McKenzie Cousins Box Set 3

He clears his throat. “My dad is a charmer and teases my mother wickedly.” He chuckles. “Growing up around his brothers too, we learnt a lot, and that’s all I’m going to say.”

“Oh,” I lift my gaze. “Don’t stop now you’re getting to the exciting stuff.”

“Embarrassing would be the word I’d use.”

“Give me one thing.” I search his gaze, but I’m unable to miss the slight blush working it’s way to his cheekbones. “Are you blushing?”

“Guys don’t blush.”

Giving him a dirty laugh, I poke him in the stomach. “Start talking, and maybe I’ll reward you with a surprise.” I raise a brow.

“We had to practice putting on condoms in front of them. My cousins Alexander, Ryan, and me. The others escaped because they weren’t old enough then.” Joshua just blurted it all out in one long stream of words before he inhales and slowly exhales. “I told you it was embarrassing.”

“They, um…condoms,” I snicker.

Joshua widens his gaze. “Fuck, Mallory. I meant on bananas. Jeez woman!”

I start laughing because I really hadn’t thought anything other than what he’d said. “You never said they made you practice on fruit.” I cover my mouth with a hand to try and stifle the giggles, but unfortunately they won’t stop. “Tell me more.”

“Dad once caught the three of us with a bottle of whiskey.” He winces. “He marched us all to the kitchen, called his brothers, and then filled up beakers with the whiskey. Made us drink the lot. God, I’ve never been as sick.”

“You could have gotten alcohol poisoning or something,” I gasp in surprise.

“What we didn’t know is that Uncle Ruben, Ryan’s dad, had brought another bottle of the stuff that he’d watered down. I mean drastically watered down. We had no idea they’d done this until a few days later. It still made us really sick.”

“How old were you?”

“Fourteen.”

“So who borrowed the whiskey in the first place?” I giggle.

He chuckles. “Ryan. His dad owns a nightclub in Lexington called Kenza. Ryan helps run the place these days. Has his pick of women.”

“Oh really,” I move and straddle Josh, getting myself very comfortable over the growing bulge behind his zipper.

“Not interested, Mal. I just wish he’d settle on one woman.”

“Hmm,” I murmur, nuzzling into his neck while my fingers finishing unbuttoning his shirt so that I can lay the palm of my hand on his chiseled chest. The smooth skin with a light sprinkling of hair is perfect.

“Is this my reward?” He asks in a low murmur, his eyes filled with lust.

Looking up into his eyes, I unclip my hair and let it fall loosely around my shoulders. “You can let me know,” I tease, dipping my head.

Before I touch his skin, I inhale his warmth and the subtle scent of his cologne, and then I let my lips kiss the center of his chest. Joshua inhales and shudders, his hips arching and rubbing against where we’re joined. “Not yet,” I whisper, moving down his body until I’m on my knees between his spread thighs.

I smirk and placing my hands on his knees, I slowly caress upwards, to the pulsing hardness hidden behind his zipper. His breaths are deep with need as I tease over his straining penis with the tips of my fingers. “I love how you react to me,” I admit, unfastening his pants. I let my fingers tickle over the material of his boxers and smile when his flesh jerks under my touch.

Becoming impatient, Joshua lifts and shoves his pants and boxers to his thighs. I immediately cup his balls and watch as his penis stretches up to his naval, the flared head, red and releasing precum on to his belly. Groaning, I inhale and slowly exhale at the sight, which is

turning me on.

My eyes find Joshua’s half-lidded ones and I hold his gaze as I massage the heavy sac. His breathing becomes more labored as I move my hand to wrap around the throbbing hardness.

“Yes!” He grunts, thrusting his hips upwards when I squeeze my fist around him, slowly jerking him off.

“Don’t come until you’re inside my mouth,” I instruct.

“Fuck!” He strains upwards. “Hurry, Mal.”