McKenzie Cousins Box Set 3

Shane

Sofia has followed my instruction of dressing warm and I’m almost sorry that her curves are covered in denim, a sweater and a thick warm jacket. She even has a white beanie on the top of her head to keep the cold of the evening from her ears. I’m glad she’s prepared because although I haven’t arranged a picnic, I have arranged something that involves the outdoors. The weather has started getting colder as we move toward winter, so I’m just hoping she enjoys the surprise I’ve arranged.

She’s a unique woman and that’s why I’ve come up with this idea for the evening.

Her gasp of surprise and smile on her beautiful face is worth everything as she jumps from the car when the footman opens the door. I follow her out and manage to catch her hand, pulling her into the shelter of my body. “You like this surprise?” I nuzzle into her neck, my lips cold against the warmth of her skin.

“I haven’t been in a horse drawn carriage for years.” She turns fully against me and throws her arms around my neck. “Not since my sixteenth birthday,” she grins, “that was the last time I rode in one.”

“I’m here to make all your dreams come true.” I grin and usher her into the carriage. I settle beside her, and pull her against the heat of my body, the blankets covering our lap. “Are you ready?”

“Oh, yes!” Sofia rests her head against my shoulder and searches my gaze. “You are a romantic man, Shane Fletcher.”

I feel heat spreading onto my face and cough to clear the embarrassment in my throat. “Maybe.”

Sofia laughs and reaches up to kiss me quickly. “Oh yes you are! I can’t believe you went to all this trouble for me,” she says softly. “I’ll never forget tonight, I hope you know that.”

Somewhere in the region of my heart, I feel heat swelling and bursting outwards. I never imagined myself with anyone. Now, I can’t imagine myself without Sofia McKenzie in my life. My nerves are still inside of me at the fact that she could hurt me, badly. However, once I realized how different Sofia is to the other girls I’ve known, I realized that I do have a heart to give, and I want to give it to her—to my beautiful Sofia.

“Thank you, Shane,” she whispers. “This is an amazing night and I’m so happy that I’m not upset because of you anymore.”

With a regretful sigh, I admit, “I never wanted to upset you in the first place.” I kiss the top of her head. “But, we’re going forward from here on out. No looking back…please.”

“A fresh start.”

“Hmm, just remember that when you’re my plus one at the pre-wedding dinner, and wedding…my family are not easy to get along with.”

“All you need to do is keep my hand in yours and I’ll be able to handle anything, and anyone.” Sofia kisses my jaw as I turn to caress her upturned face.

“I’ll be right by your side.” I kiss her nose. “Tell me what you did today,” I ask, and then add, “Not because it’s something to talk about but because I’m genuinely interested in what you did.”

“You’re melting my heart, you know that right?”

“You’ve already melted mine.” I press her closer and smile to myself at the joy that reaches her eyes at my words. “You were about to tell me what you’ve been doing all day.”

“Hmm, well, if you must know I spent a great deal of time thinking about you. So I basically went around smiling all day.”

Chuckling, I say, “You have a beautiful smile.”

“Marissa thought so too, she kept asking me why I was smiling. I told her that my boyfriend was planning something for the evening. Luckily, a customer came in and distracted her. But yeah, I smiled all day because of you. It didn’t help that I also remembered the feel of you against me in my bed.”

Groaning, I try and ignore the pulse in my jeans. “Can we talk about baking, or something other than touching?”

“I bet if I climb on your lap now, that I’ll find you aroused, and that you’d press right where I need you,” she drifts off, her breath whispering over my skin while I struggle to catch my own.

I grab her hand and shove it under the blankets and into my lap, moaning when her fingers tighten around the rigid length of my cock. “You were right.”

“I usually am.” She slides her hand in a caress over my length, her fingers rubbing my aching balls, squished between my legs and the denim. “You feel really good.”

I grunt in response.

“I know I said no sex, but maybe I can continue to touch you like this…get you off in a slow orgasm as we’re in the carriage.” Her whispering into my ear sends goose bumps snaking down my spine. She nibbles on the lobe and every single blood cell runs straight to my cock. I’m so hard and swollen that I can’t think straight. I desperately want to finish in her hand. We could get arrested for indecent exposure or something along those lines.

While I’ve been trying to get myself under control, Sofia has snuck a hand into my jeans by opening the zipper. My button is still fastened. I feel her fingers pressing and stroking through the thin barrier of my briefs until I curse, arching into her touch when she reaches bare flesh. She shoves the front of my briefs down until my cock is free and in her hand.

“We can’t,” I mumble, pleasure rushing through my blood. “God, Sofia.”

“I know. I should never have started this here.” She wiggles onto my lap, making sure the blanket stays around our waists. “I want you to come on me, just like this.” Before her words fully register, she’s shoved my dick up her sweater. The base of me rubs against her denim clad pussy while the head and tip press against the soft skin of her belly. The soft knit of her sweater causes a delicious friction, and it’s all too much. I’m too excited.