Her hands gripped him harder as she unraveled in his arms. “Harder … please, harder.”
Her escalating breathing had him driving into her with enough force to shake the bed.
Sweat coated their bodies as they twisted together, each trying to achieve a climax that, when it came, had them holding on to each other to keep from falling out of bed. It took several minutes before he had the strength to lever himself off Natalia.
He tried to remember how they had ended up at the bottom of the mattress, but his mind was still recovering from the mind-blowing climax she had given him.
Reaching out, he started to hold her, only to grasp air.
Jumping out of bed as if she were on fire, Natalia frantically began gathering her clothes. “I need to get back to work.”
Raising himself on his elbows, he watched her dress. “Afraid you’ll want seconds?”
Avoiding his question, she never looked in his direction as she dressed. Once she had finished, she made for the door.
“You might want to brush your hair before you leave,” he suggested. “Unless you want everyone outside to know we’ve been fucking. It’s over there on my dresser.”
Looking at him only long enough to glare, she went to his dresser. He was surprised she had any hair left by the way she tore the brush through it.
Slamming the brush down, she headed toward the door a second time.
“Don’t forget your phone.”
Changing direction, she didn’t try to hide her annoyance. “You’re going to take care of the video?” she snapped, bending to pick up the cell phone lying on the floor next to him.
Waiting for her to straighten, he grabbed her wrist and tugged her toward him.
Sprawling over him, she arched away as if trying to escape his touch.
His expression went rigid. “Watch your tone with me. If you regret it, don’t place the blame on me.”
The color drained from her face at his harsh words. “I wasn’t.”
“Then what’s with the attitude?”
Fixing her gaze on a wall, she avoided his eyes. “I was embarrassed and just wanted to leave,” she confessed.
Wizard let his expression ease. He didn’t believe she was telling him the whole truth. “Why are you embarrassed? This isn’t your first time having sex,” he asked bluntly.
Her eyes left the wall to glare at him distastefully. “I’ve never had sex with someone I don’t even like.”
“Ah …” Grinning, he let his gaze drop to her trembling lips. Her words gave him a small insight into what she was feeling. He was willing to bet Natalia hadn’t expected the sex between them to be so good. Hell, he couldn’t blame her; he was a little shocked himself. While he was happy as fuck that it had been so good, Natalia was freaked out and wanted to run.
No, he couldn’t allow that to happen. Now that he had successfully lured her into his bed, he had every intention of keeping her there.
Curling his hand around the nape of her neck, he brought her mouth to his. He kissed her tight lips demandingly until they opened beneath his. Thrusting his tongue inside, he tongue-fucked her until her arms circled his neck and she used her tongue to fuck him back.
Rolling her over, he didn’t bother to unbutton her blouse, merely raising it and her bra to give him what he wanted—her lush breasts. Tearing his mouth away from hers, he covered a nipple, sucking strongly at the pink tip.
Docilely, she let him remove her pants and underwear. Before, he had built her desire slowly. Now, he didn’t give her a choice. He thrust inside her roughly, throwing her directly into the fire consuming them both. Grinding his hips against hers, he fucked her the way he had been dreaming about fucking her.
Sliding his mouth from her nipple, he moved to the side of her breast, letting his lips graze her skin until he felt a hitch in her breathing. Biting down, he left a mark she would see each time she removed her clothing.
Rolling onto his back, he gripped her hips, helping her into position to ride him. Staring at the mark he had made, he felt his already rock-hard cock grow harder inside her.
“Fuck me, spicy mama,” he ground out.
“Don’t call me that …”