Matteo’s Pov

My eyes flutter as I kiss up her skin, a feeling of satisfaction filling my heart so much so a small whimper escapes from my throat while I taste her skin.

My wife, she does something to me, something extraordinary. She brings me to my knees at will, knowingly and unknowingly, literally and metaphorically.

She’s all I’ve ever needed. All I’ve ever searched for. And when I gaze up at her while my tongue merges with her skin, I realize that this predicament is suffered by ...