She blushed, looking anxious and jumpy. Her eyes stayed on the ground. “Oh, that was Gwen, Becky’s niece. She was just being protective of me. She knew I was hurt by seeing you on a date earlier.”
“You told her about us?” he muttered, trying to stay angry but it was impossible when all he wanted was to scoop her off of her feet and head to the bedroom. She smelled fresh like soap and flowers. He wanted to tear the robe off of her.
Mia got an angry glint in her eye that he found rather sexy. Her cheeks were a pretty pink. “Are we a secret? Does your other girlfriend know about me? You never invite me out on a double date with your brother. You never mention me meeting your family. Is she why?”
She sounded so hurt and sad that he couldn’t take it one second longer. He pulled her slight body into his arms and held her tight. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled her sweet scent. “I wasn’t on a date, Mia. That was Jane. She was waiting for her date to show up and invited herself to our table. I couldn’t be rude. My mom likes her a lot, but she is just a friend of the family to me.”
He leaned down and took her lips in a kiss. Resisting Mia was impossible. He shouldn’t be kissing her, but a tornado couldn’t tear him from her right now. She tasted minty. Mia didn’t hesitate to open up to him and he took advantage of it. His tongue did a mating dance with hers. He heard her moan and her body leaned against his. He picked her up off of her feet and headed for the bedroom. His mind reminded him he was here to break things off with her, but his body had other ideas. A small lamp was on in her bedroom. He practically tore the robe off of her, leaving her nude. Her small breasts were perky and inviting. His hands went right to them and he cupped them softly. “I n
eed you, Mia. I’ve missed you these last few days but work is piling up on me.”
She nodded silently and helped him take off the old gray t-shirt he had been wearing. He had been lying in bed watching the news with Roscoe when her friend had called and told him off. Had Mia planned it with her? At this moment he didn’t care. His jeans came off next and his cock sprang out with excitement. It was hard and eager to sink into Mia’s warm and soft body.
He forgot everything except making love to Mia. Before he could blink, they were sprawled on the bed, hands everywhere and mouths connected. He feasted on her breasts and felt his cock twitch with need and want. He was as hard a rock. Mia’s hands were all over his body as if she was excited to stroke every square inch of his body. Her excitement added fuel to the flames, and soon it was an out of control inferno. Luckily, he had gotten into the habit of carrying a condom since dating Mia. He was glad now. He tore it open with his teeth and rolled it onto his hard penis.
“You drive me wild, Abel.” Mia groaned as his cock entered her slick pussy. There was no playful foreplay tonight, no laughter, just a desperate need to be inside of her. He felt wild and out of control.
“You make me feel this way,” he assured her.
Her eyes were narrow with desire and her lips parted in a sexy manner as she let out sweet soft cried of ecstasy. He pumped his cock in and out of her body, feeling like it was never enough. He gripped her hips to hold her still. Her body was bucking up as if she too wanted closer, deeper. He looked down and her breast shook to the rhythm of his fast pace and it made him hornier. Her nails dug into his skin but the sting spurred him on to go harder and faster. “Shit, Mia. You’re gonna kill me, but I can’t even feel bad about it.”
She giggled but held on to him harder, biting his shoulder with her teeth. “God, I don’t want this to end yet, Abel. I want it to keep going and going.”
He felt his muscles tense up and he knew what was coming. As explosive as it would be he wasn’t ready for this heady feeling to end either. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled her sweet scent. Her once fresh, clean body was sweaty again, but he’d gladly wash every inch of her up again. He could easily shower with Mia, soap her up and—he cleared his mind of any fantasy building up in his mind.
“Your cock is so big, Abel. I feel you so deep inside of me, like you could break me but I don’t care. I want you to get wild and crazy.” She swore and he wanted to smile. She was so meek until he got her in the bedroom, then she was a little wildcat. He loved that about her. Whoa. Love was a dangerous word. Soon she was digging her nails in his back and screaming out her pleasure.
He joined her seconds later, feeling dizzy. “It gets better every time.” She placed a soft kiss on his shoulder. Abel moved away from Mia reluctantly. He had never been the type to snuggle, but with her it was an easy addiction. She was like a kitten wrapping herself around him snuggly. He felt her warm breath on his neck. He knew they had to talk before she fell asleep, and him with her. He wanted to hold her all night, which scared the crap out of him. He had to end this before things got dramatic and wild. He needed to focus on hiring new recruits and finding the purse snatcher. They finally had some clues and he planned on spending the next few days focused on this case.
“Mia.” He shook her slightly.
She yawned. “Mmm.”
“I actually came over here to talk,” he said softly, dreading the conversation. His heart screamed at him to stop being a fool and accept what he felt, but his head had other firm ideas.
“What about? You explained about Jane and I believe you.” Her voice was sleepy and sweet. Damn. His cock twitched under the sheets. He let go of her and sat up, reaching for his boxers and jeans. He felt stronger once he put them on. She sat up, putting the sheet over her nudity. Her hair was a wild mess but he liked the look knowing it was his fault. He loved gripping her curls when he—
Don’t go there. Focus.
“Not about that. We have clues about this purse snatcher and we’re close to finding him. I will be spending the next few days looking for him.”
“That’s great, Abel. I knew you would get him,” she said proudly, making him feel more like a heel.
Shit, he wasn’t good at this. This was exactly why he was better off as a bachelor. “The timing was wrong on us becoming involved with each other.”
“Oh.” Now she looked hurt and her eyes looked down at her hands. “Are you trying to tell me politely you don’t want to see me anymore?”
“I like you a lot Mia but—”
She put her hand up, interrupting him. Her eyes were shiny with tears and he felt like he just kicked a puppy for no reason. “Don’t give me that meaningless speech, Abel, please. I get it. You were going to say it’s not you it’s me, am I right?”
He nodded and grabbed his t-shirt off the floor. He put it on. He stood by the bed. His heart was heavy, but he felt like this was the right thing to do. Instead of getting bored with Mia and her lovemaking, he was getting obsessed with her. Not good. A clean break was best. They could both move on and he knew eventually she’d find the right man for her. He ignored the feeling of jealousy and rage he felt at that thought. He had to be strong right now, not weak-willed. “I didn’t mean to have sex with you tonight, but you are so tempting. I just don’t have the time to invest in having a relationship, Mia. You understand, right? We can still be friends?”
He winced inwardly at the awkward words coming out of his mouth. She was pale and refused to meet his eyes. Finally, she did and they were full of pain. He wanted to hug her but he clenched his fists and put them in his pockets.
“I’m sorry. I don’t think I want you as a friend or anything else. Please show yourself out.”
Her words were cold, but he knew hurt was fueling them. She buried her face in the pillow. He slunk away after grabbing his sneakers, feeling just like a snake. Why didn’t he feel relieved or happy right now? He did the right thing. His job was his life.