find what he was looking for.

"What are you up to Luke Danes?" She asked with a smile.

"Looking for this." He pulled his hand out of the bag and opened it to show her a small bottle.

"What is it?"

Luke dropped his bag onto the floor and turned back to face her. He held the bottle between his thumb and forefinger and brought it close enough for her to read.

"Massage oil?" she said with a laugh. "Where did you even get that?"

Luke smiled and winked at her then flipped open the cap and poured a small drizzle into the centre of his palm then closed the bottle and dropped it by her side. He rubbed his hands together then took one of her feet and pressed his thumbs in deep circles against the sole. Lorelai rested her head back onto the pillow and sighed. His hands covered her feet and ankles, rubbed the backs of her calves, her thighs and bottom of her ass but that was as far as he could reach. He lifted one leg and moved it aside the the other in the opposite direction to give himself enough room to kneel between them.

"Comfy?" he asked as he got more oil and poured it into his hand.

"Mmm hmm," was all she could manage. His hands cupped her ass and gently massaged it, giving it enough care and attention that she was sure his hands would never leave that area but just as that thought formed they moved to the mall of her back where his thumb rubbed ever increasing circles into her skin. She moaned when he pressed harder, his fingers rubbing her sides and bursting against the sides of her breasts as his palms pressed into her back.

His eyes catalogued every freckle, every mole and mark as his hands roamed the expanse of her back, moved her head aside and gripped her shoulders tightly. When he had covered her completely he moved back away from her and dragged his hands down the length of her body to her feet again.

She looked up when he stood off the bed and smiled at him as he waved his finger in the air in a circular motion to get her to turn over. With only a light blush, Lorelai rolled over onto her back and resumed the same position, her legs akimbo, her hands locked behind her head to give him full unfettered access.

Luke stared at her for a moment then let his eyes wander over her completely before he prepped more oil in his hands and started again. As he came up to her hips he traced feather lite touches along the crease in her skin where her hip met her torso, tickling the hair at the apex of her legs and she moaned. He noticed how her eyes closed over and she bit her lip and he smiled.

He moved one finger towards her core let it slip between her folds and delighted at the wetness he found there. She gasped at the sensation and her hands gripped the bedpost behind her in anticipation of what was to come. Luke looked up at her face as he moved his finger lower and touched it to her entrance. She bucked her hips to encourage him to go deeper but before she could succeed Luke dragged his finger back up to her clit and circled it slowly.

"Luke." His name came out with multiple syllables and seamed to be more of a sigh than her usual voice. Luke smiled as he dragged his finger higher and criss crossed her pubic bone with a light touch that made her squirm.

He moved up onto the bed between her legs and she spread them wider for him with a moan. He rested both hands on her torso, his palms flat against her skin then slowly moved them higher to cup her breasts. She arched her back to push her breasts into his hands but he squeezed them tenderly then moved up to her shoulders and rubbed them before leaning over her to kiss her softly. Her hands immediately moved to his shoulders to pull him in for a deeper kiss but he resisted, locked his arms in the position that held him away from her and broke the kiss, ignoring her moan of displeasure.

"I'm not finished yet."

"Luke!" This time his name was but a sigh.

"Remember, first my eyes, then my hands, and then my tongue."

Lorelai opened her eyes wider and a grin spread across her face as she remembered the words he had spoken only days before. Luke kissed her again then moved away from her to resume his position at the end of the bed. He picked up one foot and kissed her instep. She curled her toes as his lips came to kiss her ankle, her calf, that sensitive skin behind her knee then all the way back down to her instep again. He lowered her foot then grabbed the other one and repeated the motion. She whimpered and mewled, squirmed her body to entice him closer. When he climbed onto the bed to get closer to her she sighed and reached out for him but he took her hands and guided them back to the headboard then pressed a quick kiss to her lips and trailed more across her jaw, her neck, her ear then moved lower to nuzzle the top curve of her breasts.

"Luke." Her voice was strained and he was sure if she was standing she would be stomping her feet. He had heard that demanding tone before when he refused her some morsel of food in the diner. A danish, a second slice of pie, extra fries or even coffee. And though this was the same tone, it was just that little bit more demanding. Luke smiled against her breasts and moved his attention to focus just on one.

He nuzzled it gently as his hand squeezed it then let his tongue appear to lave her already taut nipple and delighted in the moan his action elicited. He caught it between his teeth and rolled it slowly as she sucked in her breath through clenched teeth. Her hands gripped the headboard tighter as she pushed her breast into his mouth. He released her nipple from his teeth and suckled on it gruffly then leaned back and blew cold air over her. She moaned beneath him and urged him to her other breast. Luke took the hint and moved his attention to the other side and repeated the action.

"Luke!" Her voice was even more demanding now but he still ignored it. He moved his attention down her torso, circled his tongue around her belly button. He could feel her dampness against his chest and pressed into her to listen to the moan she released.

He shuffled lower, so his chin was on her pubic bone, covered both breasts with his hands then lifted his head and blew cold air over her core. Lorelai gasped at the sensation and her hips bucked. Luke chuckled then bent his head and kissed her, his tongue appeared to lave her gently but as she squirmed he pointed his tongue and pressed it between her folds to touch her clit and she let out a cry as her orgasm burst unexpectedly around her groin. Luke lifted his head to look at her face as she came then kissed her gently again as she floated back down.

Her breathing was still laboured as he moved his tongue to carefully trace the line of her core, swirl around her throbbing entrance then up to her clit again. His hands massaged her breasts, tweaked and palmed her nipples as he resumed his focus on her core. His tongue swirled around her sensitive clit again and her hips bucked and sank away from him, but he followed. He found her entrance again with a quick motion darted it into her and pulled it back out. It was so fast she wasn't sure it had happened until he did it again, and again and already she felt another orgasm simmer around her body.

One of his hands came down her body to curve around her ass and lift her up to his face as he worked on her core. He nuzzled her with his nose, as his tongue penetrated her but he could tell she needed more so he moved his tongue to work on her clit and his fingers to slip into her. She gasped and moaned and moved her hips to encourage him to quicken the pace but when he kept it as an excruciatingly slow pace she moved her hand to grip his head and pushed him into her as she lifted her hips towards him.

"Luke...more!" she called out, her voice loud and demanding and Luke increased the pace to meet her needs. His cock was straining with need and twitched on the precipice of explosion but he wanted to resolve her needs before looking after his own. When her pants became grunts and her hips moved wildly beneath him he sucked her clit into his mouth and curled his fingers inside her as she exploded and cried out. Her fingers gripped his hair almost pulling it out of his head as she pushed him into her and he buried his face in her throbbing core.

Luke moved his hand down to slip into his boxers and stroked himself until her fingers loosened in his hair and he could move to sit up. He pulled his boxers down with one hand as he climbed up onto the bed and kicked them aside. He bent one of her legs up and balanced on her knee as he continued to stroke himself. He looked down at her liquid body then lowered himself over her, braced his hands over either side of her head and leaned down to kiss her on the mouth.

He hand guided his cock to her entrance and he almost lost it when he felt her still throbbing as her orgasm continued to waft through her. He gripped her hip and leaned up to cup her ass then excruciatingly slowly slid into her right to the hilt of his cock. Her inner walls were still throbbing, pulling his cock deep into her. Luke sucked in a lungful of air and held it as he looked down at her face, contorted in ecstasy. Then when her eyes shot open as she realised he wasn't moving and locked with his, she flexed her inner muscles around him. He moaned and let out a throaty sigh at the sensation then pulled out and slid back into her. He maintained the slow pace for as long as he could, which added up to an impressive three strokes then when he felt something pop in his core he pulled back and pushed into her roughly.

Both of his hands grabbed her hips and lifted her up to him as he pounded into her but he had already tipped over the edge and spent the next few strokes emptying into her as his own orgasm took control. He held his position, his cock buried deep inside her until his heart stopped racing then carefully lowered himself over her with a sigh. She welcomed his weight and put her arms around him to hold him in place. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and pressed soft kisses into her shoulder and neck then moved his lips to her ear, licked the shell and sucked her lobe into his mouth before he released her then whispered, 'You're mine Lorelai Gilmore."

Lorelai tightened her grip around him and twitched her inner muscles around his cock making him smile against her neck.

Later when they had showered and unpacked Luke made some lunch while Lorelai spent twenty minutes talking about the fact that he was wearing only a pair of cargo shorts. He ignored her jibes knowing she was enjoying the sight of him topless in the kitchen. He put a plate with a sandwich in front of her and another plate with his sandwich in front of his seat then returned to the kitchen to grab a small bowl of chips and some salad.

"Are you going to spend the whole time topless?" she asked when he sat down.

"I will if you will." He looked over at her and smiled appreciatively at the dark red bikini top and baby blue sarong she wore.

"You wish bucko."

"I certainly do."

"Didn't get your fill earlier?"

"Never." He leaned towards her and she closed the distance between them to kiss him.

They ate lunch and made plans. Luke said he'd make burgers for dinner and she said she'd watch. They cleaned up and decided to go swimming and when Lorelai grabbed a couple of towels he met her at the door, still topless.

"How about we go out on the boat a bit?"

She nodded and grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and they walked hand in hand down to the pier. Luke stepped into the boat and took the blanket off her to lay it out by the bow for her to lie back on. She folded the towel beneath her head and propped her legs up on the bench between his legs where he was sitting. Luke smiled as he grabbed the oars and skillfully steered them out onto the lake to a quiet location in the middle then pulled the oars back in and anchored them to the boat.

"C'mere," she said and she patted the bottom of the boat next to her. Luke carefully twisted on the bench to lower himself backwards next to her and she spread her legs to make room for him. He rested his back against her chest and his head came to her shoulder. His legs draped over the bench he was just sitting on and her hands rested on his chest and drew soft circles on the hair that was dusted across him. "Comfy?"

"Mmm hmm."

She lay back on the towels behind her and closed her eyes over. "This is pretty amazing."

"Mmmm." Luke's hands rested on her knees and moved to the back of her legs to stroke her thighs.

"Luke…"

"Mmmm?"

"Where did you get that massage oil?" she asked casually, trying not to show him how much she had been thinking about it.

"I wondered when you would ask me about that."

"I'm just curious is all." Her hands traced invisible lines around his chest, stroking softly over his nipples now and then, making him sigh.

"I bought it."

"Oh man, what I wouldn't have done to be a fly on the wall in that shop."

"What's the big deal," Luke bristled a little at her mirth. "I went into the shop, I found the one I wanted and I bought it."

"When did you buy it?"

"I went into Hartford on Tuesday afternoon."

"Hartford?"

"Well I didn't want to take the chance that Kirk was going to be working in the salon in Stars Hollow."

Lorelai laughed and raked her nails over his chest. "Well, I applaud your purchase." She kissed the side of his head and he leaned back to rest on her for a moment.

"Luke?" she said after a while. "I just realised, it hasn't yet been a week."

"What hasn't?"

"Us."

"Lorelai," he said with a chuckle. "It's been a lot longer than a week for me."

She slapped his chest gently and his hand came up to stop her. "You know what I mean. Last Thursday in the bar."

"T minus…" Luke checked his watch. "Seven hours until it's been a week."

Lorelai chuckled and rubbed his chest with the flat of her palms as she kissed the top of his ear. "One week."

"I told you Lorelai, it's been a lot longer for me." He tipped his head to look up at her. "I mean it."

"Yeah?" she whispered as her hands circled the top of his chest to hold him against her.

He smiled slowly and lifted his head to kiss her. Their lips lingers gently against each other until he needed to lower his head again and rested it back against her chest.

"Luke?"

"Hmm?"

"You said you were drunk the night we…"

"Fucked in the bar?" he finished for her..

"Yeah." She chuckled with him. "Can I ask you why?"

"Why? Why what? Why I was drunk?"

"No, I think that was obvious. Why you had to be drunk to-"

"No Lorelai," He said and sat up suddenly enough to rock the boat and she gripped the sides with a squeal. "I didn't need to be drunk to fuck you, god dammit I wish I was stone cold sober that night so I could remember every last detail."

"No," Lorelai said laughing. "Not to fuck me, to make a move, to talk to me, to ask me out."

"Oh…" Luke sank back down against her and grabbed her hands to put them back on his chest. "I've been thinking about you for a long time." He paused and let his words sink in. "I tried and chickened out of asking you out on multiple occasions. I'm pretty sure you remember some of them." Lorelai chuckled and leaned down to kiss the top of his head. "I built it up to such an event that I was terrified of it. What if you said no?"

"What if I said yes?"

"My muddled brain never really let you say yes." Luke tightened his grip on her arms and held them against him. "You're my best friend Lorelai. I was so afraid of losing you that I preferred to live with the part of you I knew I could have, rather than risk losing you altogether."

They sat in silence for a few moments and Lorelai pressed a kiss to his head again. "I thought about you too."

"You did?"

"Yeah, of course." She chuckled and he pressed his back into her chest to soak up the vibrations. "I really wanted to ask you out myself. I was so sure you were never going to do it."

"Why didn't you?"

"What if you said no?"

Luke scoffed. "As if."

"But what if you did?"

"Lorelai...have I ever said no to you? About anything?" he tilted his head back to look up at her and when she saw the serious expression on his face instead of the amused one she was expecting her breath caught in her throat.

"No."

"So we're agreed. It's your fault."

"Luke!" she swatted his chest laughing. He interlocked their hands, kissed the back of hers and hugged her against him. "So we're dating right?" Luke frowned and nodded. "Exclusively?"

"Yeah of course." Luke sat up and turned back to look at her. "Wait, why? Do you have someone else? Are you seeing someone else?"

"No! God no. I can barely keep up with you." She cupped his face and kissed him.

"Ok. Good." Luke pulled back and looked at her. "I told you Lorelai, this is it for me. This is what I want. You." Lorelai smiled and leaned in to kiss him again then twisted him back to lie against her. "What about you? What do you want?" he asked reverently, and kissed her arm as he waited on edge for her response.

"Honestly?"

"Yeah!"

She paused. Looked down at him. His head was resting against the centre of her chest, nestled between her breasts. Her hands were circling the top of his shoulders and he was holding them in place with a tight grip, his lips brushed her arm gently as he waited for her response.

"This. I like this." She felt him sigh and smiled. "A week Luke," she uttered again.

"What a week."

They stayed on the boat for a few hours, idly chatting, napping the day away, basking in each other's presence, hands wandering, lips caressing until the heat from the sun and each other became too much to bear. Reluctantly Luke pulled away from her and sat back up onto the centre bench to grab the oars and steer them back towards the pier. Lorelai stayed lying back but let her feet inch up his thigh to press against his groin. Luke smiled but continued to row them back to shore.

Lorelai watched the muscles in his arm flex and move as he rowed and when she looked up to his face she found him watching her with a smile. She blushed under his gaze and looked away, letting her hand droop over the edge of the boat and trail in the water behind them.

"You hungry?" he asked as they came up along side the pier.

She shook her head and watched as he climbed out and took the rope from the back to tie the boat up. He stood on the pier and rested his hands on his hips, his shorts now hanging low and showing her the torso muscles she loved to touch. He smiled, held out a hand to help her out then reached in for the towels and blanket and led her back towards the cabin.

"We forgot to go swimming."

She nodded her head, let go of his hand and wound her arms around his midriff as they walked. He kissed the top of her head and held her tightly against him. In the cabin he tossed the blanket and towel onto the couch and she circled to stand in front of him.

"You ok?" he asked when he realised she hadn't spoken for a while.

"Mmmhmm."

He joined his hands at the small of her back and pulled her in closer. He swayed with her from side to side as she rested her cheek against his chest and he put his chin on her head.

"Luke…"

"Yeah?"

"You wanna have some fun?"

Luke smiled, moved to kiss the top of her head and leaned back to see her face. She wore the widest most wicked grin he had ever seen her wear and though part of him became a little afraid, the rest of him was plucked to full attention with excitement.

"Always."

"Trust me?"

"I want to say yes," he said with a chuckle and she cocked an eyebrow at him. "But you're smile is making me nervous."

Lorelai stepped back from him and connected their hands then walked towards the bed. "Do you trust me?" she asked again, clearly not satisfied with his previous answer.

Luke slowly nodded and she winked at him, making his heart pop in his chest against his ribs. She leaned up and kissed him then reached for his shorts and opened the button then pulled down his zip. She glanced up at him then hooked her thumbs into his shorts and boxers and lowered them down. Luke toed off his sneakers and stepped out of the puddle of shorts. She let her fingers trail slowly up his thighs, over his hips, his ribs to his shoulders then guided him back onto the bed and instructed him to lie in the centre but low enough that his legs dangled over the edge, his feet planted on the floor. Luke locked his fingers behind his head and waited for her to make her next move.

He watched as she walked to the end of the bed and stood between his parted knees. Her smile was still wide and wicked as her fingers moved to the side of her sarong where the knot rested above her hip. She pulled it loose and slowly unwrapped it from her legs and dropped it over the side of the bed and it was only then that Luke realised she was wearing his panties. Well hers, he corrected himself, the ones she was wearing in the bar, the ones he had slipped into his pocket, the ones he had taken home, the ones he had…

Luke's eyes flew up to hers and the sudden meaning of her wicked smile came flooding into his brain. It was on the tip of his tongue to protest, move her to the side of the bed and pull her clothing off but instead he ignored the erratic beating of his heart and settled in to see what she had in mind.

Lorelai reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra then tossed that over her shoulder and crawled on all fours, sure to give him a great view of her cleavage as she moved over him. She paused by his now straining erection to gently kiss the tip as her hand circled the base and stroked him slowly but before he could get too carried away she continued her movement north to suckle on his nipples, lick a path to his neck, nibble on his jaw and grab his ear lobes between her teeth.

"Luke."

"Lorelai," he panted beneath her, moved his hands to grasp her hips and pull her down onto his erection despite the cotton barrier between them, it still felt amazing.

"Luke…"

"Oh Lorelai!"

"You remember that night?"

"Hmm?" He pushed up to get more friction and struggled to focus on her words.

"After the bar, after you dropped be home."

"Hmm." He bit her neck, licked the spot where his teeth left marks then sucked her skin into his mouth.

"Tell me about the panties." she met his hips with a grind of her own and he momentarily forgot the words she was saying.

"Huh?"

"Tell me how they got into your bed."

"Lorelai…" his voice was impatient as he tried to focus on what she was doing rather than saying.

"Tell me Luke." She grinded down on his cock again and he moaned into her ear.

"I picked them up from the bar," he pulled her down onto him as he pushed up to meet her and nearly lost his mind at the damp panties pressing against his cock. "I had them in my coat."

"Yeah, but they were under your pillow." Lorelai pushed up off him and hovered out of reach on all fours looking down at him with a crooked smile. "Tell me how they got there."

"Lorelai," he whined and tried to pull her down onto him again.

"Tell me."

Luke sighed and dropped his hands by his side, knowing there was going to be no way of getting past this without her consent. He screwed his eyes shut as he realised his first instinct on what her plan was, was true.

"Show me," she whispered as her lips brushed against his in tantalizingly soft strokes.

"I was rock hard."

"Yeah?"

"I had your panties in my pocket, I only found them when I went to close my jacket. I pulled them out and held them to my face and I was immediately hard." Luke took a steadying breath before he continued. "I got to the end of your drive and I realised I was so hard I wasn't going to be able to walk home." Lorelai smiled and looked up at his face. His features were serene, his eyes closed and his breathing slow. "I turned back to your house, I wanted to come in and…"

"And?" Lorelai prompted when he stalled.

"Fuck you, in your bed." Luke's eyes popped open and snapped to hers as he spoke and he watched as her eyes darkened with desire. "But your lights were off. So I went home."

"Go on." Lorelai moved to his side and traced her fingers along his chest.

"I struggled home, remember, killer erection," he said with a crooked smile. "And by the time I got there I was fit to burst."

"What did you do?"

"I went to my bed...and I took care of it."

"How?"

"How?" Luke laughed. "There are only so many ways."

"Show me."

"Lorelai," Luke was still laughing but it had changed from mirth to nerves.

"Hey Luke, I'm just trying to get to the bottom of this," she spoke mock sternly and her fingers trailed down to his waist. "I just want to make sure it was all on the up and up, so to speak." She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Show me."

Luke closed his eyes over and she watched as a blush crept up from his neck to cover his cheeks. She watched him struggle for a moment then when he still didn't move she rested her hand on his chest and leaned over him.

"Hey, hey Luke," she put a finger under his chin and turned his head to face her. "Look at me." His eyes fluttered open and she leaned down to kiss him gently. "I"m sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." She draped a leg over his and cupped his cheek in her hand. "I was just fooling around, I don't think you're weird or anything, hell if I thought I could get away with stealing one of your shirts I'd wear it to bed every night."

Luke smiled and closed his eyes over. "I didn't steal them." He whispered. "I found them in my coat. I held them in my hand as I walked home, I fingered the lace, and rubbed the cotton in my hand." His voice was slow and soft, barely audible. Lorelai was afraid to move lest she break the spell his words were creating. "By the time I got to my apartment my cock was aching. I pulled off my belt and had my jeans open before I made it to my bed."

Lorelai moaned against his ear and Luke was spurned on.

"I didn't pull them off I just pushed them down far enough so I could reach. That's all that mattered. Slow short strokes."

"Show me." Lorelai rolled away from him a little but kept her body pressed against his.

His hand trailed from his belly to his groin and circled his cock at the base, a loose grip and a slow short stroke. "I took your panties out of my coat and held them up to my face. I could smell you. Your arousal. I knew you had come while you were wearing them, before I got my hands over you, before I could pull them off you."

"You did?"

"I knew." He smiled smugly. "I could smell you." Luke inhaled deeply and his fingers tightened around his cock as his strokes got longer and a little faster. Lorelai rolled away from him and he whined at the loss of heat as his hand started to slow down.

"Don't stop." Lorelai moved higher on the bed and turned her back to the top of it to plant her knees on either side of his head. She lowered herself slowly, widening her legs to hover her panty clad crotch over his face, just out of his reach. "Keep talking."

"I could smell you. I can smell your arousal." Luke tugged on his cock and rolled his head to the side to kiss her thigh. "I pressed your panties to my face." Lorelai lowered herself even more and dragged her core over him. Luke moaned into her and rasped his tongue across the cotton material. "I breathed you in and it made me harder. I stroked faster." His hand moved quicker against his cock and he moaned aloud, wanting the vibrations of his voice to reverberate into her. "I thought about your breasts, how they felt in my hands in the bar when we fucked, how your nipples were so taut, how they felt against the palm of my hands." Luke looked up to see Lorelai palming her own breasts as she writhed and squirmed above him. "Lorelai," he panted and reached up her torso with one hand to tug her onto him.

"Don't stop Luke, don't stop." Through hooded eyes she watched as his hand moved against his cock and it shot a wave of desire up her spine.

His hand pulled faster on his straining cock and his hips bucked to gain better friction. He lifted his head to nuzzle her core and exhaled a hot breath into her. Her arousal was strong, her panties were damp again and her hip movements told him she wasn't getting the friction she desired.

"I thought about how you felt, how my cock felt inside of you, hot, wet, tight." He lowered his head and looked up her body at her as she arched her back and gripped the headboard behind her for balance. "My hand tried to recreate the sensation but it wasn't the same." Luke chuckled. "It was still better than nothing."

"Luuuuke…"

"Come for me Lorelai," he whispered as he licked the edge of her panties and kissed her inner thigh.

"Finish your story." Her voice was a collection of pants and grunts and her hips had sank lower to get more friction and let him nuzzle her. Lorelai watched his hand move against his cock through heavy eyes. The motion spurring her on, his hot breath burning a path right through her panties.

"I thought about your voice in my ear, your breath on my neck, your lips on mine, your tongue as it moved in my mouth." Luke's hand was furious against his cock and he felt the tingle of orgasm in his balls. "I pulled faster, harder, I kept stroking my cock until finally…" Luke leaned up and sucked on her through her panties and she cried out as her orgasm exploded around her. "Finally I finished." Luke inhaled her orgasm, pressed his lips to her core and tasted her through her panties as he found his own release, grunting into her, stiffening with the power of his orgasm that seized his muscles momentarily before everything went numb and he melted into the bed.

Lorelai sank onto his face and Luke reached up to grab her hips and pull her to the side. He rolled her onto her back and kissed her tenderly then rolled off the bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. When he came back she hadn't moved so Luke crawled over the mattress and lay on his side next to her. He nuzzled her neck, kissed her cheek and brushed her hair off her face.

She smiled, then opened her eyes and rolled her head to face him. "Hey," she whispered.

"Hey."

"That was hot."

"You're hot."

"Did it really happen like that?" she asked and Luke ducked his head to hide his blush.

"Pretty much," he admitted, his head buried on her shoulder. "Though wIth a little less finesse."

"You're amazing." She lifted his head and kissed him gently.

"So tell me," he snuggled up next to her and turned her in his arms so she was spooning in front of him. "You ever…" he coughed a little. "You ever help yourself while thinking about me?"

Lorelai barked out a laugh and Luke lifted his head up a little to look at her over her shoulder. "Oh Luke."

"What!"

"You're so cute."

"What!"

"Luke you had a starring role in about 87% of my self help programs."

"87%?" Luke laughed. "That's oddly specific."

"I was keeping track, I had a spreadsheet, graphs and everything."

"What? Really?"

"No." She rolled her eyes and looked away but he saw the smile curving her lips. "But you were pretty prominent. The only difference is I didn't have any fantasy aides."

"Hey Lorelai," he said and he leaned up to rest on his elbow and pulled her shoulder back so she was on her back looking up at him. "I didn't need your panties to get off. They were fun, they were a memory device for what had happened earlier that night, but before that, before that night, you were there, in my thoughts."

Lorelai smiled and leaned up to kiss him then fell back onto the pillows and smiled up at him. "Are you going to make me something to eat?"

Luke laughed then leaned over and kissed her hungrily. "Your wish, is my command." He shuffled off the bed and grabbed his shorts again, dropped the boxers out of them and pulled only the shorts on.

"Commando more like." she scoffed as she lay back onto the bed and watched as he crossed over to the kitchen and pulled open the fridge. "What are you making?"

"Burgers. On the BBQ."

"Yumm."

"You gonna help?"

"Nope."

"Figured."

"I'm going to watch for a while, then I'm going to shower. Then I'm going to eat." Luke looked up at her with a crooked smile and wiggled his eyebrows. "The burgers," she added for clarity. He rolled his eyes and got back to gathering his ingredients.

By the time the BBQ was smoking and Lorelai was finished in the shower Luke had carried the meat out to the porch along with a couple of bottles of beers. She joined him on the porch and took a beer he offered. They clinked bottles and drank. Lorelai lounged on a swing chair by the door as Luke tended to the meat and they chatted idly as the sun set and soon the food was ready. Luke dished it up and handed her a plate then sat next to her with his own.

"This is amazing."

"I added onion and BBQ sauce into the patty before cooking," he said as he held it up and took another bite."

"Not the food," she said with a laugh and nudged him. "Though it's great too, I mean this." She waved her hand at the scene around them then looked over at him to see him smiling. Lorelai rolled her eyes and focused back on her burger.

"It is great." He leaned over and kissed her cheek. "You're great."

"I could stay here forever."

"What about Rory?"

"She could visit."

"And the diner?"

"Lane and Caesar could run it."

"So I'm not needed?"

"Oh you are needed, but your hands could be put to better use."

"Yeah?"

Lorelai waggled her eyebrows and took another bite of her food and Luke smiled. He sipped his beer, finished off his burger then rested back and gently rocked the chair. When she finished too he collected their plates and cleaned up after his cooking. He finished his beer and fished two more out of the fridge before joining her on the porch again. He held out the bottle to her and when she took it held out his hand.

"Let's take a walk."

She took his hand and he led her towards the lake. There was a small sandy path that arched around to the left so he tucked her hand behind his back and moved his own to slip into the back pocket of her shorts. His fingers curved gently against her ass as they walked and sipped their beers.

"Lorelai Gilmore." He muttered and hadn't realised he had said it aloud until she tilted her head to look up at him expectantly. "Lorelai GIlmore," he repeated this time with a smile and catching her eye. "I keep waiting to wake up."

"Huh?"

"This, has got to be a dream!" He laughed and squeezed her ass. "There is no way I'm walking along this lake with my hand on the ass of Lorelai Gilmore."

This time it was Lorelai who laughed as she nudged him with her shoulder and looked away with a blush. "Maybe it's me who is dreaming. I mean the famed ass of Lucas Danes?" she lowered her hand from his hip to his ass and pinched him. "Oh what Miss Patty wouldn't do to get a pinch of this ass."

"Please," Luke scoffed and sipped his beer. "She has had many a pinch already."

Lorelai who was sipping her beer when he spoke did a spit take at his words and coughed up to get some air. Luke rubbed her back, pleased with himself then resumed the position of his hand on her ass and kept walking.

"Tell me one of your stories." His words were soft and he spoke them into her head, his lips brushing against her temple.

"Stories?"

"You said you thought about me." His hand curled against her ass again and he sipped his beer. "Tell me about one of the times you thought about me."

"Oh," Lorelai laughed and she took a long drink of her beer before answering. She had a wealth of options to tell him. Some innocent, pure and clean, some downright kinky and shocking but she wasn't sure what end he would really prefer to hear. After what she put him through earlier she was sure the cleaner side of her fantasies were nothing he wouldn't have imagined himself so she went a little more left field and dug up something worthwhile. "Okay, there was this one time…" Luke tightened his arm around her as he waited for her to talk. "You were in the diner."

"Shocker."

"It was a lovely day and you were wearing this green and blue flannel shirt."

"Another shocker."

Lorelai laughed and swatted his chest. "This is the set up, not the fantasy." She sipped her beer. "The special that day was homemade lemonade."

"Oh I remember that day. My 1 basket order of lemons somehow got turned into 1 pallet of lemons."

"So you were making lemonade, and giving out to me about drinking coffee."

"But still serving it to you," Luke grumbled as he sipped his beer and finished it then slipped the empty bottle into the thigh pocket of his cargo shorts.

"Anyway there was an incident with a pitcher of lemonade or lemon juice and it ended up spilling all over you."

Luke chuckled as he remembered it. A lemon peel had fallen onto the floor by the entrance to the stockroom and as he carried out a near full pitcher of lemon juice to the kitchen to make the lemonade he had stepped on it and slipped. With his hands full he had no way to balance himself and ended up falling on his ass and emptied the all the lemon juice over himself.

Lorelai who was perched on the end of the counter heard the commotion and hurried over to help him only to find him lying dazed and confused on the floor by the stockroom door.

"You were pretty stunned. And your shirt had ripped open, your t shirt was plastered to your chest. And I could see the full definition of your chest." Lorelai reached up and brushed her hand across his pecs now. "I wanted to taste you right there and then."

"You did?" Luke's eyebrows shot up and he looked down at her.

"Oh god yeah. I thought you'd be this amazing combination of bitter and sweet and I wanted to lick you all over." Her hand roamed over his chest, low enough to brush the cuff of his shorts as one finger slipped below the band. "You were pretty dazed, I'd say you knocked your head pretty hard when you fell."

"Yeah, I remember." He reached up and rubbed the back of his skull as he recalled the sensation of lying on the floor with Lorelai kneeling beside him, her hands on his chest.

"Anyway, you were fine, I helped you up and you went up to your flat to shower and change. I finished my coffee and waited for you to come back but mainly because I wanted to be there, in the diner, while I knew you were showering and changing upstairs."

"Lorelai," Luke laughed and tightened his hand against her ass.

"What!" she looked at him innocently then smiled and continued her story. "So that evening...I was at home. I'd been thinking about you all day."

"Yeah?"

"Thinking about what you might taste like, what your chest would taste like what your cock would taste like, drenched in lemonade."

"Lorelai…" this time his voice was less controlled.

Lorelai took a long sip of her beer and finished it and Luke took the empty bottle and slipped it into the pocket beside his own bottle.

"I was lying on my bed, I had just taken a shower and I was naked, air drying in my room." Her voice took on a new sultry tone and Luke bowed his head to get his ear closer and be sure he didn't miss anything. "I tried to relieve myself."

"Tried?"

"But it wasn't working." She laughed at the memory and wondered if she really had the nerve to finish this story. She could just steer him through a regular session of her own pleasuring but something was pulling the truth out of her. She remembered his raw honesty when he both showed and told her his own story and it made her want to show him the same. "I tried all my usual tricks. But it was only getting me so far, nothing I tried could push me over that edge. So I decided to go for a walk."

"This isn't sounding like the best happy ending story."

"Wait, we're getting there. I'm not that easy."

"You're not at all easy!"

Lorelai looked up at him and smiled. "So I took a walk and ended up back in the diner." Luke frowned as he tried to remember that evening though the knock on his head had made that whole day a little fuzzy. "You were just closing but you let me in and flipped the sign over to closed. Damn that made me hot."

"What? Flipping the sign?"

"Yeah!"

"Why?"

"Because with the sign flipped it means anything can happen!" Luke laughed and kissed the top of her head. "Anyway I was sitting at the end of the counter, furthest stool from the till and you poured me a coffee but I asked for a lemonade."

"Wait I think I remember this. This is your fantasy?"

"Well it's kind of my reality, but wait, listen." She nudged him with her shoulder and squeezed his ass. "You were in the middle of giving me a lecture about drinking coffee so late when I asked for the lemonade and you kind of stared at me for a minute."

"Shock of you refusing coffee."

"So I asked you for a lemonade again and you went into the back to get it for me. When you came back out you handed it to me and stood in front your hands resting on the counter to watch me drink it. Your sleeves were rolled up past your elbows and I could see the muscles in your arms tensing as I sipped it. Then I smelled the lemon. The bitter juice and the sweet sugar and I was so wet."

Luke's eyes flew open wide and his slow languid steps slowed down even more as he listened to her. "What did you do?"

"I sipped the lemonade and I imagined I was tasting it off your mouth. I imagined it was your tongue I was tasting, your lips, your chest." She looked up at him with a crooked smile. "You watched me for a minute then you went on about your business, cleaning the diner up...and I…"

"What Lorelai? What did you do?" he asked her and he stopped walking and turned to face her.

"You remember what I was wearing?"

Luke closed his eyes and tried to think about what she was wearing that day then as it came to him his jaw dropped and he opened his eyes to see her. "That black ruffled skirt, the short one that makes your legs look insanely long."

Lorelai smiled with pride. "Yeah. So it was easy…"

"Easy?"

"I was sitting on the stool, my legs were wrapped around the outer legs of the stool with my feet tucked into the footrest. I sat forward and leaned on the edge of the seat and with one hand…"

"Lorelai." Luke warned as she stalled and his hands came to her hips and pulled her against him.

"I could reach myself easily. I slipped one finger in, and found I was already incredibly wet. From my earlier efforts, you flipping the sign, your arms on the counter."

"My arms?"

"Just you Luke." She circled her hips against his erection.

"Keep going," he urged.

"I pressed one finger in and brushed my clit with my thumb." Luke leaned forward, brushed her hair aside and nuzzled the nape of her neck. "It didn't take much," Lorelai said with a chuckle. "You were right there, in the kitchen, I could hear you moving around. You came out to the counter and I was sure you knew. My fingers stalled." Luke paused his kisses on her neck. "But you started talking about something Taylor had done. You went into full on rant mode, complete with pacing, and arm waving. Oh man…"

"What?" his lips started to move against her again.

"I flicked myself over and over, matching the pace of your feet and hands. I tried to laugh and respond to your words but I didn't really hear any of them. I was really just trying to disguise any noises I might be making. I was on the edge, it was so hot but I couldn't come yet, not with you right there, you would definitely have known then!"

"Lorelai," Luke groaned into her as his arms wrapped around her.

"You were coming to the end of your rant and you threw your hands up in the air, you rested your hands on your head and groaned and I felt myself burst. You turned and went back into the kitchen and I pressed my finger into myself and quickly flicked my clit to amplify whatever had already exploded in my gut." Lorelai was panting as she remembered the session in the diner. "It was nearly impossible to keep quiet. So I just kept laughing. Only it came out a little crazy. Remember how you poked your head around to look at me?"

Luke shook his head, not trusting himself to speak as he slipped one leg between hers.

"You made a second wave burst out and I just laughed more. I was so sure you could hear me, smell me." She grinded shamelessly on his thigh not caring that he would feel her wetness. "When you went back into the kitchen I jumped off the stool," Lorelai laughed. "I even checked it to be sure I didn't leave a mess. Then I grabbed my lemonade and went home."

"Jesus Lorelai." Luke leaned back and cupped her face to hold it up. She still grinded on his leg and he pushed it against her to give her more friction. "You did that? In my diner?" She looked up to his face to see if she could read his expression. His brow was furrowed and his lips were pressed into a thin line.

"Are you mad?"

"Mad?" Luke barked out a laugh. "Only that you did it without me!" he grabbed her hips and helped her move against him and soon her panting became vocal grunts of pleasure. Her hip moved against his erection and he moaned into her ear. "Do it now, come for me Lorelai," he said as he tensed the muscle in his thigh as she grinded against him.

"Ahhh," she moaned quietly.

"Don't be quiet," he spoke sternly. But his leg wasn't enough to elicit more than a few soft moans and gasps out of her. "Lie down."

He took her shoulders and pushed her onto her knees then followed her and pushed her onto her back. He pulled at her shorts and yanked them off roughly then without preamble he buried his face into her core. His tongue raked against her, hot and flat against her entrance until he pointed it and penetrated her. She cried out and Luke moaned into her.

"Louder!" he commanded as his hand replaced his tongue and he slipped two fingers into her then curled them back against her inner walls. His tongue found refuge at her clit, flicking it quickly swirling it around her before sucking her into his mouth. She grabbed his head with one hand and a fistful of grass with the other one. She planted her feet onto the ground and let her legs fall open wide then used her back to angle herself up into him. He lapped eagerly at her as his fingers played havoc with her insides but still her cries seemed muted and stifled. Luke moved his other hand to curve around her ass. He dragged his fingers to her entrance, up to her clit then back along the crevice of her ass to her anus and pressed a tip of his thumb in as he sucked hard on her clit.

"Oh god!" She cried out, this one more vocal than the others and Luke tried not to smiled too smugly. "Again!" she said and he obeyed.

He pressed his cock into the ground to find some of the friction he was craving. Then pulled out his thumb and fingers and released her clit. Dragged his tongue against her entrance then exhaled a hot breath over her before plunging back onto her again. He sucked her clit back into his mouth then pushed two fingers into her as his thumb found purchase and slipped in again.

"Oh fuck…" her head tossed from side to side and she lifted her hips up to him making his thumb slip in a little deeper and her cries come out a little louder. "Yeah, oh, yeah." Her orgasm broke hard and fast and she bucked wildly beneath him. The sound of her cries made him push his cock into the ground more and he listened to the sound of her orgasm cries as his own coil snapped and he felt his cock twitching against his leg spurting his release in his shorts.

Luke smiled, then chuckled as he slowly pulled himself away from her, kissed the top of her clit tenderly, moved his lips higher to kiss her hipbone, then her belly then he pushed himself up on all fours and hovered over her as she lay sated and panting beneath him.

"Hey," he whispered, a direct contrast to the volume he demanded only moments ago. "Lorelai."

Her eyes fluttered open and she found his. Her hands came up to cup his face and she lifted her head to kiss him. "Oh my god Luke."

"Yeah," he bowed down and kissed her again then pulled away and stood up. Offered her a hand and held her stand with him. He bent down to grab her shorts and helped her into them but watched as she fastened them in place. Her limbs were liquid and she moved against him slowly, as he draped an arm over her shoulders and held her against him as they turned and walked back to the cabin.

"Wait, what about you?" she said as she moved her hand from his chest to his waist, and lower still towards his groin, but Luke grabbed her wrist and stopped her.

"Um, no it's fine."

"Luke!" She tugged her wrist to try and break free of his grip but he only tightened it.

"No I mean, it's taken care of." She looked down at his crotch, the lack of protrusion, then up to his face where a slight blush coloured his cheeks. "C'mon Lorelai, that story? I'm surprised I lasted as long as I did!" he laughed at his own demise and turned her back to start walking again.

"So you liked my story?"

"Was it just a story?" he asked carefully.

"No."

"So it really happened?" Lorelai nodded and Luke sighed then pulled her tighter against him. "Man, I'm never going to be able to look at that stool again." He chuckled. "And I should really make you some lemonade."

This time Lorelai laughed and she leaned up to kiss his jaw. They walked back to the cabin smiling, kissing wrapped in each others arms just as the sun set and a cool night chill swept in across the lake. In the cabin, he kissed her head, before releasing her and putting the empty bottles into the bin. Lorelai went to the fire and found it was ready to be lit. She grabbed a box of matches from the mantle and got it lit before Luke could come over and help.

"I'm going to take a shower."

"Want some company?"

"Always." He reached his hand out to her and helped her up again then walked with her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and adjusted the taps to get the right temperature then turned to see her reaching up to grab a couple of towels out of the press. He dropped his shorts, pulled his t-shirt off over his head and stepped in under the water to let it pound onto the back of his neck. Lorelai dropped the towels onto the closed toilet lid, then peeled off her shirt and shorts and stepped in behind him. Her hands came around his waist and up his chest and she rested her cheek against his back. Luke rested his hands over hers on his chest and held them in place.

"Lorelai," he said softly and he lifted his head to block the water from hitting her. "Lorelai?"

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

He felt her breath catch. No longer was her chest rising and falling against his back. Her hands stilled on his chest and her whole body stilled behind him. He wanted to turn around and see her face, see the expression. Was it shock? Fear? Worry? Displeasure? The possibilities terrified him and he tightened his grip around her hands. He didn't want to pressure her into responding but he needed to know she heard him, understood him.

"Lorelai?" He turned his head to see her but her bowed head against his back hid her expression from him. "Hey," he said and he turned to face her. "Lorelai, I-"

"Don't."

"Huh?"

"Don't say it again."

Luke felt his heart plummet to his toes and he loosened the grip he had on her, stepped back away but the spray from the water splashed over his shoulders. He reached behind himself blindly for the taps and turned them off then returned his focus back on her.

"Lorelai…" he wanted to touch her, lift her face up to look at him but instead he just asked her to do it herself. "Look at me."

Slowly she lifted her face up but it wasn't until her eyes met his that he noticed the tears that slipped out from the corner of each eye and rolled over her cheeks. For one fleeting moment he thought it was the water from the shower but then he saw more unshed tears in her eyes.

"What's this?" he couldn't resist touching her any more and cupped her face to rub her tears away with his thumbs. "I'm sorry, it was too soon, I thought it was, but I couldn't stop myself."

"No Luke," she shook her head and he dropped his hands by his sides.

"What is it Lorelai?" His voice was losing the tenderness as the heart that dropped to his feet was being encased in a protective shell.

She looked up at him and fresh tears fell over her cheeks. "You love me?" Luke nodded, a solemn expression on his face. "What if-"

"There are no what ifs Lorelai. I love you. That's it. That's all that matters." His hands were balled into fists by his sides, and he opened and closed them rhythmically as he awaited her response.

"You can't…"

Luke blinked as he processed her words. "I can't?" He scoffed and a harsh laugh escaped out of his throat. "Don't tell me what I can or can't love."

"Luke," she made to reach out for him but he brushed her hands aside and stepped around her out of the shower. He grabbed one of the towels and wrapped it around his waist without bothering to dry himself off at all, then left the bathroom.

Lorelai watched him leave then buried her head in her hands. She took a deep breath stepped out of the shower and grabbed the other towel to dry off. She wrapped it around herself and went to the door. Held a hand on the doorframe to steady herself before walking out to talk to him. But she found the room empty. She spotted his towel on the end of the bed and his rummaged bag on the floor where he had obviously grabbed some clothes before he left. She sank onto the edge of the bed and contemplated her options.

He was obviously still in the vicinity as his belongings were still here and she didn't hear the truck leaving. He had dressed to go outside so she wondered if she should leave him alone, wait for him to return or follow him. She fell back onto the bed and let out a lungful of air. There was no way she would be able to just sit and wait, even for the best of things Lorelai couldn't wait so she tossed her towel aside and quickly dressed, wishing she had thought to pack more than just lingerie and revealing tops.

She slipped on her sneakers and went racing out of the cabin, running at full pelt towards the lake. "Luke!" she called out. "Luke, Come back!" she ran to the pier and looked into the boat but it was empty. She cupped her hands over her eyes to scan the shore to see if she could see him on the path they walked on earlier but there was nothing she could see as the sun had set and there was a severe lack of streetlights in this park. She took off at speed to race along the path glancing up at the cabin as she broke into full speed only to see him sitting in the swing chair by the door.

She had run out of the cabin so fast she didn't even notice he was there. Lorelai slowed her run and turned to face him then jogged back up to the cabin and stood just off the porch in front of him.

"Luke…"

"You called," he answered mirthlessly.

"I'm sorry-" she began but he cut her off.

"You're sorry, but you don't love me," he said then sipped his beer. "And I'm not allowed to love you."

"No!" She stepped forward. "That's not it at all?"

"Oh, did I miss something?" he looked away from her and sipped his beer.

"Luke," she stepped forward and carefully took a seat on the swing chair next to him making it roll a little back and forth. Luke stopped the motion with his foot and took a long drink from his beer, his eyes still on the lakeshore in front of them. "Everything, and I mean everything in my life, with the exception of Rory, has turned to shit."

"Lorelai-"

"Let me finish!" she said, louder than she meant to but it had the desired effect. "This thing between us-"

"Thing?" he sneered.

"This thing has made me happier than I have ever felt in my life. Ever!" she added for emphasis. "And I'm with you Luke, I'm right there, this is all I want, this is what I've been waiting for…"

"But…?"

"But I'm also terrified that when it falls apart-"

"When?"

"I'll be broken beyond repair."

"Lorelai," he put his beer down on the ground and turned slightly to face her and she felt her heart start to beat a little in hope. "It's not going to fall apart."

"Luke, you don't know that."

"So, what, you're going to just live your life in fear? You're going to stay on the edge of this, where it's safe?" Luke scoffed and tipped his head up to the sky to take a breath before coming down to look at her again. "I've been living there Lorelai, for years. Watching you, terrified to say anything or make a move, in case I ended up losing you. But now I have you, you're mine." He let his words sink in and watched as fresh tears rolled out of her eyes but tried his best not to reach out and dry them. "I'm not letting you go. I'm going to keep on loving you whether you want me to or not."

Lorelai let out a laugh through her tears. She rubbed her fingers over her cheeks to dry the errant tears then looked up at him and their eyes clashed. Her smile faded as she noticed the intensity in his eyes and she took in a shaky breath as he studied her.

"I do love you," she said, her voice low barely a murmur.

"Hmm?" he leaned over towards her and placed his ear near her mouth. "What did you say?"

"I love you."

Luke closed his eyes and released his breath and it rattled out of his lungs, making room for his heart to float back up to his chest. He stayed like that for a few more breaths to let her words sink in and become ingrained in his mind then tilted his head a little to face her and noticed more tears dropping aimlessly out of her eyes.

"Hey now," he whispered as he turned to her and cupped her face, dried her tears and kissed her eyes. "No more tears."

He gathered her into his arms, helped her up onto his lap and snuggled her against his chest as he released his foot from the floor and slowly swung the chair back and forth. Lorelai rested her head on the front of his shoulder and gripped the sides of his shirt to wriggle closer to him. He kissed the top of her head and stroked her thigh as he whispered against her ear.

"I love you," he said as the swing moved then kissed her ear as it swung back into place. When her tears dried and the night chill caused her to shiver again, he rubbed her back and sat up a little to urge him off her. "Let's go inside."

She slipped off his lap but held onto his hand, reluctant to break the connection completely as they went back into the cabin. Luke went to the fire and stoked it up, added another log to prolong the heat all the while Lorelai stood by his side, her hand on his back, still touching him.

"Tired?" he asked as he stood up and turned to face her. She slipped her arms around his waist and shook her head. Luke closed his eyes and took a steadying breath then leaned down and kissed her softly. Before his kiss could get too heated, Luke broke it and pulled away. "Tell me again."

Lorelai smiled and a faint blush coloured her cheeks. "I love you Luke Danes." The added clarity of his name on her lips after she said she loved him made Luke grin wider than she had ever seen and she said it again to see it's effect. "I love you Luke Danes, I love you!"

Luke bent to kiss her again and wrapped his arms around her. She brought one of hers around his waist and the other came up to grip his shoulder to make sure he didn't let her go. His tongue slipped passed her lips and caressed hers and soon he was fighting her tongue for control. His hands moved to her sides, grabbed the edges of her t-shirt to pull it off over her head and his eyes flared when he realised she wasn't wearing any bra. His hands immediately covered her breasts and kneaded them tenderly as his lips matched the rhythm against her neck and ear.

Her hands moved to his jeans and pulled the button open then slowly dragged the zip down. She slid her hands in the waistband of his jeans and boxers by his hips, and slowly pushed them down low enough for gravity to pull them to the floor. Luke kicked them aside without breaking his kiss or the rhythm of his hands on her breasts. But as her hands moved up his shirt, unbuttoning it as she moved higher he had to release her to shake it off his arms.

He took the reprieve to relieve her of her shorts and she kicked them aside with her sneakers then took his hands and guided him over towards the couch. Luke made to sit down but she stopped him and instead grabbed a couple of the cushions, and the blanket and made up a bed on the floor by the fire then lowered herself down and lay on her back with her arms reaching for him.

Luke took a moment to look down at her, his eyes following the firelight against her alabaster skin before he lowered himself on top of her. She spread her legs and welcomed his weight. Luke kissed her softly and rested his full weight on her. His arms bracketed her head and he rolled his hips towards her, making her moan into his mouth.

His cock twitched against her belly at the sounds she was making so he slipped one hand between them to be sure she was ready and was surprised by how wet and ready she was. He lifted his hips a little more, guided himself to her entrance and slowly, inch by inch, slid into her depth with a low guttural moan.

After he was sheathed in her completely he held still, lifted his head from the crook of her neck and kissed her slowly. His tongue in her mouth caressed her tongue, her breasts crushed against his chest. She bent one leg and planted her foot on the ground while the other hooked around the back of his thigh, pushing the bottom of his ass into her, as if he could get any closer.

Luke lifted his hips a little then pushed back into her then pulled out a little more and slowly sank back down. She moaned against his ear and her hands clawed at his back. He kept his body pressed to hers as much as he could, reached one hand down to cup her ass, and draw her leg over his hip as his slow thrusting drove her wild. She felt her orgasm flutter around her body, building up higher and tighter every time he lowered himself into her core.

"Luke," she panted, her voice whining in his ear as she begged him for more.

He lifted his head up enough to look at her face, her furrowed brow as she desperately reached for her own release that he was simply intent on intensifying rather than resolving. "Lorelai, look at me," he commanded as he pulled almost all the way out of her and waited for her eyes to open. When they did and they connected with his, Luke paused, held his breath then slowly grinded into her, being sure to circle his pubic bone against her, to rub her clit dragging a loud vocal moan out of her throat.

"I love you Lorelai," he whispered against her ear as he sucked her lobe into his mouth and nipped it gently.

"Luke…" she cried out and bucked her hips beneath him to connect harder. "I need you."

"You have me," he said, this time biting her neck, her shoulder as his hips jerked against her.

"Faster!" she demanded but he just chuckled.

"No."

Lorelai let out a frustrated moan that morphed into one of pleasure as he leaned up a little higher, lifted himself off her chest to change his angle of entry then slowly lowered his hips, dragging his shaft along her clit.

"Oh god, again, do it again," she managed to get out and he obeyed her command holding his position with trembling arms as he repeated the motion. Her grunts were slow and vocal, the noises she was making tugged on strings that were connected to his groin and he felt himself being dragged closer and closer to the edge but he wasn't ready to make that plunge yet.

His hand moved to the side to knead her breast again and he pinched her nipple to get her to make that noise he loved so much. When she made it he felt his cock twitch and he couldn't help the jerking plunge from his hips into hers. Lorelai moaned in pleasure and he repeated the motion then decided to take this to it's inevitable end with a high. He grasped her hip, rested one hand on the pillow by her head and leaned up and pulled her up to meet him as he pushed down into her.

They both groaned, their voices tangling together into the fire causing a tingle in his stomach to shoot down to his balls. So he did it again.

Lorelai felt a quiver building up on her skin, the heat from the fire, the heat from his body, the friction of their bodies, his hairy chest on her breasts, his panting breaths against her temple. He moved one of his legs a little higher changing the angle of his penetration again and she couldn't help the noises that came out of her mouth.

"Luke, I'm… Luke…"

"I love you Lorelai," he said steadily and caught her eyes with his own as he plunged into her his speed picking up when he saw her smile. Her lips curved as the quiver intensified but her smile turned into something more feral, needy. Luke felt her convulsions before he noticed the change on her face as her inner muscles caressed his cock and he sped up his thrusting to envelop himself in her as much as he could. He chased his own release, his hips moving frantically, his cock pushing into her trembling core and Lorelai reached up to cup his face. He opened his eyes, continued to move against her and she lifted her head to kiss him tenderly then lowered her head back to the pillow and smiled.

"I love you Luke Danes, I love you!"

Her words sank into his chest, wrapped around his heart and secured it in place and her smile snapped his resolve and pushed his release over the edge. Luke cried out, screwed his eyes shut as he plunged into her again and followed it up with a couple of hip jerking motions that were beyond his control. He collapsed on top of her, his full weight resting on her but there was nothing he could do about that just yet.

After a few moments he rolled over to the side, his back to the fire to shield her from the heat and pulled her with him so she faced him on her side. He connected their hands and pulled them up to his lips to kiss her knuckles.

"Say it again…"

"I love you"

"Lorelai," he kissed her lips. "I'll never get tired of hearing you say that," he said then paused, looked into her eyes and kissed the tip of her nose. "But I realise it's hard for you to say-"

"It's not hard," she said then with a glance down at his crotch she smiled. "Well, not any more!"

"Lorelai!" He rolled his eyes at her and tried to roll his body but she caught his arm laughing and pulled him back to face her.

"Sorry Luke, I couldn't resist, you tee'd it up I had to!" she laughed and he chuckled as he shook his head at her. "What I was saying was, it's not hard to say to you, I do love you, I'm in love with you."

"Am I sensing a but?"

"No, no buts." She waggled her eyebrows and he smiled at her obvious restraint for not telling the joke that popped into her head. "I love you Luke Danes and I will spend every moment I'm awake trying to show you."

"Every moment?"

"Every. Moment." she said and punctuated each word with a kiss on his lips. Luke wrapped his arms around her and rolled her over so she was lying on top of him.

"Good."

When the heat from the flickering fire became too much Luke rolled her away from it but when even he couldn't take it anymore he suggested they go to bed. Lorelai tried to act shocked and made some joke about him trying to get her into bed but Luke rolled his eyes and stood up. He gathered their clothing and put dropped them onto their bags then pulled back the duvet as he walked to the bathroom. Lorelai listened to him working through his nighttime routine and stayed lying on the floor. Her legs crossed at the ankles, her hands interlocked behind her head. She was still in this position when he came back out and Luke frowned at her.

"You gonna stay there all night?" He sat on the edge of the bed and took off his watch then looked over at her still not moving.

"I'm contemplating."

"Contemplating what?"

"Whether or not the reward for expending energy to move off the floor to get all the way to the bed will be worth it."

"Come to bed."

"Will you make it worth my while?"

"Are you not satisfied yet woman?!"

"I mean sure, if that's all you got in the tank old man."

Luke fell back onto the bed and laughed aloud and Lorelai smiled at the sound. "Oh I'll make it worth your while. Come to bed."

Lorelai stood up and walked over towards the bathroom, sashaying her hips from side to side as she went. He waited for her to return and when she did she detoured through the kitchen to fetch a glass of water he made no effort to hide his pleasure in watching her walking around naked. She circled the bed and stood by the side as she took a long drink, offered him some, which he refused, then placed the glass on the bedside table and climbed in beside him.

Luke lifted his arm to guide her next to him, her head on her shoulder, her hand on his chest and her leg draped over his. He sighed at the sensation of her curled up next to him and enjoyed the room being lit only by fading firelight.

"So how exactly are you going to reward me?"

"I'll think of something." he said as he snuggled her closer. "In another 25, maybe 40 minutes," he added with a chuckle and Lorelai smiled and kissed his chest as she felt her eyes droop over and sleep claimed them both.

The End.

Skinfull

A/N: I was gonna keep going with this one but I've lost control of the characters so I'm going to let the lie and enjoy their HEA ending and focus on other fic ideas I've got stewing. I'll update the blurb too to make it a little more reflective of the actual story. :)