SWNOVELS The Temporary Wife: Chapter 65
“What’s wrong?” Luca asks when I walk into my bedroom, my eyes glued to my phone. He’s seated at my desk and rises to his feet to meet me halfway. For a moment I hesitate, but then he holds out his hand for me and smiles. “Another rejection?”
“Yeah,” I admit as I entwine our fingers, discouraged. It’s been three weeks since he moved in with me, and I’ve lost count of the number of rejections I’ve gotten. Considering how qualified I am for these jobs, this should be impossible. “This reminds me of the last time I tried finding a different job,” I mutter, my eyes narrowed.
Luca smiles sheepishly and cups the back of his neck. “I’m sorry,” he murmurs. “You’ll never let me live that down, will you? I shouldn’t have blacklisted you, baby. But what was I supposed to do? You were so set on leaving me, and you know I never could’ve let that happen.”
I cross my arms and stare him down. “You’re saying sorry, but you really don’t sound very sorry at all, Luca.”
He chuckles and runs a hand through his hair. “I admit that this sucks, baby. Literally no one I know is returning my calls, and all my job applications result in instant rejections. We definitely got blacklisted, and it’s an awful experience. In some ways, it would’ve been the perfect payback for what I did to you, huh?”
I glare at him and poke him in the stomach, annoyed. “Still not an apology.”
“I apologize for hurting you,” he tells me, his gaze sincere. “But I won’t apologize for doing everything in my power to keep you by my side. Was it a little psychotic and definitely toxic? Absolutely. Would I do it all over again? Yes, without a single doubt. How can I regret doing something that eventually led to you becoming my wife? Every single step we’ve taken in the last couple of years led us to each other. If I could go back in time, I’d still do whatever it takes to make you mine.”
“You’re incorrigible,” I tell him.
“I’m just in love with you,” he counters. “I’m irrevocably, insanely, unconditionally, in love with you.”
“How am I supposed to stay mad at you when you say things like that?”
“You aren’t, baby,” he murmurs as he pulls me closer, his arms wrapping around my waist. “But if you need a little more placating, I will selflessly offer up my body for you.”
I burst out laughing, and the sound surprises me. It’s been so long since I laughed that way. The last couple of weeks haven’t been easy, and grief still haunts me, coming in waves interspersed with self-doubt and fear. But this is what keeps me going. Luca’s patience, his love.
“Pray tell,” I murmur as a sly smile finds its way onto my lips. “How will you appease my anger?”
Luca chuckles and lifts me into his arms, eliciting a soft gasp from me. My legs wrap around his hips, and he pushes me against the wall. “Well, of course, I’d have to start with a kiss.”
His lips brush against mine, and he kisses away my smile leisurely, slowly turning me on, until he’s got me writhing against him.
“Then what?” I murmur against his lips.
He chuckles and turns us around. “Then I carry you to your bed,” he tells me as he sits me down at the edge of my bed, my feet on the floor.
“Oh yeah?” I whisper. “What for?”
Luca chuckles and pushes my dress up. “So I can take this off.” He slowly drags my panties down my legs, and I can’t help but giggle. He makes me so insanely happy, it’s unreal.
“You wanna know what comes next?” he asks as he kneels in front of my bed, between my legs.
“Yeah,” I moan as he kisses my thigh.
“Next, I get a taste of your pussy. I’ll fuck you with my tongue until you forget why you were mad at me in the first place.”
I gasp when I feel his tongue on me. He grabs my legs and drapes them over his shoulders, his hands on my hips as he does what he told me he would. Luca’s tongue brushes over my clit over and over again, and within minutes, he’s got me ready to come. There’s something about the way he touches me. No matter whether he’s being rough or patient, his touch is always filled with devotion.
“Please,” I whisper, but he chuckles and pulls away. “Luca!” I complain. He got me right to the edge before pulling away, leaving me needy and frustrated. “This is not an apology. It’s torture!”
He merely smirks and undoes his jeans, his eyes on mine as he takes his cock out. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of this sight. The way he looks at me, his hand wrapped around his cock, his wedding ring catching the light. It makes my heart race in a way it has never done for anyone else.
Luca grabs my legs and lifts them over his shoulder as he pushes the tip into me, slowly. “Baby,” he murmurs. “I love making you come on my tongue, but today I want this hot pussy of yours squeezing my cock tightly. There’s nothing better than coming with you.”
I lock my ankles behind his head as he thrusts all the way into me, his eyes on mine as he fucks me slowly, keeping me at a slight angle. He knows I can’t last long when he’s gotten me this close, but I’m trying my best to hold on. I want him to enjoy every second of this as much as I do.
“Your pussy is so fucking good, baby. It’s like a fucking vice. Fuck. It’s my favorite thing in the whole world.”
I giggle even as I’m overcome with passion. This is something I never even knew was possible. I didn’t think it was possible to have so much fun, love, passion, and joy all blended together into one. I suppose that’s what happiness is.
“More,” I plead, and Luca’s gaze morphs into something else. I love watching him lose it for me. He makes me feel so ridiculously wanted.
“Like this?” he asks as he rotates his hips a little with every thrust. He pulls out almost all the way, before thrusting into me hard, over and over again.
“Yeah,” I moan. “Oh God, yeah. I can’t…” I can’t hold on for much longer when he takes me like that.
“Fuck, I love you,” Luca groans, and I bite down on my lip harshly as a powerful orgasm washes over me in waves. He moans and takes me harder, coming seconds after I do. “I really fucking love you.”
I smile at him as I squeeze my inner muscles, enjoying the way he groans each time I do it. “I love you more,” I tell him. I didn’t even think I was capable of loving anyone the way I love him. He broke the mold and set a new precedent. He showed me what true happiness is, and for the rest of our lives, I’m going to do what I can to make sure he always feels the same way.