I hiss. “We literally have minutes before my parents arrive.”
“I know.” She grins and drops to her knees. “And I know just the thing to have you coming within seconds.”
Her warm mouth wraps around me while my fingers break the hair tie and slide through the thick strands of her long hair. I arch closer, already feeling my release boiling in my balls, and then she sucks me completely into her mouth while pressing against my sac. I have no hope in hell of holding off.
Rachel sucks my release from me, swallowing, and holds me against her with pressure on my ass. Her nails dig into the flesh and I twitch and come one last time, cursing.
My legs no longer feel like they’re mine as I rest my back against the wall to stay upright. Rachel follows and slowly slides her mouth from around me.
“You taste good,” she whispers, leaning in once I’ve helped her up from the floor. “Very good.” She licks her lips.
I kick my sweats free of my ankles, and bending, collect them along with Rachel’s shorts and panties. I take her hand. “Let’s take a quick shower, then we’ll finish up dinner.”
“Is it safe, showering together?”
I give her a wicked grin. “I doubt it, but that’s what’s happening.”
20
Rachel
Uncle Lucien and Aunt Sabrina arrive just moments after we’re dressed, although I haven’t been able to catch my breath. Alexander has a wicked mouth and sensational hands. He knows how to use them to his advantage as well.
Seeing Aunt Sabrina rushing into the apartment, I smile and laugh when she throws her arms around my shoulders. “You make me so happy,” she whispers.
“Sabrina, let her breathe.” Uncle Lucien tugs his wife away and kisses me on the forehead. “It’s good to see you, Rachel.”
Alexander hugs his mother and as they separate, she dabs at her eyes. “I promised Lucien I wouldn’t cry.”
“I hope they’re tears of happiness,” Alexander moves closer and wraps an arm around my waist and briefly nuzzles into my neck.
“Of course they are.” Aunt Sabrina shakes her head. “I’ve known for years.” She grins.
“You have not known for years.” Uncle Lucien laughs. “What your mother means is that she wishes she’d known for years.”
“Oh, you hush up,” Aunt Sabrina says and quickly hugs her husband. “What’s for dinner? I’m starved.”
I kiss Alexander on the lips and smiling, slip my arm through Aunt Sabrina’s. “Keep me company while I warm the food.”
“Behave yourselves in here,” Aunt Sabrina says as we leave father and son to entertain themselves.
“Don’t be nervous,” Aunt Sabrina whispers. “We’re still the same people as we were before.” She smiles and moves over to the pan of pasta sauce. “Oh, this smells divine.” She inhales and then stirs the sauce.
“Aunt Sabrina,” I say quietly, and fidget. “Are you really okay with this, Alexander and I?”
She drops the spoon back into the saucepan and quickly takes my hands. “Alexander is our son and we love him. We’ve loved you since you became a McKenzie as a baby. Although, others won’t understand the situation the same way as the family do, there is nothing wrong with you both being together.”
She pauses, and comments, “I believe Paige isn’t happy though?”
I nod sadly.
“I love you both, but if you want to be happy then you need to follow your heart, Rachel.”
“Thank you.” I exhale and chuckle. “I think everyone knows about us apart from Jaxon.” I grin.
“Jaxon is the most laid back. He’ll be mad he hadn’t worked it out for himself, but you’re right, he’ll roll with it,” Aunt Sabrina agrees. “Now,” she smiles, “tell me what you need help with.”
“Everything is ready, I think.” I get the dishes and glasses from the cupboard and place them on the countertop. “Oh, you could pour the wine if you don’t mind.” I nod toward the bottle of red.