going to last long. He let his brow fall against the glass as Gio lined himself up and slowly pushed inside him, Gio’s wide girth stretching him, the pain soon giving way to the most delicious pleasure. Gio stilled, completely buried inside Joker, their bodies pressed together, Joker’s back to Gio’s front.
“You feel so amazing,” Gio murmured against Joker’s temple. Slowly he pulled out, then snapped his hips.
Joker cried out, then demanded more. With every one of Gio’s thrusts, Joker met him with a thrust of his own until Gio was pounding his ass, their bodies smacking together as Gio claimed him. Gio shifted his angle, and Joker threw his head back with a loud groan. His body was a mass of thrumming energy, ready to take off like a Fourth of July firecracker. Every inch of him lit up from the inside out, and he grabbed his dick, stroking himself off in time to Gio’s thrusts.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Come for me.”
Joker’s orgasm exploded through him, and he came all over his hand and the glass just as Gio’s hoarse cry filled the room, his come coating and warming Joker’s insides. Their panting breath was the only sound in the room as they stood, bodies remaining joined together. Joker’s knees wobbled a little, and Gio carefully slipped out of him. He kissed Joker’s cheek.
“Don’t move.”
Joker did as he was told, his eyes on the blue waves sparkling beneath the sun’s bright rays. His heart was whole, his soul soaring in a way he’d never experienced before, all because of the love he had. He’d spent so many years avoiding getting his heart involved, and in the end, this sweet, sinful man had somehow skillfully stolen Joker’s heart right from under him. He smiled at the tender stroke of the washcloth between his legs. When Gio had finished cleaning him up, Joker pulled up his boxer briefs and pants. He sorted his clothes out and kissed Gio. It was a silly thought, but after what they just did, knowing that he had Gio to come home to every day made him feel like he could take on the world.
“Ready?” Gio asked, kissing the tip of Joker’s nose.
“If I gotta,” Joker grumbled. “You got the lint rollers?”
Gio held up the black designer duffel that contained folding cooling mats—in sand color—pop-up water and food bowls for the boys, some water bottles, a couple of dog bones to keep them busy, treats, kibble, and several lint rollers because black tuxedos and golden retriever fur were mortal enemies.
They got the dogs secured in the back seat of the SUV, then climbed in after them. Joker had never been more grateful for air conditioning. The walk from the front door to the car alone had him sweating. Damn ceremony better be short. At least the reception afterward was inside the hotel.
The beach hosting the huge-ass wedding was behind a luxury hotel less than half an hour away. They walked through the lobby, guests gasping and cooing at Chip and Cookie trotting along in their matching tuxes. Gio had gotten Cookie a black service dog uniform so it would match the tux. Again, ridiculous. A huge ornate sign at the far end of the lobby near a pair of floor-to-ceiling glass doors announced the wedding, and they approached the two women standing behind the table beside it. Gio handed over their invite, and they were escorted outside onto the stone veranda and a set of wide steps that led down to an expansive patio and then the beach. They spotted their friends seated several rows down near the front and walked through sand to get to their seats. Well, “seats” was a strong word. Joker stared down at what Ace and Colton were sitting on.
“What the every-loving-fuck is that?”
Ace grinned up at him. “Well, good morning, sunshine.” He patted the space next to him.
“Don’t call me that,” Joker said through a grunt. Only Gio called him that. He pointed down to where someone expected him to park his ass. “I repeat, what the fuck is that?” Several of their coworkers were already seated around them, and they snickered at Joker.
“I believe it’s driftwood,” Ace replied, looking too damned happy for his own good.
Joker took a seat with a heavy sigh while Gio put down the cooling pads in the sand next to the end of the… dead tree or whatever the fuck it was they were sitting on. The dogs lay down and settled, though if it