Luke pins his arms against his chest, shaking his head and huffing a sharp breath. “Everything he tells me he can do, I’m calling you to verify. I’m just going to go ahead and assume soda is a no, since he just told me he can have it.”

Laughing, I rustle Nolan’s hair, straightening up when the girls walk back over.

“Ready to go?” Mia asks, bouncing on her feet and looking so damn happy.

“Been ready.”

I watch her give Nolan and Chase another fifty hugs and kisses, then another after I almost get her in the truck. The second her ass hits the seat she’s jumping down again and pushing past me, mumbling something about already forgetting what they smell like.

“Mia, baby, it’s two days. I’m not even taking you out of the state.”

I grip the door, watching her press kisses all over Chase’s face like she’s doing it for the last time.

“I know. I just miss them already,” she mumbles against his cheek. She dashes over to Nolan and pulls him into another hug.

He’s ready to get his time started with Luke and begins squirming the second her arms wrap around him.

“Mommy!”

“Okay, okay. I’m going.” After blowing him a kiss, she spins around and climbs up into the truck, securing her seatbelt quickly. “Close the door before I get out again,” she says, rolling her eyes at herself.

I back us out of the driveway and get us halfway down the street before Mia is training her eyes ahead of her, prying them off of the figures growing smaller in my rearview mirror.

“You okay?” I ask, dialing down the volume on the radio, keeping one hand on the wheel and my eyes on the road. “I know this is our first time leaving them overnight. And with Chase being little . . . Fuck, is it too soon? I just wanted . . .”

My brain turns off the second Mia’s hand brushes against the front of my shorts.

“Baby,” I breathe, dropping my head against the seat as she unhooks her belt and slides closer, pressing her tits against my arm and her mouth against my neck, her hand rubbing my hard-on until I’m straining against the zipper and threatening to rip that shit right open.

“Jesus Christ, Mia.”

She doesn’t say a word as she slides the zipper down and pumps my cock. Doesn’t say a goddamn thing as she ducks under my arm and runs her tongue over the swollen head, licking my slit. Her hand wraps around the base as she works her mouth up and down my length, wetting it and moaning, her lips vibrating against my sensitive flesh.

I stop at a red light, gazing down into my lap. I brush her hair out of her face and watch her work my dick.

Her lips stretching wide. Her eyes closed in pure fucking bliss.

Christ, how lucky am I? Road head? She’s going to make me come so fucking hard doing this.

“That’s sexy as fuck, baby.”

She smiles a little around my shaft. The tiniest twitch of her lip.

Her other hand pushes inside my shorts and cups my balls, rolling them in her palm as she takes me to the back of her throat and gags, her saliva pooling in the corner of her mouth and dripping down my length.

The sight of her taking all of me is exquisite.

I gasp and fist her hair. My thighs tense against the leather seat.

“Ah, fuck, Mia. Goddamn . . . you want it, don’t you? You want to taste my cum. Can’t wait ’til I get you in that room and on your knees, can you, baby?”

“Nm, mmm.”

“Fucking greedy. My greedy wife needs it. Needs my cock filling that hot ass mouth.”

Her teeth gently press into my skin. Her warm tongue soothes the sting, lapping the reddened veins.

My hips start jerking, quick thrusts into her welcoming mouth.

The car behind me beeps. I know the light has changed, but I don’t give a fuck.

I’m not stopping. Mia sure as shit isn’t stopping. She’s going at me like I’m her last meal, the last thing she wants to consume before leaving this earth.

She’s choosing me. My cum. My throbbing cock.

I’m supposed to deny her just because some dickhead behind me has places to go? Fat fucking chance.

I slide my hand down her back and squeeze her ass, eliciting a little gasp from her. My other hand is in her hair, a tight fist guiding her up and down, moving her mouth along my dick as I thrust and thrust away from the seat, arching my back and growling, the nerves along my spine crackling with energy and heat and fuck . . . she squeezes my balls again at the same time as deep-throating me, her other hand jacking me off violently into her mouth.

“Fuuuuck, baby,” I moan, emptying myself down her throat, coming so fucking hard my foot slides off the pedal and the truck lurches forward.

“Fuck!”

I shift my foot back to the brake, gripping the wheel with both hands as I continue exploding.

Mia swallows, licking and sucking me dry, making these hot, little squelching noises with her mouth.

I sag against the seat. I nearly pass the fuck out.

She purrs, clearly proud of herself. With the sexiest, sweetest smile, Mia turns her head and gazes up at me through those long, dark lashes. Her eyes soft and adoring.

“Good?” she asks, resting her head on my thigh, her breathing irregular.

Another car lays on the horn behind us. The light apparently changed again. I ignore them, along with every other motherfucker out here on the road.

My wife just sucked my brains through my cock. I’m going to love on her a little. They can go the fuck around me.

I scoop Mia up and pull her into my lap, kissing her jaw and the sensitive skin beneath her ear.