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"Ever skinny-dipped?"

Her eyes widened.

"Inhibitions have no place in one's honeymoon, tesoro..."

Cesare had only meant to tease her when saying this, but before he could take the words back, Penelope surprised him by suddenly looking resolute as she nodded.

"It's a promise then. No inhibitions—-"

His lips twitched at the fierceness of her tone."You do not have to force yourself—-"

"I'm not! I promise! Because you're right. This is our honeymoon, and...and this once, I don't want to be shy. I want to be...adventurous!"

"In what way?"

Cesare was expecting her to suggest they try the usual outdoor activities such as cliff diving, rock climbing, and paragliding. But instead—-

"I don't just want to skinny-dip,"his wife blurted out."I...also want to have sex in the forest! And I...I want to fuck while we'rein the water, and—-"She bit her lip before saying in a rush,"Do you think you can teach me how to stop gagging every time I try to give you a blow job? I...I really love sucking on your cock, but it's just so big, and it always hits the back of my throat, and I hate how I can't seem to make it all the way to the end and have you cum inside of my mouth and—-"

Cesare felt it was time to cover said mouth, and he had a hard time keeping his face expressionless as Penelope looked up at him in confusion.

"As much as I would love to hear about the rest of your, er, goals for our honeymoon..." He inclined his head in the direction of the two men seated in the cockpit, and the moment his wife caught a glimpse of their reddened cheeks—-

An aghast-looking Penelope flung his hand away from her mouth."D-Don't t-tell me..."

"Sì, tesoro—-it is exactly what you think. Our good pilot and his co-pilot have heard everything you said—-"

"B-But they're not wearing headsets!"

"They are, mia moglie. It is just not as obvious as ours since they are using in-ear headsets—-"

"Oh God."

She tried to cover her face with her hands, but he wouldn't let her, and instead cupped her chin so that he could whisper against her lips—-

"I just had the nicest idea, tesoro. Since our honeymoon has officially begun the moment we left, and you promised to shedyour every inhibition during this time—-I want to make you cum. Right here, right now."

"Cesare!"

"I can touch you under your skirt, and no one will see anything."

"D-Don't you dare—-"

"But of course, what they're able to hear is a different story..."

AS PENELOPE INEVITABLYjoinedanothermile-high club with the studious help of hermafia boss,most of the guests they had left behind were practically crying tears of joy now that they were finally free to update their social media feeds.

The no-cellphone-rule had been strictly enforced throughout the evening, but now that the newlyweds had already left for their honeymoon, many were busy competing with each other as to which of them could be thefirstto upload (and thus gain the most likes) a photo of the groom's spectacular wedding gift for his bride: a declaration of ownership permanently tattooed right above his heart.

PROPERTY OF PENELOPE SORRENTO MILTON MARCHETTI

And as for the few guests whose attention was not firmly on their phones—-

"I still can't believe Penelope promised to get herself a matching tattoo," Sarica exclaimed. "She's crazy scared of needles or just getting pierced in any way—-"

"I wouldn't go as far as saying that," Giancarlo interjected mildly.

Sarica's gaze narrowed. "Is that your way of saying you know something I don't?"