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***Grey's POV***

"Where going?" Mak is a little tipsy. His words are less than his usual perfection.

"I planned on taking my husband to bed. However, we actually have a flight. Maybe we should have loosened the grip on the champagne. Hmm." I chide him playfully. Drunk Mak is adorably clingy. To both his man and his glass.

"Oooooh. Wedding sexxxxx." Mak hisses the last word. I chuckle.

"Yes. Now, would you like to cooperate?" I smirk when he tumbles towards my chest. His arms lock around me loosely. He's no help at all.

I pick him up and hold him to my chest. My little lemur has spaghetti noodle legs.

"Daddyyyy. Thank youuuu. For marrying meeeee." Mak slides in my grip and I have to tighten the hold quickly before he lands on to the floor.

"We should have cut him off." My Dad laughs and pulls Mak's glass from his hands.

Little snoring sounds cause me to laugh loudly.

"Eh. He will sleep on the trip. He's still not excited about flying." I walk down to our car and Dad follows me. He helps get my sleeping husband situated and we put the last of our things away.

"I will have this cleaned up. I got everything handled. Enjoy your week. You earned a vacation." Dad kisses my head and smiles at Mak. He's passed out in the limo.

"I tried to make my rounds with thank yous and I love yous. If I missed anyone, cover for me." Dad nods and waves.

Mom and the rest of our friends, including Lani, wave as the limo pulls forward. I wave and lean back. I'm full and exhausted.

The cake. Oh that cake. I can't wait to dig back into it on our one year anniversary. It was divine.

The whole wedding was perfection. My husband is amazing. Even if he is asleep, he is still where I want to be.

The ride to the airport takes some time. I carry Mak onto the private Jet. I buckle him in after we board.

I don't know where we are going. It really doesn't matter. Everything I need is beside me. That is Mak. It's been him since our first encounter.

I fall asleep quickly after getting us into the bed. The attendant promises to get us up when we have to buckle back in.

I stir to soft kisses that are being placed on my chest. My clothes are somewhere. I'm sure my husband discarded them.

"Good morning my husband." Mak smiles up from my skin.

"Good morning husband. How are you feeling?" I look at him in surprise. He must have freshened up.

"Married." Mak winks. His lips go back to laying soft kisses to my flesh.

"We are that." I chuckle. He's a mess. My perfect mess.

I lay back and enjoy the assault of his plump lips on my cock. He teases the head and runs his tongue down the shaft. He presses my bulging veins with his wet appendage.

"Mmmm." Mak moans as he please me. I really enjoy his lips wrapped around my cock.

"Get up here. I'm ready to make love to my husband." I shift and watch as he unlocks his mouth from my flesh. He smiles and crawls up the bed seductively.

Mak situates himself over my hips. He descends and I can feel his tight ring pressing against my sensitive head. I lift my hips and slowly enter my baby.

I push my head back into the pillows and escape in the feeling of his tight body rocking on my lap.

"You're beautiful." I rub his hips. My hands slide up and down his sides. He's so damn delectable.

Mak closes his eyes. The flutter of his lashes gives the impression that his body is being pleasured by my own.

His waist bends and shifts every time his hips move backward and forward.

"Daddy. I love you." Mak opens his beautiful eyes and stares at me. He places his hands on my own. He uses my arms as an anchor. His body pulls up and pushes down my shaft. That feeling is unmatched by any other. Him controlling our reactions is fucking hot.

"God. You're so good at that." I moan while my toes curl. I lift my hips as he pushes his down. The meeting of our flesh is paradise.

Mak pushes our hands into my chest and bounces erratically. He groans and mewls as he seats and unseats himself on my cock.

"Baby. Fuck." I grip his hips and slam myself into him. He's driving me crazy.

I flip us over and tower over my husband. I push in slowly and drag back out even slower. His ring squeezes down. My large dick fills every inch of space inside of him.

"Daddy please. Touch me." Mak whines and his eyes roll when my hand wraps around his cock. I push one of his legs into the mattress and use it for stability. I plow into him frantically. Chasing our highs and soon finding them, we explode together. I fill my baby to the brim and rest inside of him. His white cum sits above his belly button.

I swipe it off with my tongue by bending down. Mak purrs as my lips touch his skin.

"I can't believe you married me." His words are so absurd. He's a damn diamond in a sea of bubblegum rings.

"Hush that sexy mouth. Of course I did. I couldn't stand the thought of not having you completely as mine." I lean down and kiss him softly. When we are finished making out, I clean us up and we stumble back to our seats.

The ride to wherever is excruciatingly long. I just want to start enjoying our honeymoon.

After a couple more hours, the captain finally tells us we are about to land. We have been in the air for over eleven hours.

"You ready?" I ask Mak. I grip his hand, knowing how he hates landing.

"I have you. Yes." Mak focuses on the posters in front of us. He is distracting himself. I bend over to his seat and kiss him delicately on the jaw to help through us descending.

The plane lands. I pick up our stuff. I help Mak from his seat and smile when it's almost evening.

"Where are we?" Mak stares at the open airfield and I shake my head. He needs to see the beauty of the town before I inform him.

We get into a foreign car and head to a hotel. The city around us is breath taking. Dad did amazing.

"This place is so romantic." Mak steps out of the car and faces the Novotel Athenes, our hotel.

"Do you have an idea where you are now, love?" I watch his face light up.

"Athens. We're in Greece. I'm so excited." Mak bounces on his toes and I chuckle. I tilt my head and kiss his sweet lips.

"Let's check in. It's right before dinner time. We should shower and try Clair De Lune. The food is said to be magnificent." I guide Mak, by the small of his back.

"Reservation for Parker." I pass our identification to the clerk.

"Oh, yes. Mr. & Mr. Parker. You will be in the penthouse, honeymoon suite.
Congratulations." She smiles sweetly.

Mak meets my eyes and he smiles widely. It's often hard to remember that he has not lived such a privileged life. He fits inside of my world so perfectly.

We follow the bellhop up the elevator and land in front of a massive set of silver embossed doors. I wait for the guy to open them and take in the scene of Mak viewing our bedroom for the next week.

Our home is just as nice, probably nicer. But, this place is really heaven. White on white bed coverings, sheer curtains and silver accents adorn the room. It has white leather couches and plush teal area rugs over exquisite travertine floors. It has a real ocean spa feel.

"Do you like it?" I pass the guy a tip and he quietly leaves the room. I slip behind Mak and wrap my arms around his waist. We look over the ocean and I smile.

"It's truly incredible." Mak turns in my arms. He kisses me softly. I take the lead and pull him into my body. I wrap my arms around his back and push my fingers into his hair, the other hand splays across his ribs.

I take a long drag of his breath, inhaling him into me. His hands wrap around my biceps. It takes no time for me to grip his ass and hike him up onto my hips.

I push my feet forward, my body pressing him in a certain direction. I don't break our starving kiss. His back hits the wall and I devour my husband.

We kiss like we haven't seen each other in ages. My chest pins him to the wall. My hands sneak down into his pants. I grip his bubble butt with my large palms and he moans into my mouth.

"Daddy." His cry is beautiful.

"Hold on." I urge. I slip my hand to the front of his pants and work frantically to get him undressed.

I toss him on the bed and yank away his clothes. They are a nuisance.

Without a stutter to my steps, I jerk my clothes off and throw myself over his splayed body.

I quickly pull his legs apart and spit on my hand. I prepare my cock for entry. I kiss his neck and bite his collarbone. Once I'm wet enough, I push in slowly. I don't want to hurt him.

"Daddy. Harder. Oh fuck." Mack mewls as I pull out and push back in.

"Baby." I moan. His ring is tightening around my throbbing cock.

"Mmmm. Yes." His eyes flutter and he begins digging his hands and feet into my flesh.

"Fuck. I love you." I plunge in and out of him. I hold him still by the crown of his head. His body accepts me without pause.

"I love you, husband." The title causes shivers to slink down my spine. I kiss his lips in desperate search to be completely inside of him, one with him. We work each other's mouths with ease, having spent so much time doing exactly this.

"I can't." Mak pants. His hand releases from my arm and I can feel him making his way towards his huge dick. He wraps his fist around his angry cock and strokes quickly.

"Come on. Cum for me love." I rock inside of him and position myself to rub across his prostate. Every thrust makes him whimper.

"Oh, hell." He screams out and hot fluid fills the space between us. Mak pants against my chest. His heart thundering between us.

"Good boy." I whisper. I lap my tongue over his neck and pepper his face with kisses. I take my time in worshipping his flesh.

Mak gets his arms free and pushes me over onto my back. He lands down on my cock with a quick push. He bounces in my lap.

I hold his hips and help guide him as my eyes roll. He's a beast.

Fuck, my husband is sexy.

"Daddy, cum inside of me. Cum for me, Grey." Mak's movements are everywhere. His tight ass bleeds my cock and I push my feet into the bed. Lifting up, going even deeper, I cum on a loud moan of euphoria.

My dick pulses as the last of my seed plants itself.

"Thank you." Mak leans down and kisses me. His words make it seem as if it was me who had given him the favor.

"Thank you, gorgeous." I roll us over and lean against my baby. I kiss him softly, allowing my tongue to melt with his.

When we are finished exchanging air, Mak separates from me. His absence is the last thing I want. I quickly jump up and follow him to the shower.

"Let's clean up. Eat. Then we can stroll through the city. After that, round two. Three. Four." Mak makes all the right promises. His lips sealing each sentence with a kiss. I am delighted to have his kisses.

Marrying this man was the easiest decision of my life. He's fucking incredible. One of a kind. All mine.

Forever. Always. Eternity.

Mine.