McKenzie Cousins Box Set 1

I move closer and with my thighs on either side of Sirena’s, I take her hands into mine and rest them on her lap. “I knew going in to this relationship with you that you were pregnant, and that the father of your child might be constantly in and out of our lives. Whatever decision is made, you have to be one hundred percent okay with it.”

Sirena searches my gaze. “You are going to be our baby’s father in every sense of the word and that’s what matters the most to me, okay?”

I smile at the determination I hear in her voice. “I know, honey.” I kiss her knuckles. “So, do you want to let Tina and Charles spend time with their grandson?”

After watching her ponder my question for a few minutes, she offers me a wry smile. “I don’t know them really as I only met them twice whilst I was married to their son, but I really want to do the right thing. I’ve been trying to put myself into their shoes and I can’t imagine what it must be like for them with what Harry has done.” She sighs heavily. “So, I’m thinking that they can come and visit providing we know beforehand. They’ll always have to come to us, unless we meet them elsewhere, but I don’t want to visit them at their home . . . what do you think?”

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er talk, I’m happy with what she has decided because the thought of another man having access to her and the baby makes me want to hit something. I shouldn’t be jealous, but when I’m so in love with the woman, I can’t hold it back.

“That is a wonderful compromise, and it’s certainly okay with me as long as you’re happy. I can’t see them having a problem with it either.” I release the hold I have on her hands and slide my fingers along the outside of her thighs to her hips.

“Mmm,” she mumbles, sliding down in the seat. “What are you after Mr. Hudson?”

I chuckle. “I’m after you, honey. I was wondering how you’d feel about becoming Mrs. Hudson on Saturday. Does that sound like something you’d like, hmm?”

She blinks and bursts into tears. My heart lurches in my chest at the unexpected sight, but while I stare at her in panic, she starts laughing. “Yes,” she mumbles through her chuckles and tears.

“Here.” I reach and pass her a tissue and once her tears dry up the smile she gives me says everything.

“We’re really going to be married this weekend?” she questions excitedly.

I raise a brow and ask, “You have your wedding dress, right?”

She gasps and narrows her eyes. “Charlotte and Mom, they’re in on it! I just knew that there was something going on,” she hisses playfully.

Laughing and unable to keep the wicked intent from my face, I widen her thighs and slip my knees between them. I slowly tug her dress up as I move in closer to brush a soft kiss across her lips. “I figured your sister knows about the kind of wedding that you’ve always dreamed of, so I asked her to arrange everything.” I brush the hair back behind her ear with my fingers. “But now that you know, we’ll get Charlotte around here tomorrow and we’ll finalize everything.”

“I can’t wait for you to see me in the dress. The minute the woman in the store held it in front of us, we all knew that it was the one.” Her smile widens.

“I have a feeling that you’re going to bring me to tears as I watch you walk toward me,” I confess, dipping in to capture a kiss.

“It’s going to be the most wonderful day of my life.” She grins. “Right now though, I think you need to finish what you’ve started.”

“Is that so?” I question, reaching her hips beneath the dress, my fingers tingle at the feel of her smooth skin.

“Yes,” she moans, resting her head against the back of the sofa. “I think you need to sample the goods . . .” she trails off as my thumbs rub over her mound, pressing between her legs.

“Sirena! You really need to wear underwear, otherwise I’m going to be walking around with a boner from hell all the time.”

“They’re uncomfortable now I don’t really have any hips to keep them up. I prefer them off. Besides you’re the only one who will know that I’m not wearing any.”

I can’t help but laugh at her logic, even though knowing she isn’t wearing panties is going to make me uncomfortable.

“Besides,” she spreads her legs, giving me an amazing view of the landing strip, leading down to heaven, “it’s easy access for you.”

“Hmm,” I mumble, distracted now with the jewel that I currently have my fingers on.

Her plump lips part for me and as I slip my fingers through the nectar of her arousal, my nose flares at the scent. My own arousal is hard and pulsing behind my zipper, which is where it’s going to stay for now. This time it’s all about pleasuring the woman I love.

“I love how you react to me. It’s every time I touch you.” I meet her hungry gaze. “I don’t think you realize what this does to me.”

“Oh, I have a rough idea.” She glances at my lap before her eyes drift closed when I insert the tip of a digit inside her. “So sensitive,” I mumble.

Shoving the coffee table out of the way, I settle on my knees between her spread thighs. “Let’s make sure you’re more comfortable,” I suggest.

Sirena chuckles. “I think that you’re the one who needs to be made more comfortable.”