C43 LUCA'S POV

Back to the present.

"You're already wet for me. Don't fight it." My voice is raspy as I whisper against Lily's ears. My fingers slid under her dress, skimming the length of her bare thigh under the table.

"Someone may see us." Lily's eyes scan the large hall; no doubt she's looking for her parents. They may be in another room; it's a large party, a birthday party