Author's note

Happy Sunday everybody!

I wasn't going to update until next week, but since you patiently waited for the last one, I thought I give you this one a little earlier.

Thank you once again for all your comments.

Stay tuned!

Mia's POV

I roll over and look at my phone again. It is 5 am and sleep still hasn't taken over. Those kisses were amazing. He certainly knows how to turn the heat up. I have thought of nothing else but those kisses in the last couple of hours; the way his body pressed into mine and how hard he was for me.

I hope he has trouble sleeping as much as I do.

I sigh and get out of bed. Maybe I just need a glass of water.

I try to be as quiet as possible, walking down the stairs, but the wooden steps creak with every move I make.

As I walk into the kitchen, I find Donavan Boyd standing at the sink, looking out the big kitchen window, which is facing the back yard. "Can't sleep?" He asks as I step closer, but he still isn't turning around.

He is just wearing shorts and no shirt. His bruises have taken on a nice deep purple.

"Just came down to get a glass of water" I inform him, but don't move away from where I am standing.

Without looking at me, he slowly moves over to the cupboards, opens one side and takes out a glass. Boyd then moves over to the sink and fills it with water, before turning around and handing it to me.

"Thank you…How are you feeling?" I ask and take a sip of water. The water is ice cold and makes me feel better instantly. This heat is getting to me, even though his house has air con, I have been sweating just lying in bed.

"Took a couple of Thynol, but they are just dulling the ache." His blue eyes are fixed on mine as he takes a couple of steps towards me.

I try to concentrate on drinking my water, but his half naked body is far more interesting. His skin is a little darker than mine and he has the perfect upper body. He doesn't have a six pack, but it is obvious that he does spend a bit of time in the gym.

I notice that he has a small scar on the right side of his stomach just above the waist band of his shorts. A small trail of hair leads down from his belly button and disappears in his pants.

"Stop that" his voice sounds gruff and as I look up, I notice that he stepped even closer.

"Stop what?" I ask, not knowing what he is referring to.

"Stop looking at me as if I am Lunch…if you keep it up I may have to take you right here in the kitchen" He replies, his voice rough, as he lifts a hand and cups my face.

I close my eyes at his touch and my stomach does a somersault. And in this moment I realize I am in big trouble. Het sets me on fire with just a simple touch, how is it going to be if we slept together.

Not wanting to analyze my feelings any further, I open my eyes and step closer until we are just a few centimeters apart. He smells like soap and something uniquely him.

Suddenly he crashes his mouth on to mine and kisses me hungrily. He turns us around and pushes me towards the kitchen counter.

As the need for air becomes necessary, we pull apart and I look him in the eyes. His blue eyes have grown darker and the need for more is evident in his eyes. He takes the glass of water out of my hand and places it on the counter.

"I tried to do the gentlemen thing and stay away tonight…" He mumbles as he kisses my neck, which gets me even more aroused.

"Then stop staying away and just have your wicked way with me" I reply, to my surprise with a strong voice. My breath hitches as he bites my shoulder lightly.

"Smart ass…I plan on doing just that…" He chuckles and kisses his way back up my neck. He takes his sweet time, so I take matters in my own hands. I move my hands into his hair; pull his head up from the spot he is just kissing behind my ear and press my mouth on his again.

Just seconds later he lifts me up on the counter, which I can see, causes him a great deal of pain. He pulls my shirt over my head and takes of my panties.

He pauses and looks me over with an intense stare. I feel slightly embarrassed. I know that I am not ugly, but I do not have a model figure. I have little love handles and my thighs have seen better days too.

I sling my arms around my waste to cover myself.

"Don't" He says and moves my arms back to my sides. He stares at me for another second before meeting my eyes and I can see the hunger in them, which I am sure matches mine.

"You are way overdressed" I state and he chuckles.

"We can change that" He smirks and slides his shorts down.

My eyes follow the trail of hair down and I can see he is already hard. I pull him back towards me and to kiss him again.

But he turns his head downwards and assaults my breasts with his wicked mouth until I squirm. "I need to you in me…RIGHT NOW" I hiss, which causes him to stop and look at me. A smirk is gracing is face. That bastard is enjoying torturing me.

"Your wish is my command" He finally replies and pulls me towards the edge of the counter so that our sexes line up and with one swift move he enters me and I scream. Not out of pain, but out of relief. This feels too good.

"Shit…condom…" Donavan wants to pull out, but I quickly wrap my legs around him.

"I am safe and on the pill" I tell him and he stays where he is.

"Me too" He says and then kisses me again.

I un-wrap my legs and he moves his thick length out and slowly back in. Two strokes later he has me already on the edge. I move my hip to meet his thrust and he stills.

"If you do that again…this will be over before you know it" He whispers.

"Hard and fast" I tell him and he gives me exactly what I am asking for.

I try to catch my breath five minutes later. He brought me over the edge twice in such a short time, before going over himself.

My feelings are all over the place and I try to keep them at bay.

Boyd's POV

I rest my head on her shoulder and try to catch my breath.

I swore I would stay away from her and that it would be a dick move to have my wicked way with her, when she was just here to help me.

So I went to bed and as I predicted I couldn't sleep. At some Point I got up to get a glass of water and a few minutes later I heard her door open and her coming down the stairs.

I was looking out the window, but could see her coming into the kitchen, through the reflection in the window.

All she was wearing was an oversized Toronto PD shirt; her feet were bare and her legs seemed a mile long.

I didn't intend to turn around, but as I did, I could feel my dick moving at his own free will.

I couldn't help myself and gave into my craving and simply kissed her. But that was anything but simple. The kiss made me hungry for more.

As I took off her clothes, I couldn't help but stare. She is perfect and looked incredibly sexy, sitting there on my kitchen counter. And the feelings that cursed through me were anything but innocent.

As I entered her without a barrier between us, just skin on skin, I thought I would come right there and then.

What followed after that was unbelievable. Sleeping with her the first time had been good, but this was different. It was raw, rough and unfortunately over far quickly. But I plan on correcting that once we get upstairs into my bed.

I pull out and away from her. Mia looks even more beautiful and more vulnerable now than she did before we had sex. Her lips swollen and her hair all over the place, evidence from when I let my fingers run through it. A sudden urge to protect her from all bad things goes through me and takes me aback.

I push those feelings away; pick up my pants and hand her, her shirt. We get dressed in silence, since it seems that neither one of us knows what to say. And she hasn't looked at me once.

I take a sip of her water and then hand it to her. She accepts it and empties the glass in one big gulp.

Mia hops from the counter, places the glass into the sink and moves past me up the stairs, without looking at me or saying a word.

But I won't let her get off that easily, I want another round with her and this time I will make damn sure I will last longer than my sixteen year old self over ten years ago.

I catch up with her on the top of the stairs, as she just takes a turn towards the guest bedroom.

"Hey…Hey…"I snatch her wrist and turn her towards me. "Where are you going?"

"Uhmm…to bed?" She replies, but she doesn't meet my eyes.

I place a finger under chin and lift her head up, so that she looks me the eyes. "Not in there you don't" I say and take her wrist again and pull her towards my bed room.

Once inside I turn and kiss her again. It takes a minute for her to join in, but she does and seconds later we are naked again.

Mia's POV

I can hear a phone ring and try to open my eyes. The sun is shining through the curtains and then I realize that I fell asleep in his bed. I didn't intend to, but after round three, I was too exhausted to move and sleep overtook me

He is spooning me and as the annoying device rings again, he moves away to answer it.

"Yes?...okay…yeah…in three hours? …okay…see you then!" I turn around and see Boyd placing his phone back on the night stand. Morning after's are always awkward and I really wanted to avoid that. I try to come up with something to make a graceful exit. For all I know he wanted me in here for more sex and not for me to fall asleep.

"Uhmm…sorry…I didn't mean to fall asleep here. I will just…" I push the sheet away from me and try to get up. Not a very good excuse Mia!

"No need to run away" He says as he pulls by my waist me back onto the bed. He drags me into his hard chest and it takes me a moment, but I relax eventually.

"That was Swarek…I don't have to be at work for another three hours… How about I make us breakfast while you shower?" He tells me and kisses the top of my shoulder.

"You don't have to…I can just grab something on the way home" I don't want him to go through all that trouble for me.

"I give you a good advice now…If a guy ever offers to make you breakfast the morning after you had sex, you should definitely take him up on that" Donavan says and kisses the soft spot on my neck. "Besides, I make some mean bacon and egg omelets" He ads and I smile.

Boyd's POV

I try not to be disappointed that she tried to leave my bed that quickly. If she hadn't have told me multiple times earlier this morning how much she liked what I was doing, as I was buried deep inside her, I would have assumed I didn't do my job right.

Plus I am not ready to bring her home yet. I actually liked waking up next to her.

"You stay here…I will make breakfast" I tell her and get out of bed. I pull on my shorts and try not to look too smuck at the side of her.

Get your feelings under control, I chide myself. I have already broken my own rule, not to have ever more than a one night stand.

Without dwelling on that any longer, I make my way into the kitchen and start our omelets as well as the coffee machine.

I need to talk to her. I can't stay away from Mia, but I cannot have a relationship with her either. People I care about tend to get hurt, because of what I do and I will not do that to her. Besides everybody still sees me as the corrupt cop and it will not be good for her career if she is associated with me.

This can only ever be sex, nothing more.

After breakfast we shower, together, and then I let her help me get dressed. My ribs hurt worse than yesterday and I take another two Thynol.

An hour later I pull up in front of her house and stop her as she is just about to get out of the car.

"Wait…Can we talk for a minute?" I ask her and she closes the truck door again.

"Listen I know…it will never happen again... You made that clear the last time…we are good…don't worry. I will not turn into a stalker and follow you around everywhere nor will I expect anything else from you…" I don't know why, but her words sting.

"I was actually going to say something different…" I interject her rambling.

"Yeah…like what?" She asks and her blue eyes find mine.

"I was going to say….I…I obviously cannot stay away from you, but I also cannot offer you a relationship. The only thing I can offer you is a sexual relationship without any strings, nothing more than that." I tell her and wait for her answer.

"So you mean we would be fuck buddies?" She asks and I wince at her words. We are more than fuck buddies. Last night should have shown her that we are close to a nuclear weapon in bed. "I can do that…under one condition!"

"Which is?" I find myself asking.

"While you sleep with me, you don't sleep with anyone else. I am not much into sharing" She replies and catches me of guard.

Does she really think I see that much action, that I have a woman on every corner?

"I don't like to share either!" I bite out.

"Okay then. I will see you later" Mia says and jumps out of my truck, before I can reach over to her to give her another kiss.

She must be the perfect woman. She just agreed to have sex with me, whenever the need arises, without any strings.

I start my truck, with a smile on my face. This is good. I can do, no strings attached.

Mia's POV

I cannot believe I just agreed to that. There is this chemistry between us that I cannot deny and which I am already addicted to.

I know already he is going to break my heart!