“Do. We. Have. A. Pact,” he growls again as I torture him by fondling his balls.
I give him my answer when I take him back inside my mouth and suck him off so hard he sees stars.
Kaya
We haveseveral hours before we’re needed at the wedding rehearsal, so Brick hires our driver from the airport to take us out shopping and exploration of the island. Peter drives us through small towns and villages, admiring the colorful houses, churches, and markets that line the streets.
“That’s the church where I was baptized.” He offers commentary about every single place we pass by, but I guess that’s what life is like when you’ve lived on a small island your whole life. You have lots of stories and very few people to share them with.
Everywhere we go, locals greet us with friendly smiles and offer us samples of their delicious local cuisine.
“I’m going to gain ten pounds on this trip,” I say, accepting some sort of delicious grilled fish taco from a cart vendor. Brick eats about four.
“You and me both,” he says.
“Oh, please, you can eat whatever you want because you’re just going to burn it off.”
“You can too. I’ll help you burn it off tonight.” He laughs playfully with that sexy smirk of his.
I slap him playfully against his arm. “Be quiet.”
I’m not sure what I liked more- the breathtaking views or all of the amazing food. In between the shopping at a few local stores, we stopped at beaches along the way to take in the stunning ocean views and even booked some time to go snorkeling the day after the wedding at one of the many coral reefs. I look forward to it.
“This place is gorgeous. I don’t understand why anyone would leave here and come to the states,” I say. “It’s basically paradise.”
“You have to remember that their primary income source is tourism. I’m not sure that the island’s tourism economy can support everyone who lives here, especially after the pandemic.”
“True, I never thought about it that way.”
“But I understand what you’re saying. One of my financial goals is to diversify my real estate holdings. I’d love to buy something here. It would be a great forever vacation spot.”
My face drops anytime we talk about money, but I don’t want to bring my issues into this.
“You’ll have to let Kyle and I visit when you buy it.”
“Anytime you want.”
“I’ve been thinking about what you said the other day,” I say tentatively.
“Which profound thing did I say the other day?”
“I don’t exactly feel fulfilled in my work, especially because Mr. Solomon doesn’t always pay me on time.”
“He what?”
“I think the last few years have been hard on his business.”
“Isn’t he a tax lawyer?” he asks with an attitude.
“Yes.”
“Then he should know something about how to do payroll,” he says firmly.
“Don’t get riled up about it, Brick. I’m just dealing with it until I find something better.”
“Something better would be you chasing after your dreams while you’re still young enough to run.”
“I don’t have any dreams.”
