McKenzie Cousins Box Set 1

“Sinclair?” I question.

She shakes her head. “He’s only a friend.”

“Does he know that?”

She frowns. “Do you know something?”

“He want’s more. Trust me,” I suggest.

“I only want you, Michael,” she whispers.

I know what I want next, and ask, “Sleep with me…and if you’re still in my bed in the morning, I’ll make love to you for the rest of the day.” I bury my face into her neck, thinking I’ve finally lost it.

“You promise?” she asks, rubbing the nape of my neck.

For once, I’m going to take something for me, which is Brooke, and from the sound of things, she wants me just as much. “I promise.”

My fate was sealed the minute I laid eyes on Brooke.

33

Brooke

Stretching, I come into contact with a large body, and everything from the night before comes rushing back…my brazen show in the shower with Michael McKenzie Junior. Heat creeps onto my face and pleasure overtakes my body when I remember the feel of his erection in my hand and the way he came all over me from just a few strokes.

But, as he curls his naked body around mine and gently cups a breast, guilt starts to overwhelm me as the panic slowly rises. All it will take is one word from my sister and this will be over. Whatever this is.

Carrie had seen my response to him the moment our eyes had locked. She’d laughed about it after he’d left and said she’d have had to be blind to miss the response we’d had to each other. When I let my sister tease me enough that I went stalking off to the guest villa, I should have known better. I don’t regret one minute of my time with this beautiful man, and I respect him for waiting and giving me the choice. I just don’t trust my sister to not tell him that she was the one that sent me to him. From my point of view, she’d given me the courage to go after what I wanted for once in my life, but that won’t be how it’s taken if Carrie opens her mouth.

“You’re awake,” he whispers, gently massaging my breast. “And you’re still naked in my bed.” He presses his throbbing hard flesh against my bottom while holding me tightly in his embrace.

I slide my fingers along his hands and find them captured by his. The scruff on his face lightly abrades the back of my neck as he nuzzles into me. All this does is make me never want to leave this bed or this handsome man.

“Talk to me, Brooke.” He places kisses over my shoulder and neck, sending shivers down my spine.

“I don’t ever remember being this content before,” I admit and slowly turn in his arms. My hands reach up and slide through his messy hair. The dark strands are stuck up any which way and it makes me smile. “You look sexy with your hair mused.” I wrap my legs around his hips and when his penis settles between my legs, I watch his eyes roll and feel his body shudder.

“Contrary to what my actions say, I’ve never been the way I am with you. Usually I’d at least buy the woman a drink or dinner first. With you,” he shakes his head, “one touch and I came.” He laughs, which turns into a groan when I trail my fingers down his back to his round ass.

“I’ve already told you I’ve never done anything with a guy before, so you’re the first to see me naked. You’re also the first guy I’ve really touched. You’re certainly the first to come on me.”

He growls at my words and my smile widens. “I’d rather come in you.” He rocks against my swollen flesh where I ache to have him fill me, but I don’t want that until I’ve admitted about Carrie being the one to initially send me here to him. Her words still echo in my brain.

“You’re too innocent to really attract a man like him. He needs someone who knows how to pleasure a man,” Carrie sneers. “The likes of you won’t be able to hold on to him.” She grins. “He needs a woman.”

“Like you I suppose?”

“Of course like me. At least I know how to get a guy off. You’d probably send him to sleep.”

I turn away so she doesn’t see that I’m fighting back tears.

“You know what, I dare you to go to him.”

My eyes snap to hers and she laughs. “I dare you,” she hisses, getting in my face, “to walk right up to him in that villa and ask him to fuck you. I double dare you.”

I stare at my sister wondering if she’s lost her mind. “We aren’t kids anymore, Carrie.”

“No, we’re not, which is why I’m daring you to ask him to fuck you. He won’t because he’s a good boy, but I’m daring you anyway.” She stands with her hands on her hips, waiting.