Free MacAllister's Baby by Julie Cohen

even only the pad of his thumb strong and male. He stroked the length of her lip, and when he was finished she ran her tongue over where he had touched.
    A feeling, more than a taste, and so much more delicious than any food.
    He raised his thumb to his own mouth and licked the trace of chocolate off.
    She moaned, deep in her throat, before she could stop herself. It was just a step away from a kiss.
    For a moment, they stood there, close enough to touch, their eyes locked, their breathing shallow. Her heartbeat roared in her ears.
    They had just crossed a barrier. She couldn’t pretend any more that she didn’t want him.
    ‘I want a taste too,’ Angus said, and he took her wrist in his clever hand. Before she could react, he guided her hand to the bowl and dipped her fingers in the warm chocolate.
    He held up her hand between them so they could both see the dark molten liquid on the tips of her three middle fingers. As she watched a fat drop of chocolate slipped down the length of her index finger.
    Without taking his eyes from hers, he caught the bottom of the drop with his tongue and licked, slowly, up the length of her finger. Liquid heat. Only on her finger, now, but what this would feel like on her neck…her breasts…up the inside of her thighs…
    When he reached the top he gently sucked on the tip of her finger, nipping it with his smooth teeth. ‘Delicious,’ he said, and started on her middle finger. His tongue moving round, his lips taking small kisses.
    Elisabeth watched his mouth, unhurried, thorough, and sensual. When he slipped his tongue between her fingers it was so much like him licking her between her legs she nearly lost her balance. She gripped his shoulder, and heard his small throaty sound of approval.
    It took ages. It didn’t take long enough. She saw the chocolate disappearing under his lips and she felt every single heartbeat as a powerful throb of desire.
    And then Angus released her hand from his mouth and pulled it to his chest, bringing her body even closer. His face was only inches from hers. Near enough so his breath felt like kisses on her skin.
    ‘Tonight,’ he said, his voice a low, raspy sound that vibrated down her entire body, ‘I want to take you home and taste you everywhere.’ He leaned forward and touched his lips to her ear. ‘Say yes, Elisabeth.’
    A shiver went through her. It was exactly what she’d been thinking herself. Exactly what she wanted. To touch Angus, to experience him. She breathed in the air full of Angus MacAllister and she opened her mouth to say yes.
    There was a noise at the door. Angus smoothly stepped back from her and was stirring the chocolate with a spoon when Danny burst through the door, Jennifer trailing behind.
    ‘That is a wicked car, Angus!’ he shouted, throwing a bag onto the counter and rushing up to give Angus back his keys.
    ‘Hey, hold on, treat that fruit with respect,’ protested Angus, and went to rescue the bag.
    While Angus was giving the chastened Danny some lessons on the correct handling of produce Elisabeth turned back to kneading her pastry. The pliant pastry was a poor substitute for Angus’s hard body, but she craved touching something.
    ‘You’re making it tough,’ Jennifer said softly beside her. ‘You should handle pastry lightly.’
    ‘Really?’ Elisabeth made her voice bright and interested. ‘Can you show me, Jennifer? I think this is going to end up like shoe leather.’
    She listened and watched Jennifer, but she only gave her part of her attention. The other part of it was with Angus as he instructed Danny, taught the unteachable boy. He was apparently absorbed in what Danny was doing, but Elisabeth could feel the sexual tension still simmering between them although they were a room’s breadth apart and each with a teenager.
    Rolling of pastry, cutting of fruit, making of custard. Jennifer and Danny thought they were assembling a dessert, but Elisabeth knew better. They were building trust and