McKenzie Cousins Box Set 4

“No. But I’m hoping you’ll forget you told me.”

“Fucker!”

“He’s drunk? How did that happen?” Gretchen asks and for some reason I find her questions funny.

“Shut up, Ryan,” Rob chuckles. “Shove him in the shower and he’ll sober up.”

I swing the door shut in his face and hear him shout. “Thank you, Rob. How’d you like a pay rise? Thanks boss, I accept.”

“I’m not that drunk,” I shout back, and turn to a giggling Gretchen.

“Bathroom.” She takes my hand and leads the way.

“I need your help in the shower,” I suggest while kicking my shoes off. I struggle with coordination, so Gretchen knocks my hands away from my zipper.

“If you’re meaning what I think you are, then I’ll be very surprised if you get hard with how much alcohol you’ve consumed.”

Naked as the day I was born, I allow Gretchen to shove me into the shower. I cup my balls and dick, and smirk as she watches me stroking myself. “If I prove you wrong and get hard, you have to get on your knees and suck me off.”

She narrows her gaze. “Okay.” Tossing her clothing off, she stands and watches my flaccid cock swell with arousal while I jerk off watching her play with the pierced

nipple. I wince, knowing there is no way in hell I’m going to admit I’ve told Rob about it. What the fuck possessed me to blurt that out?

All thoughts fly out of mind when Gretchen knocks my hand away. “I can take it from here,” she mumbles, pressing her lips to the head of my erection. Her hands slide over my thighs to land on my ass, which she caresses before holding me still.

My eyes roll and I hiss as she takes every fucking inch of me into her mouth and down the back of her throat. The sight of her on her knees with my flesh disappearing into the heat of her mouth is fucking hot. I cup her face in my hands and hold her gaze when she locks eyes with me. “I’m going to come, Gretchen.”

She slowly releases me. “That’s the intention, Ryan.” Her mouth encloses me again, only this time, she swallows.

Oh! Fucking hell!

My vision blurs as my release is sucked out of my body. It’s fast and dirty and the more I watch Gretchen’s mouth work, the more I squirt inside her. She doesn’t give a shit either because once I’ve stopped coming, she very slowly licks me, and pulling back, lets me slip from between her swollen lips. She pinches my ass, moving away, but as I start to slide down the wall, she grabs me. “Oh, no you don’t. I need you to help me get you to bed. I can’t do it if you pass out on the shower floor.”

“I want you to sit on my face.”

Her eyes heat. “I’m not taking advantage of you while you’re drunk.” She hiccups a laugh. “Actually, I think I just did take advantage of you.”

“Honey, you can take advantage of me any time you want.” I smirk. “Besides, I’m fairly sure I only managed to get hard while laced with liquor because you said my junk wasn’t working. I had to prove you wrong.” I grin like the sated fool I am. “I also think having you standing naked in front of me helped.”

“Duh, of course, it did.” Wrapping us both in towels, she says, “I hope you remember this in the morning, otherwise, I’ll have to do a repeat so you can remember it.” She smacks me on the ass as I follow her toward the bed.

She gets under the covers and before I fall asleep with her wrapped in my arms, I whisper, “I think I have amnesia.”

41

Gretchen

Ryan’s brother, Jaxon, is getting married in an hour, that is if he doesn’t pass out. Jaxon has been trying to hold it together. However, having his brother and male cousins ribbing him about being tied down isn’t helping the poor guy.

“It’s a family tradition to get to the groom,” Sofia, Ryan’s sister says. “They’ll have a bet going as to who will make him crack first.” She rolls her eyes. “I dread to think what would happen if the teasing worked on getting the groom to run…Idiots!”

“I’m not from a large family, so I like watching how close everyone is.”

“We are close. Would you believe everyone here is immediate family? Poppy only has a brother present and he is walking her down the aisle. So, this is all the McKenzie’s.” She grins. “Well, technically, I’m a Fletcher now, but you get what I mean, right?”

“I do.”

Nerves flutter in my belly as I look around at the gathering at the home of Ryan’s aunt and uncle, Lily and Michael. They have a horse training center on their property, which is managed by someone else now that Lily and Michael are enjoying their retirement. From what Ryan told me though, it sounds like his uncle Michael is still heavily involved.