McKenzie Cousins Box Set 3

22

Geary

My words have caught her off guard and I hold my breath wondering how she’ll react. I hadn’t meant to let them fall from my lips, however, after watching the other couple this evening I hadn’t wanted to hold back. I wanted to be totally upfront with her. I just hoped I hadn’t blown it because I have no idea what Olivia wants.

Then her lips curve upwards and her eyes light with happiness. “I want you Geary,” the lightness dims, “but can we just spend Christmas together without worrying about what comes later.” She drops her forehead to mine. “I know we need to talk.” She presses her lips to mine in the sweetest of kisses. “I want to spend time with you without having to worry about anything else.”

I grip the back of her head and hold her close, a breath away from my mouth. “I want you anyway I can have you.” I close the gap between us and crush my lips to her plump and ready lips. The moan she releases into my mouth hardens my body and I arch my hips, rubbing my cock against her pussy, desperate for relief.

Olivia grinds down and my eyes roll, and then I feel the sudden loss of her heat when she wiggles free, dropping to her knees in front of me. There is a sparkle of mischief in her eyes as she makes quick work of my zipper before she’s reaching in and wrapping one of her small hands around my hard and throbbing flesh. Her touch alone makes me harder and precum rushing along my shaft has my balls heavy with need.

“Watch me, Geary.” She blows over the broad head that is purple and wet, ready to burst. “Watch everything I’m going to do to you.”

I swallow hard and have a difficult time holding my release back because the feel of her lapping at my dick is driving me insane. The feel of her hand jerking me off, the feel of her other massaging my balls, and the fucking sight of her on her knees with her mouth opened wide swallowing me sets off the volcano in my balls.

My hands reach for her hair and I grip the long strands in my hands as I explode down her throat. Her mouth is wet and warm and her throat so tight that semen pours out of me until there’s nothing left. Even then she doesn’t stop and laps at me to the point that I’m hardening again.

“That was so hot,” she whispers, lust thick and heavy in her voice. “I need you Geary.”

I smirk and leaning forward, I grab her up in my arms and toss her to the bed. “I want you coming on my face.”

She lets out a guttural moan while ripping her clothing off. I laugh and kneeling on the floor at her feet, I grab her ankles and tug her toward me. Her eyes are heavy with lust as I hold her gaze and kiss the top of her mound. Olivia shudders, her legs going slack in my arms.

With a smirk I’m unable to hide, I drape her deliciously smooth legs over my shoulders and finally move my gaze between her legs and catch my breath while my cock swells and presses against the bed.

Olivia is beautiful all over and her wet pussy is waiting for my touch. I spread her open to my eyes and groan at the sight of the swollen folds and the tight wet hole where my cock belongs. She’s gorgeous and she’s all mine. Growling, I dip my head and trail my tongue through the wet folds of her sex and moan at the taste of her on my lips. She arches and then I feel her fingers in my hair, holding me against her while she rubs her aching pussy on my mouth.

It’s a hot and heavy turn-on for me to watch her lose control the way she is with me. In fact I’m so turned on right now that I’m sure I’m going to come when she does…if not before. Her legs tremble and the little pants coming from her lips have my hips pressing against the bed to try and ease the ache in my groin.

The moment I slip my tongue inside of her, Olivia throws her head back and comes. I lap up every bit of her release and before she’s finished, I quickly rise up and thrust into her. My cock is so hard and desperate, my body throbbing and, with only one thrust, I spill inside of her.

Grunting, my dick pulsates and throbs with every release of semen I pump into her tight body. Olivia’s body tightens around me and she stills moments before she gasps and convulses. Her inner body throbs and tugs around my shaft, dragging more and more pleasure from my body while she’s in the throws of her own enjoyment.

Seconds tick by and all I hear is the sound of blood rushing through my ears while my body lies sated and exhausted on top of the woman I’m in love with.

“You make everything perfect, Geary,” Olivia whispers into my neck on a soft, satisfied sigh.

I slip my body from hers and wrapping my arms around her, I hold her tightly and roll us to the side. Her head stays tucked under my chin as I press a soft lingering kiss there. “You’re my everything,” I whisper, not sure she hears me as her breathing evens out and she slips into sleep.

Unable to let her go, I keep her close and try to settle, which I eventually do.

23

Olivia

Watching from the car window as Geary slowly navigates into town, I find it hard to believe that so much snow has been dumped on the town overnight. I’m

used to the winter months, but it’s been a very long time since I’ve seen it so bad. The roads were cleared at first light so the snow has been pushed toward the side in deep piles.

Geary glances at me as a shiver runs over me at the weather outside the warmth of the truck. I smile. “Concentrate on the roads and not me.”

He frowns. “Are you sure you’re okay? You’ve been quiet since I woke you up.”

I realize he really is worried. “I loved having you wake me, especially in the way that you did.” I blow him a kiss and laugh. “There is so much snow it made me shiver.”

The man is wicked as his eyes light with mirth. The things he can do with his mouth make me squirm to get comfortable in the seat—he knows it too and throws his head back, laughing. “Don’t think I don’t know where your mind is at,” he chuckles and reaches for his groin, doing some rearranging. “Who knew I’d get hard as fuck in this cold weather?”

I roll my eyes. “Your truck is heated, so don’t worry, as soon as we step outside it will all shrivel up.” Grinning, I continue watching through the window, smiling when we arrive at the cider mill.