Had she lost her mind? What are you doing? she screamed at herself.
“Nope. That isn’t going to happen. One kiss, one date.”
If she agreed, she would only have to go out with him one more time. She wouldn’t have to see him Thursday night, leaving only Saturday.
“Fine,” she snapped.
She leaned forward, preparing to kiss him, but Wizard drew his head back.
“Woman, you have one speed.” Straightening, he placed a hand on her shoulder and gently pushed her back. Then he stepped inside and shut the door behind him.
Natalia narrowed her eyes. “I didn’t say you could come inside.”
“I figured you wouldn’t want your neighbors watching us kiss,” Wizard countered.
He was right. Mrs. Schrider, her widowed next-door neighbor, was notorious for keeping her curtains open so she could monitor everyone coming and going on the block.
“Fine,” she snapped. “Hurry up.”
“You’re not the boss here, Natalia. Slow it down.”
Wizard slowly raised a hand and curved it around the back of her neck, pulling her closer until his chest brushed hers. She sucked in a startled breath as his masculine scent surrounded her. The faint hint of leather mixed with musk sent butterflies swirling through her stomach.
This was such a bad idea, yet she couldn’t bring herself to back out of their deal.
Curiosity had always been her biggest weakness. She needed to know what he tasted like. Just one simple taste, and then she would break the kiss and show him the door.
Keeping her hands at her sides, she stood stiffly in his grasp as Wizard pressed his lips to hers. Her pulse accelerated when he began with a tender glide of his mouth, as if testing whether she would pull away. The sensual warmth from that small contact had her fighting the urge to respond.
Wizard stepped closer, flattening her breasts against his chest. As she concentrated on battling the shockwaves coursing through her, his tongue parted her lips and slipped inside, destroying any resistance she had with the suddenness of a bomb blast.
There was no fighting the tidal wave of lust storming through her body. How is this even fair? she wondered. How could a man she despised turn her insides to putty when the last five men she had dated hadn’t managed to arouse even a glimmer of desire?
As the kiss heated up, her mind checked out and her body took over. A hungry moan escaped Wizard, and she unconsciously mimicked his movements as her arms went around his neck.
An unstoppable sexual hunger took control, and she kissed him back with equal passion. She didn’t open her eyes when her feet briefly left the floor. She was only relieved Wizard was holding her so she wouldn’t melt into the floorboards.
He set her down on the wooden entry table, and she parted her thighs enough for him to wedge his hips between them. Wanting to grind against the hardness behind his jeans, she pulled her mouth away to suck in a lungful of air.
“You should go …” she managed weakly.
“Do you want me to stop?” he breathed against her mouth.
“God, no. Don’t stop.”
She felt laughter rumble through his chest, belatedly realizing she’d contradicted herself. Her sex-starved body had taken over her reasoning.
Part of her wanted to throw herself off the small table, but her body ignored the demand and remained transfixed as Wizard unzipped her jeans. He lifted her effortlessly to slide her jeans and panties off, pausing long enough to sweep his thumb over her curls.
Her head fell back against the wall, and a small whimper escaped when Wizard kneeled between her splayed thighs to press his mouth to her core.
Her eyes rolled back at the eager way he tasted her. There was no hesitation, only the confidence that he could take her exactly where he wanted her to go. And he did, playing her voraciously as if he were starving for her.
Uninhibited, she lifted her legs to his shoulders, pressing him closer as his tongue slid inside her. There was nothing gentle about what he was doing. His mouth was demanding, and when she could no longer hold back her orgasm, she began trembling, not wanting it to end so soon.
As if he could read her body, Wizard pulled away just as she felt herself slipping over the edge.
“Wha—” Blinking, she experienced a wave of vertigo as he lifted her from the table, turned her around, and bent her over it. Her hands flew to the wall as his rough hands gripped her hips.