McKenzie Cousins Box Set 3

Tugging his penis away from his belly, I kneel up and bring him to my waiting mouth. Joshua curses a stream as he watches the tip get swallowed up inside my mouth. I close my lips around the head and suckle, slipping my tongue around him. His whole body tenses, but I don’t let up, excited to be able to make him lose his composure.

I lean even closer and slide my hands under him, gripping an ass cheek in each hand. Joshua swells inside of my mouth, and the moment I take as much of him as I can, and he touches the back of my throat, he grunts and pants, his fingers tangle in my hair. He’s holding me on him as semen erupts in thick streams from his quivering flesh. The hold isn’t forced, and I know if I need to pull away he’d immediately help me.

I suck and lick until he calms and he’s trying to catch a full breath. “I love having you in my mouth.” I kiss the tip, but before I can move away, Joshua has me on my feet, my skirt pushed to my waist and his hands yanking my panties down my legs. I kick them off, and find myself lifted onto his lap.

“My turn.” He places my legs over the chair arms while sliding down in the chair.

He then gently takes my arms and helps me lie back on his thighs before his hand quickly move to my hips and draws me closer to his mouth. His first touch is a kiss to my wet lips. The second touch is the slide of his tongue between them. I try to move away from the overwhelming pleasure he creates in my body, however the firm grip he has on my hips prevents any movement.

“You liked sucking me off?” he mumbles against my pussy seconds before his tongue dips inside of me. “It made you wet and swollen, Mallory.” His tongue pushes forward and slips in and out while he rubs my clit with his nose. “So fucking sexy,” he hisses, his penis growing and twitching beneath my back.

I’m unable to keep the noises of pleasure to myself, and the more I moan and writhe on his face, the faster his tongue moves. Joshua rubs his erection against my back, his hips thrusting and grinding into the material of my thin blouse. My whole body pulses with pleasure, and then I’m exploding on his mouth. I thrash on his lap the pleasure so intense that I’m afraid I’m going to set on fire. My body arches, my pussy is rippling with uncontrollable pleasure, and then warm wetness spills onto my back, and I know Joshua came with me.

When he’s kissing and petting me gently with his lips, I finally find my voice. “That was incredible.” I pant and have no shame at the position I’m in right now.

“I used to imagine you with your skirt around your waist, no panties, and sitting in your office chair. I’d bury my face between your beautiful legs and have you coming on my face.” He breathes heavily. “What just happened blows that fantasy out of the water.”

I blush at the thought, and wince when Joshua holds me close while sitting up in the chair. His cock is already rising between us as his heated gaze centered on my pussy. He lifts his right hand and slides his index finger through my release.

“We’re never going to eat if you keep touching me.” He dips his finger inside of me and I gasp for breath. “Help me straddle you.”

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I raise a brow. “I thought you already were.”

She holds my gaze and smiles when I reach out and help her into a more comfortable position, right against the root of me. She wiggles around and I find I have to grit my teeth at the sensation of her wet pussy grinding on my balls. I clench her bottom with my hands and hold her tightly to me.

It doesn’t help.

“Sit still,” I grind out.

She shakes her head. “No way.”

Before I can think straight, she’s raised herself up, grabbed my cock, and starts sliding down. I groan at the feel of her wet pussy sucking me inside, softening around my hardness to create a tight glove. My legs quiver when she’s fully seated.

She quickly removes her clothing over her head, tossing them to the floor, and I couldn’t be happier to have her gorgeous breasts swinging in my face. They’re swollen with arousal, but it’s the dark buds of her nipples that grab my attention. These hard tips are so damn sensitive, that I can make her come from touching them alone.

Mallory slowly starts to rock and so I don’t grab her, I grip the arms of the chair, but it becomes too much. The temptation before my eyes is feast I’m unable to ignore.

Dipping my head, I capture a swollen nipple between my teeth and gently massage against the roof of my mouth with tongue. Mallory jerks at the movement, and I feel it all the way inside her pussy. I bring my hand up to her other breast and roll the tip between my finger and thumb. Her head is thrown back and she drops to me, grinding her hips down roughly.

Wrapping an arm around her back while still sucking on her beautiful breasts, I thrust upward and rotate my hips. The tip of my cock rubs against her womb, and her pussy suddenly starts sucking every damn thing from my body in strong convulsions as she takes me with her in release.

“Fuck, Mal!” I breathe heavily, resting my head against the back of the chair. “I think I need a nap.”

She offers a dark chuckle. “Then take me to bed, Joshua McKenzie.”

My eyes darken at the husky tone in her voice when she said my name. “Marry me,” I blurt out of nowhere.

Mallory blinks and stares. I offer her a wry smile and push the curls back from her face. “I didn’t mean to blurt it out while naked and buried inside of you. I actually had a romantic evening planned once we were in Lexington, but I couldn’t wait another moment. In fact, I didn’t even think. The words just came out of my mouth.” I pause. “But, Mal, I meant what I said. Marrying you has been my intention from the moment this between us had started. All along I’ve been playing for keeps. I love you, and want to spend the rest of my life, wherever that may take us, with you by my side. I want you as my wife, my lover, my best friend, and maybe if you’d like, as the mother of my children. I love the heck out of you Mallory, will you marry me?”

She bursts into tears and throws her arms around me, her face buried in the crook of my neck. “Yes,” she cries. “Yes, I’ll marry you. I love you Josh. I love you so much.”

“Damn straight.”

Leaning against the archway into the kitchen, I admire Mallory as she makes us both an omelet. Apparently the only thing she can make without burning. I smile at how good she looks in my home. “Beautiful.”