Thea rushes through the main room of the house where we’ll be staying for the next week. “Maybe Seattle was a bad choice; I should be living in the Caribbean.” As she jumps onto the bed, she directs her sweet eyes to Matt. “Can we do that? Move here forever?” “You said this was a private island,” I protest, changing the subject, because this beautiful minx can snap her fingers and he’ll do whatever she says—and I’ll follow. “It’s private; there’s one more house, but in a fifty-acre property,” Matt says, giving me a glare. “There’s no fucking way they’ll know we’re a couple, Coop.” I growl and as I’m about to yell at him, Thea grins, sliding her hand down into his pants, unfastening them, and tugging his dick free. Commando. I lick my lips; my dick throbs as Thea flicks her tongue over his shaft. “Maybe today I can be the one calling the shots.” The woman calls the shots. But I don’t tell her that she has us eating from her hand, wrapped around her pinky, and that both of us are willing to do whatever she desires.
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