A/N: Merry Christmas everyone. Here is the 4th and final installment of this story. This was my first ever attempt at smut so I really hope you like it. Thanks for reading! A huge thank you to Filo for betaing of this chapter.
Lorelai snuggled against her husband as her thoughts strayed back to the day Rory had caught them kissing in the kitchen.
"That dinner you made that night was delicious," she told him.
Luke leaned toward her, his mouth inches from hers as he growled soft and deep, "As I recall, dessert was even better." He kissed her then, as passionately and urgently as he had the night in the diner.
When they broke apart, Lorelai smiled at him and said, "Yes, it really was amazing, wasn't it?"
Lorelai watched in awe as Luke deftly moved through her kitchen, clearing away the dinner dishes, and putting the leftovers in the fridge. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. Just hours earlier she'd been freaking out to him about her fight with Sookie, and wigging about Mia selling the inn. Now he was in her kitchen, cleaning up after a dinner HE had made for her on their very first date.
She observed him fondly as he bent to put something away on the bottom shelf of the fridge, providing her with a perfect view of the swell of his backside. She was eager to touch him again, and the view made her even more impatient.
Deciding that she'd waited long enough, Lorelai met him at the fridge just as he'd stood up and closed the door.
His eyes widened in wonder as she pushed him against the fridge and pressed her lips firmly to his. "I can't believe I'm allowed to do that," she said, as she began to kiss him again, varying her pressure. Luke responded by pulling her closer, one hand on her bottom and the other tangled in her hair as he sucked her tongue into his mouth.
She continued to lavish him with her kisses as she reached around and started to unbutton his shirt. Luke pulled away from their kiss panting softly. "Rory?"
"She's having a Mrs. Kim approved movie night at Lanes, followed by a sleepover." Lorelai told him.
His voice was deep and sexy as he said, "So we're alone?"
Lorelai nodded and trailed kisses down his jaw-line, as she continued to work at the buttons on his flannel shirt.
Luke groaned as he felt her wet, open mouthed kisses on his neck. She finished unbuttoning his shirt and slid it off his shoulders and down his arms before pulling off his t-shirt and admiring his athletic form.
She ran her hands over his chest, lightly and followed with another trail of erotic kisses. Her warm mouth enveloped his nipple and he moaned in pleasure as he felt her tongue dart out and circle it. She pulled on it gently with her teeth before kissing her way to his other nipple and repeating the process.
Suddenly, Luke flipped them around, pressing Lorelai against the fridge while he held her hands above her head. "My turn," he growled hungrily.
He reached for the hem of her green t-shirt and slowly pulled it over her head, his fingers grazing her ribcage lightly. He threw the shirt on the floor and took hold of her wrists again, admiring her almost naked torso. She looked incredible in her red lacy bra. Luke bent his head and applied kisses to her breasts through the intricate fabric. Lorelai arched her back, as he continued to ravish her.
He nipped his way down her smooth stomach, stopping at the waistline of her jeans. He wondered if her panties matched her bra and his arousal increased at the thought. He released her wrists, and kissed her deeply, as he unclasped her jeans and began to slide them over her hips.
He broke the kiss and held her steady as she kicked them off. She stood before him, clad in only her lacy red bra and panties, and to Luke, it was the most beautiful vision in the world.
He kissed her again, his hands tracing patterns on her spine as he edged her to the kitchen table, stopping when her bottom rested against the tabletop. He reached around, and unclasped her bra, releasing her supple breasts. He captured them in his mouth, one at a time, gently pulling and suckling as she leaned her head back and moaned in pleasure.
He prevented her from reaching out to explore his chest again by batting her hands away. "Later," he explained. "This is all about you."
With that, he helped her lay across the table, retrieving his shirt from the floor, bundling it up and placing it beneath her head like a pillow. He tugged on her nipples with his mouth, his teeth grazing them softly, driving her wild. Lorelai began to lift her hips, trying to press against him.
Luke released her breasts and licked a zigzag pattern across her stomach. When he reached the waistband of her panties, he sat on one of the chairs and gently draped her legs over his shoulders. He started at her knees and kissed his way up each thigh and down the other side several times, each time deliberately ignoring the area between her legs.
Lorelai squirmed, his teasing sending shivers coursing through her body. She could feel his breath, so close to the area she most wanted him to touch, and yet he drove her crazy as he ignored it.
Finally, he shuffled the chair in closer and sat in front of her, his nose just inches away from her dampness. He smelled her sweet aroma and his resolve broke. She gasped as his mouth engulfed her through the lacy fabric. He nuzzled against her cas he lifted the delicate fabric aside and slid a finger inside, pleased to find her wet and ready. He removed his finger and Lorelai cried out in protest. "More."
"Coming," Luke replied, as he caught the top of her panties with his teeth.
"Dirty," Lorelai joked.
Luke chuckled, the deep tone vibrating against her, as he slowly guided her panties down with his mouth. Lorelai gasped at the sensation it sent through her body.
Luke discarded the panties and settled back into the chair, studying the glistening folds before him. Just at the moment when Lorelai thought she was going to go insane if he didn't touch her again, she felt his tongue licking her up and down. He continued to lick her, varying the pressure and occasionally dipping his tongue deep inside. Lorelai grew more aroused with every stroke. She brought her hands to her breasts and squeezed them as Luke continued to suck and lick, driving her wild. She began to buck her hips frantically as he drove her to the edge with his skilful mouth. He buried his tongue deep inside of her as his fingers circled the magic spot. Lorelai bucked more urgently and screamed his name as the wave of pleasure overtook her.
She lay naked and panting on the table as she recovered and Luke lapped up her juices.
When she finally felt capable of moving again, she tried to sit up. Luke offered her his hand and helped her pull herself to her feet. As soon as she was standing, she wove her fingers through his hair. "That was amazing. Where'd you learn to do that?" she whispered against his lips.
Luke smiled and merely said, "Thank you," before he pressed his lips to hers again and kissed her diligently.
She could feel his bulge pressing against her stomach and she felt herself growing wet again. She explored his back with her hands as they continued to kiss.
Lorelai pulled away, needing to touch and explore him, the way he'd explored her. She unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his legs. She knelt at his feet, removed his shoes and helped him step out of his jeans. When she had completed her task, she looked up and realized that she was eyelevel with his boxers. Luke saw the gleam in her eye as she reached for him, and he quickly caught her wrist to stop her.
"Lorelai," he murmured urgently, "not this time. Right now I want to make love to you."
She stood up, her eyes shining with emotion as she nodded.
She grabbed his arm and led him up the stairs to her bedroom. They stopped at the edge of the bed and kissed tenderly. Luke broke the kiss to scoop her up and lay her gently on the mattress. He crawled up after her and found her lips again. He quickly shed his boxers and began to rub his length between her legs. Lorelai squirmed as he rubbed against her clit. "Now, Luke," she gasped. "I need you."
"I need you too, Lorelai, you have no idea how much." With that, Luke entered her, finding her wet and ready for him. He slid in slowly, letting her adjust to him before beginning to thrust gently. They found a rhythm together and she soon felt the familiar pressure building as he stroked her closer and closer to her tipping point. She felt it coming and tried to hold off, wanting to wait for him, but at that exact moment he pressed his fingers to her clit and she was lost. She screamed his name as she writhed beneath him.
Luke bit his lip as she came, trying desperately to hold off on his own pleasure until he could make her scream for him again.
As her breathing began to normalize again, Luke started to move within her slowly, his fingers lazily circling her clit. Lorelai gasped as she felt the pressure building for the third time that evening. Luke began to thrust faster, his fingers pressing harder against her as they climbed together. She began to scream his name again, and this time Luke allowed himself to let go. Together they plummeted over the edge as a giant wave a pleasure engulfed them.
Luke collapsed against her chest and they lay together, completely spent. When Luke finally felt like he could move again, he rolled onto his side and pulled Lorelai securely against him. He kissed her temple tenderly and then closed his eyes, a broad smile playing against his lips as he slept.
"That was a wonderful night, Luke," Lorelai whispered to her husband as she kissed him tenderly.
"For me too," Luke said in a low, suggestive voice.
"That was when I first knew I was madly in love with you," Lorelai confessed.
Luke looked at her in surprise. "Really? But you didn't say anything until months later."
"That's because I was in denial. I thought it was too soon, only our first date. What I didn't consider, was the fact that I'd fallen in love with you long before we ever got together, I was just too afraid to admit it, and so I shoved the feeling aside and ignored it. What a fool I was," she said sadly."The things we learn through hindsight."
Luke laughed softly and gave her a kiss. "I'm glad you stopped being so foolish," he teased.
Lorelai giggled. "Amen to that."
She stood up and gestured to the door. "Luke, I think it's time to go to bed."
Luke detected the familiar heat in her eyes as he stood and took her hand. "Yes, it's definitely time for bed," he agreed.
They crossed the threshold together, hands clasped as they entered the home they had created together, the place where they had raised their 5 children and where they now entertained their multitude of heirs.
They climbed the stairs slowly and when they reached the bed, Luke began to capture her in a deluge of erotic kisses. They quickly stripped and climbed onto the bed where they re-enacted their very first night of love making together.
When they were done, Luke encased Lorelai in his arms and held her to him. "I love you, Lorelai Gilmore," he whispered, kissing her temple, just as he had on that night long ago.
Lorelai smiled. "I love you, Luke Danes."
Then together they drifted off to sleep, each with a broad smile playing across their lips.