Page 32 of Built of Flames

His voice was a growl when he spoke. “You sure you don’t have a handy treehouse along this route?”

“We’re more than halfway. We can make it.” But her voice made that more of a question than a statement. They shared a glance and then both broke into a jog at the same time.

Neither of them wasted words. Bella was concentrating on moving. Mitch probably could have been there and back again, but he kept to her pace, smiling at her the entire way.

When they broke into the clearing, she threw up her hands and danced up to the back steps of the lodge.

Mitch scooped her up and kissed her. Then he swung open the door, and they nearly slammed into Graham.

Bella’s face flushed, and she started to squirm to her feet, but Mitch held her tightly. She managed a smile for Graham. “Oh. Hi. We’re just… Hi.”

Graham’s eyes moved from her face to Mitch’s and then back again. His grin was wide and knowing as he stepped around them and outside. “Have fun, kids.”

Bella thunked her head against Mitch’s chest while she felt the chuckle rumble through him.

“Which way?”

“Up to the second floor, all the way to the end of the hall. I can walk.”

His grin was feral. “You can, and I enjoy watching you walk. But we’re in a hurry here.”

Mitch bounded up the stairs and jogged to the end of the hall. She was laughing as she pointed to her door and then they were inside.

Mitch shifted his grip and turned so Bella was pressed against the door and her legs were wrapped around his waist. She pulled him in tightly, and they both groaned.

And then they were kissing. All teeth and tongue and hands and desire.

Bella wanted her hands on skin and she tugged at his t-shirt. Mitch turned and lifted his head before moving to the bed and dropping them both on it. They rolled while trying to get their hands on each other.

With another growl, Mitch sat up and brought her with him. With one hand, he yanked his t-shirt over his head. Then his hands cruised under hers and lifted it up. When she lifted her arms to assist with getting it off, Mitch grinned and laid her back down, arms still twisted in the shirt.

His big hands trailed back from her shirt to her bra. Her eyes fluttered closed as he played with her breasts through the material. Mitch leaned forward and gently kissed her eyelids. “Eyes open, sweetheart. I want to watch, want to find out what turns you on, what turns you inside out.”

His words had her body squirming, but she lifted her gaze to his.

He shifted to reach behind her and unsnap her bra. Gaze still holding hers, his hands started to play and tease.

Bella arched into his touch and Mitch leaned down to kiss her again while his hands continued to drive her up and up and up.

When his lips switched from her mouth to her breasts, she wondered how far she could fly.

Mitch wanted to touch Izzy everywhere all at once. He wanted to gobble her up, and he wanted to savor her at the same time.

He’d never had such a strong desire to know what pleased a woman, what made her melt. She responded to every touch. Arching to offer her breasts while making the most erotic noises he’d ever heard. Soft gasps and breathless sighs.

His body was raging with need, but he wanted to see her soar first. Wanted to watch while she lost control and found her pleasure.

And he wanted to taste her.

Everywhere.

He kissed his way down her body then worked open her jeans with hands that weren’t entirely steady. Isabella lifted her hips, and he eased the jeans and panties down, enjoying all the skin he exposed.

When he hit her sneakers, he realized they hadn’t even kicked off their shoes in their hurry to touch. Chuckling, he eased back on his haunches to undo her shoes.

Izzy looked up and grinned while she wriggled out of her t-shirt. She was a really great wriggler. Once he had her completely naked, he leaned back and just enjoyed.

“Not fair. You’re still half-dressed.”