~Zach’s POV~

      I woke up when I felt something stirring on me. Slowly blinking my eyes open, I saw Avery’s head lying on my shoulder. One of her hands was pressed underneath her while the other one rest on my chest. She moved around slightly and I felt her leg move to lie on top of mine, her knee gently nudging me through my boxer-shorts. I stiffened as pleasure shot through my body. Avery sighed and snuggled closer to me.

      I just lay there with her body partially covering mine, trying to push away the dirty thoughts I was having about her but it was too hard. She was too damn sexy for her own good. I needed her in my life, I needed her with me. She was like a drug that I couldn’t get enough of. I could lie here for hours on end just to hear her heart beating next to mine or to feel her soft skin against mine.

      Unfortunately, my happiness didn’t last very long because she stirred and I knew that she was waking up. Her head moved around and then she shot up into a sitting position.

      “Oh my God, I am so sorry!”

      “It’s okay Avery,” I told her. “Did you sleep well?”

      She nodded. “Yeah, really well actually. I don’t think I’ve ever had a night’s sleep as peaceful as last night.”

      I smiled at her words. “Well, I’m glad,” I said. “Why don’t you go and freshen up, I’ll make us some breakfast,” I told her, slipping out of the bed.

      She looked surprised. “You can cook?”

      “What, just because I’m a guy I don’t know how to cook?”

      She laughed. “No, it was just a surprise.”

      I gave her a smile and then went to the kitchen. Then I set to work on making the best breakfast ever.

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     Avery came into the kitchen 20 minutes later wearing a pair of my old tracksuit bottoms and a baggy T-shirt. She still looked absolutely gorgeous.

      “Wow, you made a full English breakfast.”

      I smiled. “Only the best for you sweetheart.”

      She smirked as she sat down on one of the stools at the counter. “Does that line work on all the girls?”

      I frowned slightly. “That wasn’t a witty line, it was the truth.”

      She just looked at me like she didn’t believe me.

      I placed a plate of food in front of her and sat down next to her, pulling a plate towards me.

      She took a bite of her food and smiled. “Wow, this is really good.”

      “What, just because I’m a guy I can’t be a good cook?”

      She laughed. “No no, that’s not what I meant,” she told me. “It’s just that… I’ve never actually met a guy who’s a good cook.”

      That made me think about all the guys that she’s been with and in turn, that made me angry. I quickly tried to hide my anger by eating some more food but it didn’t taste right anymore. I hated the fact that she had been with so many men and I felt like killing every guy that had every lay a hand on her. Stop being so fucking possessive! I told myself.

      “Zach, are you alright?” I heard Avery ask.

      I looked over her and smiled. “I’m fine.”

      She nodded. “It’s quite late, what time do you usually leave for work?”

      I smiled. “I’m one holiday for two weeks.”

      “Oh, are you going somewhere then?”

      “I was…” I said. I had booked a holiday to Barbados. “But not anymore.”

      “What? Why?”

      Because of you, I thought in my head. “I just don’t feel like it,” I told her. “What about you? What do you do?”

      “I’m…” she laughed. “I’m a teacher.”

      I stared at her in shock. “No,” I said in disbelief.

      She laughed again. “Yeah, I know it’s hard to believe.”

      I continued to stare at her. A teacher? Really? No way! “Wow,” I managed to say, running a hand through my hair.

      “Yeah,” she said. “I teach kindergarten at the local school.”

      I smiled. “You like kids then.”

      “I love kids,” she said with a smile. “They’re just so carefree and anything can make them happy. They don’t need to worry about the world or what’s to come tomorrow, they just live in the now. Little things upset them like… they wanted orange juice instead of apple. Or they want chocolate but their parents say no,” she laughed which made me smile. “They don’t feel that same sort of pain and sadness and heartbreak as adults do.”

      I couldn’t help but think that she was talking about herself. Pain, sadness, heartbreak. How many times had she experienced those things?

      “Anyway,” she said, snapping me out of my thoughts. “I need to buy some clothes.” She gestured to herself. “I can’t keep wearing your clothes.”

      But you look so damn sexy in them, I thought to myself as I looked up and down her body. “I guess you’re right.”

      I remembered something and quickly got up. Running into the spare bedroom, I opened the wardrobe and looked around the clothes until I found a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I went back to the kitchen to see Avery cleaning the dishes.

      “Here are a few clothes you could wear while we go shopping. My sister left these the last time she was here. They may be a little big for you though.”

      She smiled. “That’s fine,” I said. “I’m gonna take a shower and then we can go.”

      “Sure.”

~Avery’s POV~

      I. Am. So. Stupid! I thought when I finished deciding on what to buy. I had a bundle of clothes in the shopping cart in front of me and as I stared at them I realised what an idiot I was. I’ve got no money! What the hell am I gonna do?!

      “Avery?” I heard Zach say, snapping me out of my thoughts. “What’s wrong?”

      I looked up at him and bit down on my cheek. “I… I don’t have any money.”

      He laughed. “Is that all?”

      I frowned then. “What d’you mean ‘Is that all’? I can’t pay for all of this!”

      “Avery, calm down. I’ll pay.”

      “What? No!”

      “No?” he questioned, quirking an eyebrow. “Do you want to wear my clothes forever?”

      Yes, I thought. They smell so damn nice! I sighed. “Okay, fine,” I said. “I promise I will pay you back.”

      He smiled. “Okay, come on then.”

      He pushed the trolley up to the till and started piling them on the counter. I hurried over to help him and piled everything neatly so that the woman behind the counter would bag them accordingly. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zach pick up something red and stare at it. When I turned my head to look carefully, I saw he was holding a lace underwear set.

      I snatched it out of his hand: “Zach!”

      He smirked at me. “I cannot wait to see you wearing that.”

      I ignored him and placed the last of the clothes on the counter. The woman behind the counter quickly scanned and bagged everything for us. Zach paid, we grabbed the bags and left.

      “Do you want to get something to eat?” Zach asked. “It’s almost 7pm.”

      I looked at my watch and saw that he was right. “Yeah, sure.”

      We quickly dumped all the bags in the car and then head back inside the mall. We found a little restaurant and waited for someone to show us to a table. The waiter handed us the menus and then left.

      “Order what you like,” Zach said to me.

      I smiled and looked through the menu. There was so much choice! When the waiter came over, I was ready to order though. Zach and I rattled off our order to the waiter who quickly jotted it down on his notepad and then left.

      “So,” Zach said.

      “So?” I questioned.

      “So, I think we should talk.”

      “About…?”

      “I want to get to know you a bit more.”

      “Why?”

      “Because you seem like an interesting person and I think I have the right to know a little bit about the person who’s staying at my house,” he said.

      “True,” I said.

      The waiter came over with our drinks and set them down. He told us that our starters would be reader in another 5 minutes or so and then went.

      “What do you want to know?” I asked, taking a sip of my drink.

      “I don’t mind, anything.”

      “Okay…erm… I’m 25, I’ve lived in Colorado my entire life. I don’t have any siblings anymore. My parents and my older brother died in a car crash when I was 17 years old and so I had to support myself ever since. I got jobs here, there and everywhere to get through university and teacher training and I love my job.”

      “I’m sorry about your family.”

      I smiled and nodded. Clearing my throat I asked: “What about you?”

      “Well, my life’s been completely different to yours,” he started. “I’m 28 and I lived in Brooklyn for most of my childhood but then moved here where I got a job as a cop. My parents are in Brooklyn. I have two brothers – one older, one younger – and two sisters – both younger who are all scattered around the country studying, doing their jobs or raising a family. I haven’t seen them in a while but my sister’s getting married soon so I’m gonna fly over to New York for the wedding in a week’s time. And… I love my job too.”

      I smiled. “Wow, you have so many siblings.”

      “Yeah, it was a nightmare when we were all still growing up together. God, the fights were ridiculous. My older brother Danny crashed his brand new car into mine and we didn’t talk to each other for three days. When one of my sisters brings home a boyfriend, me and my brothers would go all over protective on them and ask questions like an annoying father.”

      I laughed. Wow, I would love to meet his family. “You love them a lot, huh?”

      He nodded. “Yeah, they’re always there for me and I’ll always be there for them.”

      I smiled sadly. “It must be nice to have someone.”

      I felt a hand under my chin and I looked up to see him right next to me, looking into my eyes. “You have me,” he whispered. “You’ll always have me.” He pressed a light kiss on my lips and then sat back down on his seat.

      The waiter came over with our starters and we ate in silence. The rest of dinner was spent asking more questions about each other. Random, irrelevant questions. It was nice. He made me laugh with stories about his friends, family and work colleagues.

      I hadn’t realised how long we had been sitting there until the waiter told us that they were closing. Glancing at the clock on the wall, I saw that it was midnight. We had been here for five hours!

      “Let’s get back home.”

      It was half-past twelve when we got home. I got changed into a black nightdress and slipped into the bed. Two minutes later, Zach walked into the bedroom with just his boxers on and just like last night, I couldn’t help but fantasise about licking his abs. Damn, I need to stop staring at his tempting body.

      I slipped off the bed and headed into the kitchen. Finding a glass, I filled it with water and slowly drank it, letting the cool liquid sooth my throat. As I was washing the glass, I felt arms wrap around my waist, causing me to jump. The glass slipped from my hands and fell into the sink.

      “Zach? What are you doing?” I asked, inhaling the intoxicating scent of mint and chocolate.

      He shifted my hair away and pressed light kisses on my shoulder, moving up my neck to my jawline. I sighed as his hands moved down my body and slipped under my nightdress. His fingertips lightly teased my stomach and then slowly moved upwards until his warm hands covered my breasts. I arched into his body and shivered when his thumbs flicked over my nipples making them hard.

      I turned my head to the side slightly and Zach’s lips closed over mine, filling me with bliss. I loved the way he kissed me. It wasn’t like any of the other kisses I had experienced. When he kissed me, I forgot everything. His lips were a wonderful shape and fit mine perfectly. They were soft and demanding at the same time. Nibbling gently on my bottom lip caused my mouth to open and his tongue swept in. He was masterful and knew exactly how to cause my mind to go on hiatus.

      Why did he make me feel like this? I suddenly thought. My eyes opened suddenly. What am I doing?! I screamed inside my head. He wants a relationship not a one-night fuck!

      I wrenched my lips away from his. “No Zach, stop.”

      I felt him freeze every part of his body at my words. Removing his hands from underneath my nightdress, I pushed him away from me and ran.

      “Avery, wait!”

      I didn’t stop until I reached his bedroom. Rushing to the bathroom, I shut the door and locked it.

      “Avery!” I heard Zach shout. He banged on the door a couple of times. “Avery, please open the door. I’m sorry.”

      I stood in front of the mirror with my hands holding onto both sides of the sink. I looked at my reflection. My cheeks were flushed, my hair was ruffled and my pupils were dilated. Oh my God, I was so turned on. I wanted him to kiss me and fuck me and never stop.

      “Avery please, I’m sorry,” Zach shouted through the door again.

      I waited there for a little while longer, calming myself down and preparing to face him. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and saw him standing there with a worried expression on his face.

      “Avery, please let me explain,” he said.

      “I don’t want to hear anything Zach,” I said, pushing past him.

      He grabbed onto my hand to stop me from going anywhere. “Avery.”

      “Let go of me,” I said fiercely.

      “No,” he said simply. Tugging on my hand, I turned around and crashed into his hard body. “Why do you keep fighting me?”

      I looked away from him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

      He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. “Yes you do,” he whispered harshly.

      Damn, he looked hot when he was angry. I immediately cursed myself for thinking that.

      “No, I don–”

      I stopped short when Zach picked me up. My legs instinctively wrapped around his body and then he backed me up against the wall. He claimed my lips aggressively and he slipped his tongue into my mouth making me moan. He grabbed my thighs and pulled them apart causing the bottom of my nightdress to bunch up around my waist. He pushed my hair away from my neck and sucked on the side of it softly. I moaned and clutched onto his hair. I placed my hands on his chest and stroked the hard muscles. It must have turned him on too because I felt the wall leave my back and I was thrown on the bed. He has the sexiest look on his face as he looked down at me.

      He bent over me and pulled down the straps of my nightdress. In a matter of seconds, the black material was on the ground and he was kissing his way to my chest. His lips clamped onto one of my nipples and I gasped against him, clutching his hair and murmuring his name. His head moved to my other nipple and his hand travelled down my body until his thumb caught my panties. He pulled them down and off my body completely. I shivered at the fact that I was completely naked now. I had been naked in front of him before but it seemed different this time somehow.

      His mouth went to mine for a long sweet kiss. His hands cupped my breasts and squeezed them softly.

      “Zach,” I moaned when his lips left mine.

      His hands moved away from my breasts and slid down my body until they reached my pussy. His fingers separated my inner lips and I gasped as his finger penetrated me. No sooner had he slipped it inside of me, he withdrew it again and slid it upwards finding my clit and rubbing it gently. His finger sliding easily over it, slick from my wetness. He repeated this process over and over and I threw my head back, eyes closing tightly and moaning out loud. He was teasing me, going maddeningly slow on purpose, and it was driving me crazy.

      “Oh God, please,” I begged.

      Zach suddenly moved his fingers away from my pussy and got off the bed entirely. I panicked. He couldn’t leave me like this! I was so turned on. All my fears disappeared though as I saw him remove his boxers. My eyes widened at how hard he was. Wow!

      Zach smiled at my expression and then grabbed onto my thighs and pulled my body to the end of the bed. His hands ran up the length of my thighs and then made their way back down to my ankles before he spread my legs apart and bent down on his knees between them.

      He kissed along one thigh and then placed a kiss on my core. He let his tongue run along my entrance. When his tongue reached my clit, he pushed down on it. I gasped at the pressure building up inside of me. His mouth latched onto my clit and he slowly drew it into his mouth. He released it and then blew cold air onto my hot flesh. I cried out as shivers ran through my body. One of his hands left my thigh and he used his fingers to caress me softly before pushing one finger inside of me. He continued to kiss, bite and roll his tongue around on me expertly while driving a finger in and out of me at a steady rhythm. I arched and writhed and moaned as pleasure filled my body. Adding another finger, he moved in and out faster and his mouth worked furiously over my skin.

      “Oh God Zach, I need you now!” I cried.

      He groaned and stood up. Pushing me further onto the bed, he crawled over to me and settled himself in between my legs, nudging at my entrance. He bent his head to kiss me and as his tongue swept into my mouth, he pushed himself all the way inside of me. My whole body exploded with a pleasure that I had never felt before. He pulled all the way out of me and then thrust back quickly inside. I gasped and moaned. He pulled out again and repeated the action over and over again.

      He went deeper and harder and faster than ever before and I felt like I was going to burst. It was too much to handle but it felt so good. I felt like I was drowning in pleasure. No feeling could ever compare to this. No other guy could ever compare to this. Zach was the only one that made me feel this way. He made me feel special inside and out. As I looked at his face, I couldn’t help but see all the wonderful things about him. He was so hot and sexy. He was a cop which just added to everything and the sex was mind blowing. But… he was sweet to me as well. He didn’t see me as someone he could fuck and leave, he saw me as a person with feelings and emotions. And I loved that about him.

      Zach’s hand reached in between us and he rubbed his fingers over my clit as he drove into me, deeper and deeper. I felt my insides tighten around his manhood. Zach continued to thrust in and out of me until we climaxed and groaned out loud. I felt warm liquid filling me up and Zach’s body fell on mine. We were both panting heavily, desperately trying to regain some breath.

      I felt sleepy after such an intense sexual workout and I my eyes started to droop. Zach felt my tiredness and shifted so we were on our sides, facing each other. He still hadn’t moved out of me but I didn’t care at the moment. I loved feeling his body against mine.

      Zach sat up slightly, grabbed the covers from the end of the bed and pulled it over us. Snuggling into his body, I felt him wrap his arm around me and breathed in his scent.

      “Mmm… Zach…” I whispered softly before sleep overtook me.