Darling obstacles by Barbara Boswell, Copyright Paperback Collection (Library of Congress) DLC Read Free Book Online Page A

his, he slipped his hand between the buttons of her robe and under her nightgown. The touch of his fingers on the soft flesh of her breast jolted her as stunningly as a bolt of electricity. He caught her aching nipple between his thumb and forefinger and massaged it with a slow, sensual rhythm.
    "When I saw your nipples so tight, so aroused, I wanted to touch them like this," he said raspingly. "And like this . . ."He replaced his fingers with his mouth, dampening the cloth with his tongue.
    Maggie moaned as a wild excitement churned within her. She felt the sharp nip of his teeth and gasped at the erotic mixture of pleasure and pain. Tangling her fingers in the thickness of his hair, she pulled his head closer.
    "You re very sensitive there, sweet Maggie." Greg lifted his head to stare down at her half-closed lids and parted lips. "I want to know all your most sensitive places." His hand ran smoothly down her belly and rested on the material covering the downy softness of tangled curls. "I want to touch you everywhere, to feel you throb and ache for me."
    She arched herself closer, a small, sensuous sound escaping from her. She wanted him to touch her there, without the restricting barrier of cotton. "You are so wonderfully responsive," he whispered against her ear, his tongue tracing its soft pink shape.
    He thrust his knee between her thighs and a heated urgency swept through her. Maggie's mind reeled, her body coming alive with sensations and emotions she had thought long dead. A wildfire seemed to blaze through her veins, awakening needs that had lain dormant and suppressed for so very long. Greg's mouth closed over hers and she sighed, opening her own mouth to deepen the kiss, welcoming his tongue with her own. Her body was gov-

    erned by a will of its own; as if of their own volition, her arms went around his neck to hold him closer. Her breasts strained against the broad warmth of his chest and she provocatively rubbed against him. The deep, drugging kiss went on and on, rendering her pliant and mindless. When Greg lifted her off her feet and carried her to the top of the stairs, she sighed and clung to him.
    "Mommy!"
    The sound of a child's voice brought them both back to earth with a heartstopping thud. Maggie's eyes flew open to meet Greg's.
    "Mommy!'' It was Kevin and he sounded angry. His voice grew nearer and Maggie became frantically aware of her position—in Greg's arms and a perilous few feet from her bedroom.
    "Put me down,'' she said in a choked voice, and Greg obliged, setting her gently on her feet. He reached for her, but she jerked wildly away from him and started down the stairs. She was so shaken and off-balance that she stumbled and would have fallen the rest of the way down if Greg hadn't grabbed her.
    "Careful, honey." His mouth was at her ear, his warm breath fanning her neck.
    "Don't!" Her voice was little more than a hoarse squeak. She tried to shrug off his hands, but they remained firmly affixed to her shoulders.
    Kevin appeared at the foot of the stairs, his arms folded across his chest, his dark blue eyes blazing. "Where's my breakfast?" he demanded, all traces of his usual amiability gone. "You said you were going to fix it right away."
    "I don't think that's any way to talk to your mother, Kevin," Greg said. His voice was pleasant enough, but the edge of steel in it was unmistakable.
    Maggie was still dizzy from the stunning shock of her and Greg's passionate encounter. She had to fight against an almost overwhelming urge to close her eyes and lean back into his inviting strength. She

    took a deep breath and tried to concentrate on the little scene before her.
    Kevin had been momentarily taken aback by Greg's mild reprimand. His arms dropped and his eyes widened. "I—I'm hungry," he said defensively.
    "Then why not try, 'May I have my breakfast, please?' " suggested Greg. Kevin swallowed and said nothing.
    "Kevin turns into the Incredible Hulk when he's hungry," Maggie said. She made it