The Housewife and the Film Star by Doris O'Connor Read Free Book Online

protest up with his mouth.
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    One minute, he stood watching her, the next, he'd grabbed her and pinned her against him. His mouth firmly clamped on hers, he muffled her shriek of surprise. Oh hell.
    Heat suffused her instantly. Her moan allowed him access, and with a groan of his own, his tongue found hers whilst he grabbed her wrists and pinned her arms high above her head. The action pushed her breasts flat into his chest, and he ground his rock-hard erection into her lower belly. Sylvia lost all sense of time, and she gave herself up to the sensation of being held, as her own tongue dueled with his in a passionate kiss that seemed to go on forever. Her whole body enveloped in his hard warmth, that clever tongue of his teased and suckled. He explored every crevice of her mouth with increasing thoroughness, withdrawing just enough for Sylvia to gasp some much needed oxygen, before he claimed her again. The initial urgency was now replaced by a gentle adoration that made her wish he would never let her go.
    When he finally released her with one last gentle nip of teeth on her bottom lip, his breathing was as harsh as her own. The muffled curse he uttered into her hair mirrored her own feelings exactly.
    "Bloody hell, woman, what a kiss."
    No shit, Sherlock.
    He pulled away from her with a rueful smile, and his thumb swiped across her bottom lip. Those amazing eyes of his, the deepest blue she'd ever seen them.
    "If your kids weren't upstairs, nothing would stop me from making you scream."
    Oh God. If he wasn't still holding on to her, she was sure she'd have just slid to the floor at those growled words.
    "You okay?"
    Was she okay? The man had just kissed her senseless, and he wanted to know whether she was okay? Sylvia couldn't help the hysterical bubble of laughter that escaped, and she shook her head, pushed against his chest, and locked her knees.
    "No, I'm not okay. Don't you dare kiss me like that again unless you have the intention on following through."
    His answering smile was pure sin itself.
    "We have ourselves a deal, lady. Now, tell me about Harry."
     
     

Chapter Five
     
    "Sven, I do not want to see Mum back here before Monday morning when I have to be back at college." With those ominous words, Alicia all but shoved her mum out of the front door and handed a chuckling Sven an overnight suitcase.
    "Ohh, going away then, Sylvia? Have fun. I know I would if I were taking a trip with him . Yum yum." Her neighbor's voice carried across Sylvia’s front garden.
    Oh, for goodness sakes, could this get any more embarrassing? Where was the magic hole to fall into when you needed it? As if she wasn't nervous enough about bringing Sven to Peggy's dinner. Now, her nosy and slightly loopy, though kind, neighbor witnessed her being handed over to him like some parcel.
    "Hello, Mrs. Robinson, how are you today? Got that new story plotted out yet?" Alicia's cheery greeting set Sylvia's cheeks on fire. Oh, good God!
    "So kind of you to ask, Alicia. I'm getting there , and, thanks to handsome here, I've just found my perfect inspiration for the hero."
    "Hero?" Sven asked. He looked from Alicia to the beaming older woman with a slightly puzzled expression before his eyes sought hers, and Sylvia took pity on him.
    "Jo writes male erotica, and her books are very popular."
    Her neighbor's smile broadened at Sven's amused laugh.
    "Really? What interesting neighbors you have, Sylvia. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Robinson, and, if I do make it into one your books, I'll expect a copy in return."
    "Naturally … handsome. Now, you go and show our Sylvia here a good time, and don't do anything I wouldn't."
    With a wink, she mercifully disappeared up her garden path.
    Really, what next? Sylvia was uncomfortably aware of the amount of curtain twitching going on. She forgot about the army of ants that had started to march under her skin the minute the doorbell announced Sven's arrival, so immediate was the need to get off the doorstep and