“You have a fight to win tomorrow.”
“It’s not important, Ari. You’re what’s important.”
She pulls back enough to look at me. My girl tries so hard to be strong all of the time, but sometimes, she needs a safe place to break. I’ll always be that place for her.
“I’m fine, Beefcake.” She sighs, running her fingers through my hair. “Go train. Lil already has your next sticker picked out, and she’ll be pissed if she has to wait to put it on your chart.”
“Hmm. I’m more excited about the prize you mentioned earlier.” I’ve hardly thought of anything else since she brought it up.
“I bet you are.”
“You know I want you there, right? You cheering me onringside is very high up on the list of shit that needs to happen in my life. And we’ll make it happen soon.”
She leans forward, and I rest my forehead against hers. “What else is on that list?”
“Taking you on a honeymoon. A real one, anywhere you want to go. Going to a baseball game with Marco and my dad. Pushing Lil in every body of water we ever get close to.” She snorts at that one. “What’s on your list, baby?”
“Hmmm… driving that ’67 Mustang I won from your dad. Drinking coffee in every single state. Finding my favorite pair of heels that have been missing for over a year. And you fucking me on that desk.” She motions toward the desk with her head.
“Damn, I keep forgetting about that desk. We’re marking that one off your list tonight.”
Her lips meet mine in a slow kiss. Oh yeah, we’re definitely fucking on that desk as soon as possible. My cock starts to get hard, and the minx on my lap rubs against it.
My phone dings, the screen showing a text from Marco letting me know the guys I spar with are downstairs waiting. Ariana untangles herself from me and stands. “Go on, come find me when you’re done.”
I stand and kiss her. “As soon as I can. Hey, you know that Mustang is a clutch, right?”
She smirks, glancing down at my shorts. “I guess you’ll have to teach me how to drive a stick, Hot Stuff.”
I jump in the shower when I’m done training, and come out to find Ariana leaning against the desk. She’s wearing a short skirt, heels, and a tank top that dips low, showing off her cleavage.
“You’re a fucking wet dream, Minx.” I stalk toward her, dropping my towel to the floor. Her eyes go to my cock, and she licks her lips, making it twitch. “Do you see what you do to me? You make me so fucking hard.” I stop in front of her and drag my nose up her neck, breathing her in as she shudders. When I graze her bare shoulder with my teeth, she moans and runs the tips of her fingers along my shaft.
“Are you wet for me, baby?” I already know she is. She probably was even before I got out of the shower, just from standing there in this sexy outfit and anticipating what was to come.
She nods. I reach up under her skirt and palm her pussy through her panties. When I feel how soaked she is, I groan and suck on her skin where her neck meets her shoulder. There’ll be a mark there later. She whines and gets even wetter.
“I need to taste this sweet pussy.” I pick her up and move around the desk, then place her on the edge in front of the chair as I sit. I’m on her pussy instantly, teasing her with my tongue through her drenched panties.
“Oh god, Luca!” Her legs are over my shoulders, her skirt hiked up, and her hand is in my hair, pulling it just the way I like. Grabbing the sides of her panties, I rip them as Ariana gasps. I drag my tongue through her wetness, then focus my attention on her clit, licking, biting, and sucking on it until she gushes into my mouth with a loud moan. I lap her pussy through her orgasm, fighting my own.
My wife can make me come without even touching me. Just tasting her like this, hearing her moans and groans and whimpers, always brings me to the edge. I stand and thrust into her as I crush her mouth to mine. She loves tasting herself on my tongue.
Her legs wrap around my hips. I pump in and out, holding her hips so hard I know I’ll leave bruises, but she loves that, too. Just like how I love the way her nails are digging into my back. I fuck her hard, and she meets me move for move.
“You.” Thrust “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” Thrust. “Minx.” She goes crashing over the edge, taking me with her. Our combined cum leaks out around my cock and onto the desk. I collapse, using my arms to brace myself so I don’t crush her into the wood.
It’s several minutes before I can move. Minutes I spend enjoying the way she makes my heart race, the way she makes my soul relax. We both groan as my dick slips free. “Make sure you pick the sturdiest damn desk you can find for our room, baby.”
She grins at me. “You think? Now let’s clean up because there’s cum everywhere. And you owe me a new pair of panties.”
Chapter 80
Ready to earn another sticker
Luca
“We’ve been married for a whole week now,” Ariana says sleepily when she wakes up in my arms on Saturday morning.
