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"Not a chance." Rowan winks at me. "That was beautiful."
"Yeah." Christian nods in agreement. "Any Daddy would be lucky to hear his boy speak so earnestly. From the heart."
Karter grins. "Timofey likes when I tell him how I truly feel. I bet Romeo does, too."
I turn to Romeo in the glistening firelight. "Did I scare you off, Romeo?"
"You couldn’t possibly scare me off by telling me you think we’re fated, precious one. I’ve lived too long on this Earth to pass up true affection when I find it. I know we’re only supposed to be in a sex arrangement, but I can’t deny that I have real feelings for you, too. You’re right to say that the world judges people with desires outside the norm, but you’ve found a safe haven in me. I’m a shack in the mountains you’ve ventured into to stay safe from a scary thunderstorm. Lightning flashes above as rain pelts the grass and trees, but my roof will keep you safe. There isn’t a leak in it. It’s sturdy. Insulated. Built to last. That describes my affection for you—I’m here to protect you, boy. Thank you for being honest with me. I hope that you sense how honest I’m being with you."
I bury my head in Romeo’s chest.
Every nerve ending in my body is tingling, but I don't let that stop me.
Romeo’s words are kind. Exactly what I’ve wanted him to tell me for four years.
"Uh oh." Romeo takes my roasting stick out of my hand. "Your marshmallow turned into a lump of coal."
"Out of every lump of coal, comes a diamond," I whisper.
Everyone around us commences their chatter once again as Romeo and I bask in each other’s presence.
With a twig, he scrapes off my burnt marshmallow, then cleans it in the fire.
He slides a new marshmallow on next, and the sizzling noises make me fizz with warmth.
Romeo guides the roasting stick into my hand, then envelops my hand with his.
Both of our hands roast the marshmallow as one, Romeo’s big one around my Little one.
"Look, Daddy. It’s turning golden brown."
"Like you. Nice and tan for Daddy."
I blush as I rub my cheek on his strong shoulder. "Not my asshole, Daddy. That’s pink."
"Or your butt cheeks. Got a little cream between your legs, eh? You like to tan nude, but you ain’t naked all the damn time. Still got a lil’ line Daddy can lick. Run his tongue along, draw hearts on with his lips. Mmmmm, tan lines."
I climb on Romeo’s lap, wrapping my legs around his waist.
I kiss him.
Powerfully.
Passionately.
Strongly.
My hips grind into his, canting and bucking as my fingers find purchase in his hair.
My lips mate with his, sucking at his mature mouth caterpillars, which feel so right against mine.
Romeo clenches my backside. "I like when you can’t control your feelings for me. Shows me you’ve got real warm fuzzies in your heart."
I moan, grinding on his lap. "The fuzziest fuzzies."
Vincenzo shoots us a look. "You two are worse than me and Ryder."
Ryder nods in agreement. "You can say that again, Daddy. These two make me need insulin."
