His fingers ran along my waistband, loosening the drawstring and lowering my pants until they rested low around my hips. He kissed me, causing me to gasp. Taking advantage of my open mouth, his tongue plunged inside at the same time his fingers drove into the front of my pants—finding me, parting me, touching me intimately. My head fell back, my lips fell from his, so he kissed and licked and sucked on my neck as he touched me.

I arched back over his arm as he stroked me while he parted his thighs, so my bottom was between them, with his hardness against my hip. I moaned softly as he rubbed faster, circling, then dipping inside, then back out to where I needed his touch. Panting, I tried to move so I could touch him too, but he stopped me.

“No, this is for you,” he said.

I stared into his eyes as I felt it build. Waves of feelings washed over me. I closed my eyes as his touch drove me to the edge. “Luke…Oh…” I gasped and closed my eyes.

“Look at me,” he growled.

I opened my eyes and saw him looking down at me with intense desperation. “Tell me you’re mine. Say it,” he demanded.

“I’m yours.” I gasped. “I’m yours, I’m yours…” I repeated as the orgasm washed over me, leaving me spent and boneless in his arms.

He cupped me softly as I finished coming down. “You’re mine again, Lily. Mine.”

I nodded because heck yes, I was. I reached up to wrap my arms around his neck and pulled his face to mine. He kissed me again, and I melted into his arms.

“It’s my turn now.” I sat up, then turned and slid to my knees on the floor. I grinned up at him. I was about to reach for his zipper and return the favor. But then I heard Calla cry in the baby monitor.

Well, crap. I’d never had to deal with this before. Now I knew why Violet used to call Finn and Nick her little cockblockers when they were babies.

“I’m so sorry, Luke.” I cringed.

He leaned forward and kissed me again, then laughed softly against my lips.

“Another time, baby. This is our life now.”