McKenzie Cousins Box Set 4

My head feels like it's going to explode soon if I don't get out of the club as my eyes take another look around. She has to be here unless she's already left. Jealousy pulses low in my belly at the thought of her already moving with the asshole, and then I see her, and I grin.

With closed eyes, she sways to the music. I don't even think, and walk toward her, intending to claim the woman for myself. No one tries to stop me; they just move out of the way as though they’re aware of my final destination.

I swallow around the ball of lust in my throat as my eyes focus on the rocking of her hips—fast and slow. She has a good rhythm, but all I can think about is her moving like that while straddling me—her body warm and wet.

Fuck!

If I don't get myself together, it's going to become embarrassing. My cock has a mind of its own as it throbs, so fucking hard behind my zipper. I'm glad I prefer long-sleeved sports shirts so that my hard-on is covered.

My body pulses as I continue watching the sexy woman, and throwing caution to the wind, I step into her. My arms wrap around her waist, and I swear to God, I nearly come when her ass slams on my dick. She moans in my arms, reaching up with hers, s

lipping her hands to the nape of my neck. Her fingers burn where they touch on my skin.

“Poppy, you need to stop,” I beg.

“I want you to touch me, Jaxon. Touch me as I’ve imagined,” she whispers in a husky voice. “Put your hands on me.”

“How’d you know it was me?” I ask, moving my hands to her hips, which I grip tightly.

Her ass continues moving, creating fucking arousing friction on my dick. I know I should stop her, but I can't get my head working correctly. Signals from my brain are going no place.

Poppy turns her face up to mine and holding my gaze, whispers, “I knew you were here from the moment you stepped foot in the place. Only you make my body burn.”

Our lips brush together, and every tingly nerve in my body rushes along my cock. Poppy pants into my mouth, and I claim it as mine. I never want to remove my lips as flavor bursts on my tongue. She whimpers, frantically rubbing her ass, and then she's moaning, long and heated against my lips. My breath sticks in the back while I’m coming in my jeans like a fucking teenager.

My hands grip her hips, keeping her pressed against me while I come undone. Poppy makes a small cry and tries to wiggle free, except I’m stronger and keep her in my arms. My mouth finds her ear, and I whisper, “Come home with me? Be mine for one night. Be naughty with me.”

“Oh God,” she pants. “Yes.”

Thank you, God!

***

The moment we enter my apartment, I push a nervous Poppy up against the wall while I blindly search for the lock on the door. At the club, she'd had a buzz going, but in the cold air of Boston, she'd lost that alcohol haze. I'm glad because I want her to open her eyes and see me. The real me. The guy who wants her for a lot more than sex. I'm sure as hell not going to back out of what I promised her thirty minutes ago. My cock is already twitching to get out of my jeans.

She looks fucking hot pressed up against the wall, her arms stretched above her head, and her round ass mere inches from the front of my jeans. Without taking my eyes from her rump, I kick my shoes free and toe the socks off. But I need to slow down before I'm inside her in two seconds.

I snap my eyes closed and pull in a few large breaths before opening them again as I drop to my knees. I sling my shirt over my head and unfasten my jeans, making room for my erection to breathe.

I'm eye-level with her firm ass and enjoy the shiver that runs through her as my hands slide up beneath her fitted dress. My hands move toward her hips, and I've yet to encounter panties, but my cock jerks hard when I discover she isn't wearing any. I push her legs apart and can't resist sliding my fingers between—arousal coating them.

“Look at me,” I demand.

Her head turns, and her eyes heat with a fire I've never seen in her before. Holding her gaze, I slowly suck my fingers.

"Oh, God, Jaxon." She trembles.

“Take it off. I want you bare.”

Without pausing, she lifts the dress over her head and lets it drop to the floor.

I stand no chance now.

Quickly moving to my feet, I drop my jeans and shorts, kicking them away. My hand wraps around my cock, and I stroke while my eyes look over Poppy's back. She's one hot woman.

“I want you to ride my cock as you did in the club, but this time, I’m going to come inside your pussy.” I press kisses on her neck and follow her spine down, crouching, so I’m eye-level with her cute bottom. I bite each firm cheek before quickly standing and positioning my cock at her entrance. I then press her hips downwards as I shove up.

She's so fucking tight that my eyes roll with pleasure, and my balls nearly burst when Poppy squeezes me and moans. "You feel perfect, Jaxon." She swivels her hips, and my head fucking spins.