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"Yes, Daddy." My cries of delight echo throughout the wedding. "You're the best kisser ever!"

Kissing Benedetto feels right. It's amazing that this man claims me in front of his family.

Gianluca growls as he marches over to Benedetto. "I can't believe you're doing this. You can't screw up the mission."

Nana hits Gianluca with her handbag. "Hush, straight boy. You're ruining the show."

Benedetto shrugs his shoulders. "The heart wants what it wants,fratello. In this case, my heart wants the boy I rescued from the Diavolos’ warehouse. He's in our circle of trust now and there's nothing you can do about it."

I reach between Daddy's legs and grope his dick. "You like kissing me, don't you, Daddy?" I lick his lips as I rub his crotch. "You're so hard."

"Oh yeah," Nana drawls. "Get to the good stuff."

Gianluca palms his forehead. "You two need to get a room."

That's when the sound of an obnoxious dog catches our attention. Pickles leaps onto the hors d'oeuvre table and barks. She locates the tray of fancy cheeses.

"Pickles!" I shout, racing toward her. "No eating the appetizers!"

Pickles shoots me a look and completely ignores me.

Benedetto barks out a laugh. "That's Pickles for you."

"Reign in your dog." I jab his ribs. "She'll eat the entire wedding."

Nana turns her camera around. "Get back to the kissing. It’s been years since I’ve been this wet."

23

BENEDETTO

The warm oceanbreeze blows my hair back as I settle into the sand with Wesley. I slink my arm around his waist and pull him flush with my body, then plant a kiss on his cheek. God Almighty, I'm the luckiest man on this planet. I try to think what I did to deserve a boy like this, but I can't recall.

I probably saved a fucking fly or something in a past life and the Hindu deities responsible for reincarnation blessed me. I can think of zero other reason I'm so lucky.

Wesley rests his cheek against my shoulder. "I had the best day ever." He burrows into my body. "Thank you so much."

I kick my feet out of my shoes and slip them in the water. The tide is coming in and so the sandy spot where we’re sitting will soon be submerged under the sea. But the setting sun over the glistening blue makes for a beautiful view, so I'm not complaining.

"You're something else." I dip down and tuck a strand of his blond hair over his ear, then swipe a bead of sand from his wrist. "I can't believe you grabbed my dick in front of Nana."

Wesley turns to me. "Was I not supposed to do that?" He bites his lower lip. "I mean, I had a feeling you were super close with your family. Maybe I crossed some boundaries."

I shake my head. "Not a chance." Squeezing Wesley's waist, I beckon him even closer to me. "Nana is super kink positive and so is the rest of my fam. Hell, she's the reason my Mom and Dad got together. She wouldn’t judge you for grabbing my dick."

Wesley stares at the ocean. "How did they meet?"

"In Italy." I chuckle in amusement as I recount the way they met. "Nana was a dominatrix and my grandfather was her favorite client. It's the cheesiest love story ever, but that's my family for you."

"That's so cool." Wesley can't believe his ears. "Your family is so open-minded and accepting. You lucked out."

"I know." I run my toe through the sea foam. "Some gay boys aren’t so lucky. Their fathers are preachers or religious fanatics who refuse to let them be themselves. My parents were very socially conscious and they didn't judge my brothers for being gay."

Wesley lets out a whistle. "Your family’s freaking awesome." He picks up a handful of sand and lets it fall over his legs. "I can't recall the last time I had so much fun."

I kiss his cheek. "Did you enjoy bouncing in the alien house?" I nudge his ribs. "It looked like you had a blast."

After our chat with Gianluca and Nana, Arlo invited Wesley and Rusty into the bouncy house. They played for an hour straight, taking turns shoving each other in the air.

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