McKenzie Cousins Box Set 2

He softly mutters something but continues sleeping.

Temptation is too much, and I quickly shove my hand down the front of his jeans. The tips of my fingers find his rapidly swelling penis against his thigh so I straighten him out. I rub my thumb over the crown and offer him a wicked grin when his eyes pop open in surprise. He clamps his mouth closed while breathing heavily, his heated gaze piercing into mine.

My hand wraps around the solidness that I’ve created and Alexander hisses. The arm he has around my waist trembles before he clamps me hard against him.

“What are you doing?” he pants.

Finding his ear, I whisper, “I want you to come.”

I curl my leg around him and make quick work of the zipper and button. He arches against me as I start working him up. I continue to whisper to him while precum trickles from his cock. “If we really were alone right now,” I bite his earlobe and he jerks in my hand, “I’d dip my head and lick around the bulging head. I’d spread your excitement around before pulling you into my mouth.”

So quickly he has his hand inside my leggings and his fingers slipping through my arousal. A finger enters me and I grip him tightly. He softly curses while he fingers me as rapidly as I’m jerking him off.

The hand around me suddenly grips my bottom and then I feel him coming. The splash of semen on my hand and wrist is warm and thick, and then I grip him so tightly that I’m surprised I don’t hurt him. My release rushes through me.

Alexander slams his mouth down onto mine and he captures the sound of my climax. I twitch against his fingers and bury my face

against his neck until I can catch a breath.

“You can be as naughty as you want to be with me,” he whispers into my ear. “That was … amazing.”

“How are we going to get cleaned up?”

He softly chuckles. “Tissues on the shelf,” he mumbles and catches his breath when I move my hand between his legs. “I think we might be pushing our luck.”

“Mmm.” I nibble on his neck and move along his jaw.

A moan works it way up my throat when he removes his fingers, that I just about control. I’m tempted to put my mouth to his penis when he holds my gaze while sucking his fingers clean. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me. “You’re delicious.”

My eyes go hooded and I lick my lips. “I know where I’d like my mouth to be right now.”

He snaps his eyes closed. “I think you need to remove your hand.”

I giggle. “Pass me some tissues. I’m cleaning you.”

He curses but does as I request.

My hand and wrist is wiped clean firstly and then I see to him before zipping him back up.

We deposit the tissues into the small plastic bag we’ve been given for trash.

“I’m exhausted now,” he comments with a smirk.

I roll my eyes. “You’ve had more sleep than me.”

He tucks me close. “Then you sleep, and I’ll watch over you.”

“I’d rather stay awake than miss a single moment of this trip with you.”

His fingers slide into my hair and begin to massage. “This is the first trip of many Rachel … and next time we’re going to take the company jet.”

I lift my gaze and find amusement in his eyes. “More privacy,” he says, his lips twitching.

Laughing into his chest, I moan, “I can’t believe I started that.”

“I’d already been trying to come up with a plan of getting us both into the restroom.”

“That wouldn’t work without us being caught.”