Snowbound With The Boss. Maureen Child

muttered thickly, tearing his mouth from hers. “By the fire.”

      “Not cold,” she assured him, leaning in for another kiss.

      He indulged her, once, twice, then pulled back and shook his head. “Nope. Want you naked and,” he added, “in this room, we’ll both be too cold to finish what we started.”

      He was right. The kitchen was cold and getting colder. The light was going outside, and the snow piling up was seeping its icy touch through the walls. True, the heat inside her was only building, but the thought of being with him in front of a roaring fire had its appeal.

      “Right,” she said, giving him a nod, “let’s go.”

      He scooped her off the counter and braced his hands on her behind. Kate kept her legs wrapped around his hips and held on while he carried her to the great room. At any other time, she might have objected to being toted around, but she was too busy enjoying the feel of his hard body pressed against her center. She went hot and wet, her own body trembling in wild anticipation. She wriggled against him, and he sucked in a gulp of air.

      “Keep moving like that and we’ll never make it to the fire.”

      “There’s plenty of fire here already,” she told him.

      He glanced at her, his features tight, his eyes flashing with purpose, then quickened his steps. Kate grinned because she felt the same way. Hurry, hurry.

      Now that she’d made the decision to be with him, she didn’t want to wait another second. She wanted him on her, inside her. She wanted him to claim what she’d only given to one other man before him.

      A brief flicker of guilt sprang up in the recesses of her mind, but she smothered it. There was no room for thoughts of anyone else, of other times, other lives and loves. For this moment, there was only her...and Sean.

      Sex. She hadn’t been with a man in more than two years. That had to be the reason she was reacting so wildly to Sean’s caresses. Always before, the best part of sex for Kate was the closeness, the snuggling that came after. She’d never before known this kind of hunger—hadn’t really believed she was capable of it. Now, Kate had to fight her sense of guilt for admitting even to herself that Sean was making her feel more than her husband ever had—but that was for later. For now, all she wanted was an end to the driving demands within.