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***Mak's POV***

"Baby, we're here. Come on. Wake up sweet boy." Kisses touch my lips and I batter my eye lashes to gather the strength to open my eyes.

"There you are, love. Did you sleep well?" Grey smiles that devastatingly sexy grin in my direction.

"Mmhmm. I'm hungry though." I announce my fist rubs my eyes to help me wake up.

"That's good. We are checking in at the hotel. Then, we have reservations. Italian, imagine that." Grey chuckles when I light up like the Time Square Christmas tree.

"The faster we board off of the plane, the quicker you get food." Daddy Parker picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.

Grey attempts a protest. I hide my face in Martin's back while I stifle the giggles I feel coming on.

"I'm not a sack of potatoes." I laugh when Martin bounces me as we exit the plane.

"I hope he doesn't puke on you." Grey laughs as Daddy Parker shoots him a glare.

"Shut up, boy. You're just jealous." Daddy Parker banters with Grey. He carries me all the way through the empty tarmac and sets me down in a stretch Hummer.

"Hell yeah. That's MY boy." Grey rushes up to me and places kisses all over my face. He rubs his cheek against mine and his beard tickles.

"I'm not a dog. Quit scenting me." I playfully swat at Grey.

"You're mine. I will scent roll you if I please." Grey nips my neck with his gorgeous pearly whites.

"You can scent roll me, Daddy." I give in with a purr. I wrap my arms around my big, muscular daddy and kiss his lips with a loud smacking sound. My legs straddle his heavenly perfection of a body.

"We can have a quickie in the room." I offer in Grey's ear. I accentuate my idea with a lick of my tongue on the outer shell of his ear.

"Thought you were sore." Grey grabs my ass and rolls my globes in his large paws.

"Was, operative word." I tilt my hips up and let my chest rub against his firm muscles.

"Good to know." Grey presses my ass closer to him and I hold back the large moan that sits behind my lips.

"You two, Jesus! You are like animals." Kip groans as he pushes Grey over with his hip.

We slide to the other side of the hummer and Mario gets in. Mark follows with Daddy Parker getting in last.

"Grey, really?" Martin asks. He cocks a brow over at us.

My hands are trailing up and down Grey's thick muscular arms. My mouth pecking and plucking at his jaw. Grey's hands continue to cup my bottom.

"He's irresistible." Grey mumbles against my neck.

"For fucks sake. It's been 14 hours. Seriously." Mark groans.

"You're pissy." I giggle when Mark reaches over and pops my ass. A growl emits from Grey and vibrates against my chest.

"And your horny. All the damn time. Get a fucking room." Mark barks out.

My eyes widen at the seriousness in his tone and I get real quiet, real fast.

"That was unnecessary." Grey rubs my back soothingly.

"Fuck. Mak. Jesus. I'm an ass. I'm so sorry." Mark hops across the seat and throws his head into my neck.

I unlatch from Grey and turn to hold Mark in my arms.

"It's okay. I'm sorry. I know this isn't easy." I whisper comforting words to my best friend.

"Forgive me." Mark whispers.

I kiss his cheek and run my fingers thru his hair. "Already forgiven." I turn my head and dip it lower to stare at his ice blue eyes.

"You're the best." Mark swiftly kisses my cheek.

"You two gonna kiss and make up?" Mario bellows.

"Fuck you Mario." Mark grins at me and sends me a wink.

"If Kip says yes, I will." Mario chuckles when Kip slaps him in the back of the head.

"I seriously can't take you five anywhere." Martin pours himself a whiskey sour and sips it gingerly.

"You knew that before you booked the flight." Grey laughs when his dad grips him in a head lock.

"Well since Grey is preoccupied, you two can go ahead and kiss. Make up." Martin holds Grey tighter when Grey tries to get back to me.

"Come here Mak!" Mark grabs my face and turns me away from Gray. He winks before sliding his fingers between our mouths and going in for the kiss.

Grey growls irritatedly and I giggle into Mark's hand.

Mark let's go with a loud smacking sound and licks his lips with a shit eating grin.

"I will fucking kill you." Grey gets released from his choke hold and lunges across the seats at Mark.

Mark laughs manically and my giggles have erupted into a fit of tears.

"For fucks sake we kissed my hand, ass wipe." Mark groans out.

Grey yanks me into his lap. He throws a punch that lands in Mark's rib.

"Bastard." Mark winces as he rubs his side.

"Keep your lips off my future husband." Grey pulls me tighter into his hold and I wiggle down into his arms, rubbing my ass across his semi hard cock.

"You are trouble." Grey kisses my lips satisfied that I didn't actually kiss Mark.

"He's a good kisser." I move out of the way when Grey tries to swat my butt.

"Mak he's gonna combust. Be nice." Daddy Parker is smiling while pretending to chastise me.

"Let me kiss him for real, show him what a real man's kiss tastes like." Mark howls with laughter.

Kip and Mario are on the other side of the vehicle,  laughing their asses off.

"Fuck you." Grey buries his head in my chest, pouting like a child.

"Are you feeling challenged?" Kip eggs the whole situation on.

"No." Grey doesn't look like he is telling the truth at all.

"Pussy." Mario cackles into Kip's side. Grey kicks him in the shin.

"Violence doesn't solve anything." Mario groans and rubs the spot Grey hit.

"Okay. Fine. Mark kiss Mak. But, only if I can kiss Kip." Grey smirks. Mario turns fifty shades of unamused.

"Fuck you. Everybody kiss my ass." Mario barks out.

"Only if I'm fucking it." Mark makes kissy faces at Mario.

"Jesus." Martin groans through his smirk.

"Calm down. You're not fucking Mario and I didn't kiss Mak." Mark settles himself down and grabs a glass of whiskey.

"Better not have." Grey grabs my face and absolutely devours my mouth. I struggle for breath. He claims every decimeter between my lips.

Grey finally releases me. His lips move to my ear and he nibbles at my lobe.

The limo comes to a stop and Grey pulls back with an amused grin.

"Mine." Grey playfully growls.

"Only yours." I whisper against his beautiful lips.

"He's not yours until you put a ring on it." Mark raises his eyebrows to punctuate his statement.

"That can be arranged." Grey squeezes my hips. He slides out of the car and I am hanging on to him like the lemur I am.

"Can we behave long enough to eat?" Martin gives us all a pointed glare.

"Can we? You instigated the whole thing." Grey gives his dad sass.

"Eh, had to lighten the mood." Daddy Parker shrugs. He literally has zero fucks to give.

We follow Martin into the restaurant and he gives the hostess his name. The guy shows us to a long table with white tablecloths. There are candles adorning the tabletop. A red rose sits in a vase between the candles. The cloth napkins have silver rings around them.

The place is fancified.

"Would you be interested in our wine list?" The server comes over.

"Yes." I chirp up.

"Here you are sir." The man hands me a selection of drinks and I look over the menu.

"He's not 21." Grey smirks at me.

"Drinking age in Italy is 18, babe." I wink. Grey throws his hands up in defeat.

"Can I see your ID?" The server looks over my drivers license. When he is satisfied, he hands it back to me.

"I will take a gin and sprite with a lime please." I hand the drink menu back to the server.

"Whoa, Mak. Straight for the good shit." Mario smiles.

"Baby, be careful." Grey whispers in my ear.

I turn my face and peck his pouty lips. "I will. Now let's order food."

Dinner is the bomb dot com. So amazing!

We sit around and talk about this pretend meeting that Mark thinks is the reason we came here.

I try to hide the smile of knowledge that threatens to break free and give us up.

Somehow, my body lets out a dramatic yawn, punctuated by a shudder. How am I even tired?

"We should get beck to our rooms. We have an early morning." Martin signals for the check.

We walk out of the restaurant and the limo waits for us by the street.

I slide in followed by Grey. The rest of our group quickly gets in and settles down.

The ride is quiet and short.

We reach the swanky hotel and spilt up, saying our good nights and I love yous.

Grey opens the door for me and whisks me up into his arms bridal style before crossing over the threshold.

"Daddy." I squeal in amusement.

"Yes, love." Grey bumps the door closed with his hip and walks me over to the bed. He sets me down gently and bends down to start taking off my shoes.

"I love you." I whisper softly.

He's so incredible. I am lucky as hell.

"I love you. Forever." Grey stands up and slips my shirt off of my head. He removes his top slowly and my eyes rake over his glorious body.

Have mercy.

I will never get tired of seeing this man. He's perfection personified.

Grey unbuckles his pants and then lets them fall off of his delicious ass, exposing his black boxer shorts.

I take my time to appreciate the god in front of me. My eyes roam every divet, plane and curve of his amazing body.

"Like what you see?" Grey pushes me back onto the bed and pulls my bottoms off. He discards them across the room and crawls over me.

"Very much, Daddy. So. So. Much." My hands tangle in his hair and I pull his perfect grin down to place a kiss on his wonderful lips.

Grey takes his time sucking on my bottom lip. I automatically open for my man. His tongue sweeps into my mouth and I moan around the kiss.

"Always so willing." Grey praises. He pulls back and skims his thumb down my jawline.

"You're a god, Daddy. My god." I smile up at the Universe's most perfect creation.

"Always yours." Grey leans down and captures my lips again. The kiss is claiming and hot. His mouth slots into mine with the purpose of searing my flesh. Tingles dance and shivers run the course of my veins.

My legs wrap around his waist without my prompt. His right arm slides underneath the small of my back and his left hand grips my thigh.

Grey pulls away and stares at me with eyes that are saturated in lust and love.

"What can I do for you baby?" Grey asks. His voice is thick and husky.

"Make love to me Daddy, please." I practically purr out my request. My body is putty in his perfectly capable fingers. I melt when his lips make contact with my neck. My head falls back and a wanton moan pushes through my lips.

Grey places soft kisses, lush licks and delicate bites along my jawline. He peppers my flesh with adoration.

Every minute beneath him is like a worship service to my soul.

His hips roll against mine and a loud moan of euphoria breaks from my throat, announcing every accomplishment he is reaching.

"As you wish." Grey whispers the words across my lips before sucking on my bottom lip and dragging me into a cloud of absolute bliss.