McKenzie Cousins Box Set 3

With my eyes constantly searching our surroundings, and Mallory’s hand clasped tightly in mine, we approach John and Neve’s cabin. The light by the door is lit by the faint glow coming from within. They had a good head start, so I’m hoping we don’t catch them in the middle of anything.

Mallory squeezes my hand and leaning forward, bangs her fist to the door a couple of times. “Anyone home?” she shouts. I shake my head with amusement.

She shrugs. “They’ll be in the middle of make up sex. It’s too cold to be standing outside while they decide whether or not to answer the door.”

“Who is it?” John yells from inside.

“Jason and Marie,” I reply. “We saw you leave early and wanted to check you’re both okay.”

“We’d be even better if you hadn’t interrupted.”

Mallory grins and I roll my eyes at the amusement I see on her face.

“We’ll let you get back to it then.”

I grab Mallory’s arm and lead her down the steps and hide us from view of the cameras that I know are watching, before pulling her to a stop. “I don’t think I’d have been as polite if we’d been interrupted.”

Her eyes light with arousal, which makes mine react in kind. I can’t take my eyes from hers and by the time she wraps herself around me, I’m hard as a damn rock.

“Um, I’ve never been naughty until I met you,” she admits, going down to her knees in front of me, making sure her face nuzzles my groin. Her eyes lift to mine and hold, while one of her hands works the zipper over my cock.

“Not here. We’re in the open.” My eyes search the area as I feel her fingers tightening around me. I gasp when I feel her mouth on the flared head and my hands reach for her hair. “Our cabin,” I suggest, breathing heavily.

She smirks and shakes her head, her mouth swallowing me whole. The rush of pleasure I feel goes straight to my balls. “Mal,” I moan. She allows me to slide free and I feel a cool breeze on my heated flesh.

“I want to watch you come.” Her hands grip my ass, her fingernails digging in as she tortures me with how slowly she slides her mouth down my length.

I feel her throat tighten around the sensitive head of my cock seconds before I feel her tongue stroking and massaging as much as she can reach. Precum tingles along the length to trickle out into her throat. The swallowing movement feels so good that I can’t breathe when she repeats it over and over again. I hear footsteps on the path somewhere behind us, as does Mallory. Her mouth tightens, and I explode. My orgasm is pulled out of me by Mallory’s hot little mouth. My hips rock forward and with one final squirt I’m able to breathe again. I inhale deeply looking down at Mallory. She grins and licks her lips. I’m unable to pull my eyes away from the beautiful woman at my feet. My heart clenches as I hold my hand out to her and pull her to her feet and into my arms. I softly kiss her lips before I tuck her head beneath my chin. “Thank you,” I whisper, while my eyes search behind her looking for whom the footsteps belong to.

I tense when I realize that I’m no longer hearing anything other than our breathing in the still of the night.

“What’s wrong?” Mallory asks in hushed urgency, sensing my unease.

“I heard footsteps, and now I can’t. Not even a twig snapping. The night just seems too still when moments before it wasn’t.” I frown. “I know we were a bit distracted, but something feels different. I’m not imagining it.”

Mallory glances around, her eyes narrowing as she tries to focus. “It’s like being in a nightclub with music blaring and sweaty bodies all around, only to have everyone disappear and the music to suddenly stop.”

“Yes,” I mumble, “that’s exactly it.”

Taking Mallory’s hand into mine, I hold tight and indicate with my head that we’re going to head back to Jason and Marie’s cabin. I catch the wince on Mallory’s face because if all is okay then we’re going to be interrupting them once again.

“I agree that something is…off, but I’m not sure about it being here at their cabin.” Mallory withdraws her service weapon, and I do the same.

Rubbing my aching leg, I indicate to Mallory for silence as we slowly approach. I find it difficult in the dark and manage to snap a few more fallen branches than I’d have liked with my booted feet. Mallory treads more carefully and is silent as a ghost.

All the lights are turned off in the cabin the only one glowing is the one on the porch. Crouched beneath the front room window, I slowly peer up from the side and although it’s dark inside the moon behind me gives enough light to see that no one is moving around in there. Shaking my head, Mallory moves toward the window in back as I follow her.

The bedroom.

Here we do catch sound and by the look on Mallory’s face she knows exactly what we are listening too. I grin and while there is some very heavy panting and moaning going on in the cabin, I pull Mallory away.

Once we’re hidden in the trees, she whispers, “I think it was about to get more interesting.”

“Have you got any idea what it does to a guy listening to the sound of people having sex when he’s with a woman he can’t keep his hands off?”

She stumbles, my arm going around her waist. “You are not hard again?” She looks at me from over her shoulder. “Are you?”

To prove my point, I tug her back completely against my front and press my erection against her ass. “Does that answer your question,” I whisper into her ear, feeling a shudder ripple through her.