Page 196 of The Wife Situation

She nods. “It is now! It’s the home of the seventy-two-ounce steak!”

“Fuck, everythingisbiggerin Texas,” I mutter, not able to mentally picture how much meat that is.

“Yep, there’s a whole challenge around eating it all too. Everyone in the room watches as this huge clock hangs over your head.”

“Oh, we’re going,” I tell her. “But that means we must add something else to our list to replace it.”

“Ourlist.” She smiles. “I like how you said that.”

It rains harder, and on either side of us are pastures. It’s difficult to see outside as the car gets pounded. We come across a rest stop that’s an empty parking lot, so I pull over and park. We’re in no rush.

Leaning forward, I study the angry clouds, wanting to check the radar, but refusing to let my cell phone blip my location.

“Dance with me,” she says, pulling my thoughts away.

I don’t hesitate before I leave the car and walk to her side. She joins me and kisses me as the rain falls against our skin. It fucking hurts, but we’re alive and together. I twirl her around and dip her down. We’re laughs and smiles and memories and adventure, and it’s moments like this that I’ll never regret falling in love with my little adventure-taker.My wife.

Drops of water fall off my hair and splash across her cheeks, and I pull her closer to me. “Dancing in the rain was added?”

“Yes, just now,” she says.

Her nipples press through her T-shirt, and it grows heated between us. Her cheeks are between palms as I desperately kiss her. The water from the summer storm falls around us.

I press her against the car and she reaches down, grabbing my cock that’s strained against my jeans, feeling exactly what she does to me.

“Fuck,” she says, chewing on her lip.

“Back seat?”

“Yes.”

We’re like teenagers, tripping and giggling, falling into the back seat, soaked. Our hands and lips are full of want and needand everything in between as we struggle to remove wet clothes from our bodies.

“I love this.” She giggles.

“Me too,” I say, slamming my lips against hers as I sink my cock deep inside of her.

She hisses out, opening her thighs wide as I pump into her. She rocks her hips and her teeth slide down my neck as her strained pants fill the space.

“I’ll never get enough of you,” she whispers.

“I hope you don’t,” I say, knowing we’re never satisfied, even when we lose ourselves together.

“Are you doing okay?” she asks, knowing today was supposed to be the day.

“With you by my side, nothing matters, Lexi.”

The pressure of the world should destroy us, but it only makes us stronger, justlike a diamond.

After we check in to the motel next door to the Big Texan and change into clothes that aren’t wet, we walk across the parking lot and put our names on the waiting list. The two of us stroll around, playing a few arcade games, then enter the gift shop and buy shot glasses and magnets. People glance our way, but I don’t think it’s because they recognize us.

We’re beautiful together.

Lexi signs us up for the challenge, and we pay before trying our luck. We’d lose even if we were sharing.

Lexi and I step up on the platform at the Big Texan, smiling. The announcer gives us the rules and points at the clock, and aroom full of people, from the bottom floor to the upstairs area, is staring at us.

“Wait, this is live-streamed?” I ask, glancing at Lexi. Then, I see the camera pointed at us.

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