WHEN LUKE'S ALARM went off at four thirty Friday morning, he'd already been awake for an hour, thinking about meeting Pierce later that morning. This was it. He was going to make a decision about meeting his father today, and while he should feel relieved, he was going back and forth over the issue from a million different angles. Daisy stirred beside him and draped her arm over his chest. He hoped he'd never have to know what it felt like to wake up without her.
Daisy lifted her head and looked at him through heavy lids. "Hey."
"Hey, babe. Sorry if I woke you."
"You didn't." She pushed up onto her elbow. Her hair tumbled over the thin strap of her cami as her fingers traveled along his abs. "Nervous about talking with Pierce?"
She ran her hand over his chest and kissed him above his nipple. "Whatever you decide is okay, Luke. You'll know the right thing to do when you get there. Are you sure you don't want me to take off work and go with you?"
He kissed her forehead. "I love that you would, but I think I have to face this alone, and you're meeting with Kevin and the girls to coordinate the clinic at the library, aren't you?"
"Yeah, but if you need me, I'll cancel."
"Don't be silly." He loved that she'd put her own agenda aside for him, but he had no idea what he was going to find out today, or how he'd react. It would be safer for him to deal with it on his own, with Pierce.
He pulled Daisy onto his chest, and good Lord, she was soft and warm and inviting enough to be dangerous. She lowered her lips to his chin, then kissed his neck and wiggled her body down-making him hard as a rock-so she could kiss his chest again.
"Careful. I'm not very good at resisting you."
"Who says I want to be resisted?" Her hair tumbled in front of her eyes, and she bit her lower lip, looking seductive as hell.
Luke wrapped his arm around her waist and gently flipped her onto her back, settling his legs between hers. He brushed her hair from her face and gazed into her eyes. "Do you have any idea how much I love you?" A smile formed on her lips, and he kissed her softly. "I love that you help your family." He kissed her again. "I love that you take care of others." He kissed her neck and pressed his hips into hers, then whispered in her ear, "I love the way you feel beneath me."
Her fingers slipped beneath his briefs, and the feel of her soft hands pressing on his ass as she rocked her hips sent a shudder through him. She tugged his briefs down and he made quick work of taking them off. He straddled her and came up on his knees.
"Now, this is a little unfair. I'm naked as a jaybird and you're dressed in your silky..." He drew her cami up and lowered his mouth to her breast. "Seductive top." He laved her breast, feeling her nipple pebble beneath his tongue as he pulled her top off and tossed it aside. "That's better." He took her other breast in his mouth and brushed his thumb over her other nipple
"Oh God, Luke..."
He kissed his way down her body to her panties. "You're still way too clothed." He snagged the silky material with his teeth and dragged them down to her thighs; then he licked her sweet center. She breathed harder, and her thighs tensed as she rocked against his mouth. He loved how her body reacted to him. He slid his fingers inside of her, and she gripped his shoulders. He'd learned how to take her right up to the brink of release, and when she began sucking in halted gasps of air, he drew his mouth away and stroked her inner thighs with his tongue while he rubbed the sensitive nub that he knew would take her over the edge. She writhed beneath him, making sexy little noises that were driving him out of his mind. He came back to her center to taste her again as he reached up and squeezed her nipple.
She gasped a sharp breath.
Her body began to tremble, and her inner muscles clamped down, pulsating around his fingers as she rocked into him, panting with need. He moved up her body and took her in a deep, hard kiss. Jesus, he loved making love to her. Before she could come down from the peak, he drove into her. Her eyes flew open, and she sucked in a breath, clawing at his shoulders, his arms, wherever she could find purchase.
She bit down on his shoulder. He nearly came from the exquisite pain, sending him into a frantic frenzy of kissing, sucking, licking her neck, her shoulder, her cheek. He groped her breasts. She felt so damn good, he had to thrust harder, faster, deeper. Her head fell back, and she cried out a loud sound of pleasure. Her beauty was mesmerizing. Luke slowed his pace, wanting more of her, more time with her. He wanted to feel her body clamp down around him again, and he drew himself out, teasing her with the tip, until she opened her eyes wide and clenched her teeth.
"Un-fair." She rocked in to him.
The desire in her eyes made him shiver. Her fingers dug into his back in perfect sync to her inner muscles clenching around him, driving him to thrust in deep. Their heated bodies slicked with sweat as they stroked and loved, groped and caressed, and clung to each other as if their next breath depended on the strength from the other. Luke thrust in deep, again and again, taking them both over the edge until they fell to the mattress, their bodies pulsing with aftershocks.
Luke used to think sex was a great stress reliever, and as he reached for Daisy's hand, he realized that as close as he and Daisy had become, they weren't having sex at all-they were truly making love. Bringing their bodies as close together as their hearts, minds, and souls had already become. Like second skins.
Daisy laced her fingers with his, and as Luke brought it to his lips, he knew he could handle whatever he learned about his father, as long as he had Daisy to come home to.