Page 146 of This Thing of Ours


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“Stop telling me what I need!” she growls, but there’s joy and laughter in her voice, and her eyes are sparkling with happiness.

She keeps watching me, her caramel-colored eyes holding me hostage as she opens her mouth wide and deep throats me in a single gulp. Layne grabs one of my hands and puts it on her head before she does the same with the other.

“You want to me fuck your mouth? Out here, where everyone can see you gagging on my cock?”

Layne fights against my hold until she can speak. She takes a huge gulp before she remembers what she wanted to say. “Perfect cock, Matteo. Say it again properly.”

And then she inhales me again. I hit the back of her throat, she gags, and I nearly lose my fucking mind. My fingers tangle in her wet hair, and I tilt her face upward. The rain falls harder, and I start to fuck my wife’s beautiful mouth.

“Swallow me all down. Every inch of my perfect cock. And then, once I’ve filled your throat and you’ve swallowed every last drop, you’re going to get back in our car, and your lips are going to stay wrapped around my cock until we’re home.”

She fucking sucks so hard, I swear she’s trying to rip my soul from my body. Maybe she should, because then I’d find the right words to describe how I love this woman with every inch of me.

Cars pass, and the rain makes it impossible for them to see, but if they did, I’d have no issue. Layne needs this, and what she needs, she gets.

“Sit back, mouth open,” I bark, doing a great impersonation of an Alpha.

And she responds before I finish, doing exactly what I said. “Every last drop,” I say, milking myself into her mouth.

I lick out what’s left in her mouth before I’ve got my lips next to her ear, my thumb caressing over my bite on her throat. “I love you so much.”

A small smile sits on her lips, and she simply looks deep into my eyes before she pushes my hair off my face. “Matteo, never leave me. I wouldn’t survive without you.”

“Yeah, you would, because you are the strongest person I know. But here’s the truth—this thing of ours, Layne, it’s a forever, and ever, and fucking ever, ever, ever thing.”