McKenzie Cousins Box Set 1

by Lexi Buchanan

  “Brooke,” he sighs and the exasperation for his eldest child is clearly written on his face, “can you make me a list of monies owed?”

  “I already have that.”

  “Good…Good.” He sits back down. “We’ll sort this mess out tomorrow.”

  We all return to our food and I glance at Brooke beside me. Her smile is gone and it’s clear that she’s ignoring me as she plays around with the food on her plate. She pushes it away before standing up abruptly from the table, “I’m going to bed. It’s been a long day.”

  Adelaide stares after her daughter while I’m torn as to what to do. I should run after her and explain, or would it be easier to leave her and put it down to the heat of the moment.

  You’re an idiot!

  “Excuse me, I need to make this right.” Getting to my feet, I nod at Mitchell who smiles, and then I throw a glare toward Carrie, who is still fuming in her seat. I ignore Sinclair completely.

  45

  Brooke

  I’m upset with Michael but I’m really angry with my sister. She was in the wrong charging everything to me, and she was in the wrong trying to get back at me by telling me about Michael’s travel plans.

  Slamming into my room, I take a deep breath but it doesn’t calm my temper. I’d been ready to fly across the dinner table and punch my sister and I left so quickly because I needed some space so I wouldn’t hit her. I’ve never been one for violence, but she’d make a priest sin, and not in a good way.

  As for Michael, well, I’m not sure what I want...although, I’m hoping he’ll follow me up here so we can talk. It was a shock to hear that he was leaving. I felt betrayed that she knew before he’d even told me, but, deep down, I know that he would have told me in his own way. Perhaps, I should be angrier with him, but I know Michael, at least I’d like to think I do, and I know he wouldn’t intentionally hurt me. Especially not after he called me his girlfriend in front of my family.

  Thinking about Michael, I slip out of my clothes and cover myself with a short babydoll nightdress before I move over to my window, letting the slight breeze cool my heated skin. The moonlight on the water is magical, and that’s when I hear my bedroom door open and gently close—the lock engaging.

  “It’s only me,” Michael whispers but I already knew who it was.

  He’s silent as he crosses to me, slips his arms around my waist and drops his face to my shoulder. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you myself?”

  I cover his hands with mine. “Did you intend on telling me?”

  “Damn straight I did.” He breathes into my ear and nips the lobe with his teeth, sending shards of pleasure rippling down my spine, bringing me out in goose bumps. “I just didn’t know how and I was afraid of your answer.”

  Frowning, I turn in the curve of his arms and reaching up, I caress the nape of his neck while I hold his gaze. “What question?”

  He drops his forehead to mine, searching my eyes. “I want you to come with me back to Lexington.”

  “And you thought—”

  “That you might say no considering you haven’t been on the island a week, and we haven’t been together more than a couple of days…but Brooke, I don’t want to leave you here, and that’s not just me wanting to protect you from Carrie. I want to see where this goes. I haven’t had what we have with anyone else and that means something to me. You mean something to me.”

  I offer him a wry smile and pressing against him, I tug his face closer, sealing my lips over his. He immediately takes over and devours my mouth. The feel of his tongue sliding against mine creates a hunger in me that borders on frightening. His taste gently slips inside of me and I want nothing more than to get lost in this man.

  His hands grip the silk of my babydoll, and then they’re on my bottom, kneading my flesh. The erection trapped between us is huge and pulsing with a life of its own. My mouth waters knowing what it wants more than anything right now.

  I slowly break our heated kiss and nuzzle into his neck, licking and nibbling on the pulse point there.

  “You’re not wearing panties,” he comments.

  Smirking, I move back and yank his shirt over his head, and then spreading my hands over his amazing chest, I slowly kiss my way down his body, until I’m on my knees.

  The bulge in front of my face twitches and when Michael inhales sharply, his flesh bursts out above the waist of his shorts.

  Aroused, I meet and hold his gaze while I make quick work with getting his shorts down his legs. He doesn’t get time to remove them fully before my hands and mouth are on him.

  He watches me caress the thick rigid penis. I lick along the swollen vein and bring my lips to the tip. Opening wide, I gently feed the head into my mouth and, holding it against the tip of my tongue, I feel his arousal drip. I wrap my lips around the flared head and suck, swallowing his essence.

  Michael drops forward and grips the window frame, causing his dick to sink deeper.

  “I’m sorry,” he moans. “God, that feels so good…so tight…let me move, I don’t want to choke you.”

  In reply, I stroke his sac with one hand. With the other, I knead his ass. He ends up so deep that the dark hairs surrounding his cock tickle my nose.

  Bringing this pleasure to Michael is electrifying and every time he throbs in my mouth, I tingle between my legs.

  “Stop,” Michael suddenly gasps, sliding out of my mouth. “I want to come inside you…with you.”

  Panting, he kicks his shorts out of the way and holds a hand out to me. The minute I’m on my feet, I find myself facing the wall beside my window and the babydoll disappearing over Michael’s shoulder.

  He spreads my hands on the wall, keeping his over mine, and then nudges my legs apart with his feet, but all I can feel, as my excitement grows, is the thick erection pressing between the cheeks of my bottom.

  I wiggle my hips, hearing him hiss, I moan, “I’m ready for you Michael.”

  “Let me check,” his voice rumbles in my ear, hardening my nipples to points bordering on painful, while his hand slips over my stomach. I hold my breath and gasp when he strokes me. “So wet.”

  “I need you inside me…I ache.”

  “Yes,” he hisses.

  I feel him line his erection up and when he slowly pushes forward, he takes my breath away. He grips my hips and brings them further away from the wall, and that’s when he sinks balls deep…it’s also when I realize just how turned on I am.

  Because the minute he cups my breasts, pinches my nipples, and starts thrusting, my core clenches. I come so hard that my eyes cross. Pulse after pulse ripples along his flesh as I feel it swell. One last thrust, he wraps his arms around me, and then I feel the heat of his release. He throbs and twitches pouring semen against my rippling walls, groaning and grunting in pleasure that mingles with my long moan of ecstasy.

  I can’t catch a breath, but feel as though I never want him to leave me because he feels so good where he is, even when I feel our release gently slipping down my inner thighs, I don’t want him to move. He’s part of me.

  His chest heaves against my back as he gradually loosens his hold around my waist and chest. “Never like that,” he pants. “Brooke,” he groans long and guttural, slipping free of my warmth.

  Turning me in his arms, he picks me up and carries me to the bed. Crawling into the middle, he lays me down, and urges me to spread my legs. He then crawls between and settles with his head on my belly and his arms around my waist. Not the comfiest of positions, but one that speaks volumes. This man cares for me. He cares a great deal. It feels a lot like love.

  So I whisper, “Yes.”

  46

  Michael

  Her softly spoken, “Yes,” reaches my ears and my face splits into a grin. I lift my face and move to hover above her. “Does that mean what I think it does?”

  “I feel things when I’m with you that are new and exciting...and frightening. I don’t want to lose any of that. I think we have something special and if that m
eans leaving my family here, and traveling to Lexington with you, then I’ll do it. You belong to me Michael McKenzie.”

  Exhaling a gush of air, I wrap myself around her, and roll to my back so that I’m not too heavy. My arms hold her close and everything in me says to never let her go. I won’t if I have any say in the matter.

  I’m not sure how long we spent holding each other, but it feels right and perfect. “I can’t wait for you to meet my parents.”

  She pauses. “Parents?” Her beautiful blonde head lifts and I find I’m unable to hide my amusement. “You’ll love them just like they’ll love you.” I bring her closer and kiss her lips. “I promise.”

  Moaning, she drops back down to my chest. “Tell me about them.”

  “Hmm,” I smile, “Well, my mom and dad met the same way Sirena and Garrett did—in an elevator at McKenzies. It was my mom’s first day of work and she happened to ride the elevator with the boss, my dad.” He chuckles. “I’m sure a lot more went on than what they tell us, but Mom found it hilarious Sirena met and fell in love with Garrett the same way.”

  I smile. “They’re still so much in love that sometimes I find it embarrassing, especially growing up. But, looking back, they set the standards high for us. They made us want to find that one special person. Dad used to say I’d know when I found the one, because I’d only be able to think about her and no one else. That I’d constantly be preoccupied with thoughts of her. That I’d want to be with her all the time.” I brush the hair from her shoulder and tip her chin up to me. “I’ve found all that with you.”

  “Oh!” Tears follow her softly spoken word of surprise. “I’ve found that with you as well Michael. That’s why I’m not staying here when you leave.” She kisses my chest and settles back down.

  “My parents,” I continue, “live in a large house outside of Lexington and it’s where we all grew up, but we also spent a huge amount of time at my grandparents’ ranch. Uncle Sebastian spends a lot of time running the place and occasionally, they’ll all get out there. Mom says there’s nothing like seeing her husband in denim, mounted on his horse with all his brothers. I used to cringe at the look she’d get in her eyes whenever she was focused on Dad. But if you think about it, what kid wants to think of his parents having sex. Heaven forbid.” I shudder.

  Brooke laughs and straddles my waist as she sits up. “I’m looking forward to meeting your family Michael. I’m just nervous.”

  “Don’t be. I’m lucky really to have the family that I do…Alex will be around at some point so you’ll get to meet my cousin and joint CEO of McKenzies. We’ll see Charlotte at the office, but I’m going to visit her at her home as well. She won’t have her guard up then and I’ll be able to talk to her better.”

  “You’re still worried about her?”

  “Yeah. It’s at the back of my mind all the time. If I hadn’t been so distracted before heading here, then I might have seen there was something wrong. I missed it altogether, and considering she’s my sister, I feel bad.”

  “I get that, but I’m sure she’ll understand.”

  “I hope so.”

  Brooke smiles, which turns into a smirk as she slowly makes her way down my body. Her lips leave a trail of heat over my skin, as I ask, “What are you doing?”

  She snickers. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

  She moves so damn close to my cock that it has a will of its own and won’t stop twitching. I hear a soft moan when she nuzzles into my groin and moves to my balls. Just having her so close to my dick has me hard and dripping with excitement.

  “I love this.” She lifts her face and kisses the base of me while her fingers slide through the pubes. “I find it really hot that you are so dark here and seeing your penis sprouting through the soft hairs is, mmm…” her tongue licks me from base to tip.

  Arching off the bed, I practically shove my cock into her mouth. She loves it as I hear a deep moan at the back of her throat. Her head bobs on me while her mouth takes me deeper each time. Then rising to the tip, she swirls her tongue around and suckles, nearly having me bursting a nut right then.

  “Don’t stop me this time,” she hisses before capturing me in her mouth.

  She slides me deeper into her mouth and holds there while she reaches for my balls. They’re so damn hard and tight that I’m going to be coming before too long.

  Her fingers search between my legs, and when she slips her mouth to the crown and takes me deeper, I grunt in release. Having my semen sucked out of me by Brooke feels so amazing that I’m sure my dick has blown right off.

  She doesn’t stop as I grip the sheet under us and pant with what she’s doing with her wicked mouth. It makes my toes curl and stars cross my vision.

  When she drops me free of the heat of her mouth and crawls up me, there’s a blush coating her delicate cheekbones, but she doesn’t stop. “I’ve read about this and want to experience it with you.”

  I don’t have long to wonder what she’s talking about because she’s straddling my face with her wet pussy directly hovering over my mouth. Of course, my dick shoots straight to attention the minute I smell her.

  Groaning, I arch my hips and, grabbing hold of the white globes of her bottom to hold her to me, I dip my tongue into her folds and taste her. “Play with your nipples.”

  Going back to her swollen folds, I keep my eyes on her and watch as she cups her own breasts and rubs her nipples. She’s a sight to be seen with her head thrown back, her hands pinching and tugging the hard buds of her nipples, as she rides my face. I can’t breathe but I don’t care and when I jab my tongue into her wet sheath and rub my nose on her clit, she comes.

  She groans and thrashes as her orgasm completely overtakes her body, and that’s all it takes for my cock to jerk and release all over my stomach.

  47

  Brooke

  “Morning!” I glance around and ask, “Where’s Sinclair?” while taking my seat at the table. One thing my mom insists on while on the Island is that we all eat together at least three times a week. So today is one of those three. It’s just a pity that I’m not as enthusiastic for it as I usually am.

  “He left early this morning,” Mom says, and then asks, “Where’s Michael?” with a raised brow.

  I catch Carrie smirking out of the corner of my eye, but I’m not even going to take notice of her today.

  “He went back to his place to call his sister and find out when they want to leave.” I shrug. “They’ve practically just arrived so I’m guessing they may want to stay a few more days before doing the long flight back to the States. Elias wasn’t too keen on that.”

  “Who’s Elias?” Carrie interrupts.

  I glance in her direction. “He’s Sirena and Garrett’s baby boy.”

  “Garrett is a fine man,” Dad adds, joining us. “I’ve always thought highly of him, and for taking on another man’s child, that takes a special kind of guy.”

  I frown. “What do you mean?”

  Dad holds my gaze and sighs. “It’s no secret, but Sirena was married to an asshole who had no interest in a child. While pregnant, she met Garrett and he’s now the legal father of their little boy. It all ended well.”

  “I didn’t know that.” I bite a piece of toast and while I’m chewing I remember the love that shines in Garrett’s eyes for his wife and son. “He loves them both.”

  “Yes, he does.” Dad glances around before his gaze meets mine. He sighs. “Okay, tell me before I eat.”

  “Tell you what?” I smile.

  He rolls his eyes, which makes me laugh. “I’m going back to the States with Michael.”

  “Tsk, really,” Carrie hisses. “You haven’t known him for five minutes.”

  “You’re jealous that your plan backfired, so stop already.” To my dad, I add, “I want to be with him, Dad, and he wants me to meet his family.”

  Dad smiles. “Your mother and I have met Michael and Lily on a few occasions. Years ago now. A beautiful couple.”

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nbsp; I smile and reach out, taking his hand. “Just as beautiful as you and mom.”

  He grins and I laugh when I spot a blush on his cheeks. “Oh do tell, Daddy,” I tease.

  Mom swats my hand. “Leave your father alone.” When she has my attention she says, “The things I could tell you…”

  Dad chokes while Mom looks on with amusement.

  “If you weren’t my parents then I might be curious and ask, but parents don’t have sex, so there’s nothing really to tell me.” I smirk, and keeping my head down, I eat my eggs, toast, and fruit.

  “That’s what you think,” Mom mutters, and I really wish I hadn’t said anything.

  “Ugh!” Carrie moans. “I can’t sit here and listen to this.”

  “You’ll sit at my table until I say otherwise,” Dad states. “We have some accounts to look at, which we will do once I’ve eaten.”

  Carrie turns white and takes a few minutes to recover before she looks at me. A twinge of regret hits me, especially when I realize she’s scared.

  I frown and tip my head to the side, but she quickly glances at the food in front of her. She doesn’t eat and just plays with it. It’s so unlike my cocky, aggressive sister. I’m not the only one to notice either as I glance at my parents. Mom bites her lip and Dad frowns at Carrie’s bent head before his concentration returns to his food.

  It doesn’t take long before I’ve finished eating, so kissing my parents on the cheek, and with a hesitant smile for Carrie, I run up to my room and throw myself on the bed.

  I’m feeling excited, terrified, and everything else, but the butterflies in my stomach are the good kind.

  Reaching for my cell, I jump a mile, and clench a hand to my chest. “You scared me.”

  “You’re so damn beautiful that I don’t know how I got so lucky.” Michael leans against the doorjamb to the bathroom. I had no clue he was even in my room.