McKenzie Cousins Box Set 1

“I want you, right here.” I lift up and make quick work of his jeans. He helps me get them past his hips and then I have his hard, pulsing shaft in my hand.

Tanner dives between my legs and sliding my panties to the side, he tugs me down. Impaling me deeply, I struggle to catch a breath as my body feels like it’s about to explode with pleasure.

“I’m so deep like this,” Tanner gasps against my lips. “So deep.”

I rotate my hips and arching back, Tanner moves his hands from my back and shoves my shirt over my breasts, clamping his warm mouth around a nipple. He suckles hard and my core answers him by rippling around the thick penis that currently teases me with the long, hard strokes he’s doing.

“I’m going to come.” I moan against his lips as they claim mine in a soul-searching kiss. My arms cling to his shoulders, and then I moan loudly into his mouth as my release claims me.

Tanner grunts and gasps and then I feel his release squirting against my sensitive walls. “Feels so good,” I moan, rotating my hips, prolonging our pleasure.

“You always feel good.” Tanner wraps his arms around my waist, panting. “I want you as my wife as soon as we can arrange it.”

I smile into his neck. “Yes.”

86

Tanner

The New Year’s Eve party at Lily and Michael’s house is in full swing, and my arms are currently around my fiancée as we dance to a slow song that Lily insisted on.

Charlotte introduced me to the remaining family I hadn’t already met earlier on, and so far, I’m doing well remembering who is who. There are a lot of McKenzies, which doesn’t make it easy.

I spot my dad standing to one side of the room talking to Garrett. They’ve been friends for at least thirty years, and I think they look at each other as brothers more than anything else.

Garrett has always been there for my dad, and me. I don’t think either of us would have survived my mother’s death if it hadn’t been for Garrett.

I sigh into Charlotte’s neck and feel her pulling back to look at me. “Are you okay?”

Nodding, I lean in and kiss her lips. “I’m fine. Just thinking about my dad and Garrett.”

“Hmm, I’ve been thinking about him as well.” Charlotte dances me over to a corner, and I smirk, taking advantage of the mistletoe above us.

Breaking from the kiss, she gasps for breath, tugging me away. “I’m going to be dragging you upstairs to my old bedroom if we continue finding ourselves under the mistletoe.”

“That would work,” I tease.

She rolls her eyes, pulls me closer, and whispers, “I think we need to get your dad and Madison under the mistletoe.”

“What?” I shake my head. “No way…I mean it Charlotte,” I snap, and pull her into my arms. “I’m sorry. I know you hate seeing him alone, but he likes it that way. I do want him to be happy, but I don’t want to encourage anything with him and your cousin, okay? I can’t handle that.”

She sighs heavily. “I get it, and I’m the one who is sorry. I got carried away.” She reaches up and places a kiss on my cheek. “I won’t do or say anything else about Madison to him, okay?”

Smiling, I take her hand, and just as my lips touch her palm, I lose her to her brother, Michael. He grins while he takes her into the middle of the room.

“You’re probably not going to get her back for the rest of the evening,” Joshua, her younger brother drawls beside me. “Don’t worry though, we’re not cruel enough to keep you apart when the clock strikes midnight.”

“That’s a relief.”

“And, she can be a royal pain in the ass, so you might get her back before midnight.” He grins.

“Oh, you’ll get her back in five minutes, I’m guessing,” Alexander laughs, and turns to his date. “This is Gretchen.” He introduces us, but appears distracted as he glares over at his cousin, Rachel, who is currently introducing her date to her parents, Ramon and Noah. Perhaps there is truth in Charlotte’s theory about her cousins.

Joshua frowns at his cousin, but offers the shy Gretchen a smile. “Welcome to my family’s home,” he says. “I think as the son of the host, it’s my job to make sure you have a drink in your hand.” He slips his hand to her elbow and leads her away.

“I thought that was my job,” Alexander grumbles, but doesn’t seem too bothered, especially with the large sigh he lets out.

“Congratulations.” Alexander holds his hand to me, which I take.