Chapter 24

"I think we'd better move this out of the kitchen," he rumbled.

After placing one last sucking kiss on the hollow of her throat, Mack lifted her in his arms, snagging the bag of toys with one hand, and carried her to his bedroom. Alix glanced around, trying to absorb her surroundings. The room was large, the floor a polished hardwood like the main rooms in the house, two large woven rugs bringing splashes of color. The furniture was utilitarian without being stark, all clean lines of native oak. The beige and burgundy comforter matched the big armchair off to one side. And that was about all she had time to take in before he deposited the bag on the nightstand, stretched her out on the bed and proceeded to slowly undress her. As he removed each piece of clothing, he took his time kissing the exposed skin. Sitting beside her, he palmed first one breast then the other, laving them with his tongue. And when he took a nipple into his mouth, his heat was like a wet flame.