Strangers with Benefits (Siren Publishing Classic) (19 page)

She was a grown woman who wanted to have quickie sex like a teenager, hidden away from their parents. Only her situation was reversed and she was the adult, secreted her naughty doings away in the dark and hoped they never came to light.

When her breathing hitched again at the thought of meeting him for illicit lovemaking, he grunted. “Throbbing again.”

“Sorry…” she said.

“Are you really? Doesn’t sound like it. When I said lunch I meant lunch. Not fucking. But you know me, if I want I’ll take it and you’d let me. Probably help me.”

But… oh, how she wished it was just sex. That’s the hardest part, when all she wanted was to have him take over her good sense and sex her stupid.

But she had other things to attend to. Namely her children, who would be looking for their mother while she frantically touched herself in a closet somewhere.

That spoke to how hooked she was on Den. She could hear his voice and her panties disintegrated. Strangely enough, time or obligations had no place when it came to fulfilling his needs.

Or her own. “I want you,” she stated boldly.

“I know. I want you, too, so bad I can taste it.”

Sidonie gasped and clenched her thighs together, if he kept it up she could come right here, right now, with only his voice to bring her over the apex.

God knows, he was a temptation like no other and she couldn’t promise that she would capable of saying no, even if it was for a quickie in the courthouse bathroom.

That was the wrong thought to have as she wasn’t able to stop herself from gasping. “Fuck, woman… are you trying to kill me?”

She knew she was a distraction and at a time he didn’t need one. Especially not when he was working.

“Think about baseball.”

He laughed. “Baseball, huh?”

“It’s better than the alternative.”

“What alternative?” he asked her.

“My wet cunt dripping all over your cock.”

“Damn it! I’m going to rub one off and go back to work. “

She licked her lips at the thought. “Let me listen.”

“You going to help me?”

“Anyway you need me to.”

She listened to his breathing deepen and a groan.

“Are you rubbing my cock, Den?”

“Hell, yes.” He hissed and she knew his teeth were clenched.

“If I were with you right now, I’d show you my cunt. It’s soft and wet just like you like it. I’d lick the head while you stroked the base and meet your fingers with my mouth. You’d like that wouldn’t you?”

“Fuck yeah. Your mouth is a close second to your pussy. “

“I try.”

“You sure do. But if you were here, I wouldn’t settle for your mouth, I would stuff you full until you came like a geyser around me. And believe me, the next time I fuck you, there won’t be any thing between us. I’m going to hold you so close that you won’t know the difference between your skin and mine.”

“Oh, hell yes!” she cried out. This was about him, but she couldn’t resist snaking a hand into her panties and following him into the orgasmic abyss.

“You coming with me, Sid?”

“Yeah…” she whispered.

“Come with me, baby, feel how good we are together.”

“So good…” Sidonie moaned, “I need to hear it.”

She did. She needed to hear it, hear him get off the same way he would when they were together.

There was something in his tone that always gave his orgasm away, a groan that let her know to milk him harder. The reaction was a volatile one, like his erection was a stick of dynamite and her cunt was only thing hot enough to set it ablaze.

He muttered, “Your cunt is so fucking amazing.”

If only he knew the truth of the matter. “Your cock made it that way.”

“It does, huh? Tell me about it.” He huffed and she could hear the slap of skin on skin as he sated his lusts with the palm of his own hand.

“When you’re inside me, I forget my own name. Your cock is so meaty, so big that I always wonder if I can take it all, even though I know that it’s fit me perfectly before.”

“That’s right, baby, your cunt is so tight, so delicious I can’t think about anything but when I will get to have you next.”

She wondered if she had any panty liners, there was no way she wanted to change underwear only to slicken the crotch with her juices when she had an errant thought.

By the time she had lunch with him on Thursday, she was a mess. She’d played with herself the entire night in the hopes she wouldn’t embarrass herself and hump his leg. But when she parked next to him, he waited for her beside the truck bed and the sight of him was enough to make her regret not touching herself one more time.

“I hope you like turkey?” he asked, as if her response was of the upmost importance.

“I do.”

They sat at a park bench in plain view of anyone walking by. He was in his uniform and all she wanted was to pluck the buttons off one by one with her teeth.

“Sidonie, if you don’t stop looking at me like that, I’m going to break my promise.”

She glanced away and looked at the pond, where geese swam and frolicked in the water.

“Which one?” He’d made several.

“All of ’em.” He spoke conversationally, as if the words that left their mouths were of less import than the weather.

She shivered. She was in a dangerous place at the moment. She was hot enough to scramble eggs and had little way to hide it.

Even her sunglasses poorly hid the glint of need as his statement proved.

He handed her a wrapped sandwich, from the looks of it a turkey club. “Eat and get your strength back up. You’re going to need it.”

“When?”

“Can I get you for a few hours on Friday night?”

“But the tests?”

“They only take a little while. We should know by the evening.”

“Okay, Katie has a cheer competition on Saturday, so she won’t be in town. Uh, Mark is headed to a college game with the team to watch them play in Raleigh, and they both should be back Sunday at different times.”

“Who comes back first?”

“Uh, Mark, the bus should be back at around two since the hotel check out is at eleven and they usually stop for lunch on the road. But he’ll text me when they get back into town.”

“So I have you all night again.”

“Okay.” How long could they juggle this? Eventually, she was going to slip up and the last thing she wanted was for her children to find out.

He grabbed her wrist. “Look at me.”

“You just told me not to.”

“Look at me.” He prodded. “If you don’t want to spend the night, you don’t have to.”

He seemed sad somehow, as if she had already affirmed what he thought.

“It’s not that, Den. I just don’t know how much longer I can take this.”

“Take what? My cock? Me? This arrangement? What exactly?”

She could hear the frustration in his voice. “That’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

“I don’t know if I will want to leave by the time you’re finished with me.” It took everything she had within her to say it.

But one of them had to. They had long since passed murky waters and delved into forbidden territory for a man a woman who were supposed to eschew emotional ties.

He sighed. “You’ve got a long wait, Sidonie, I don’t know if I’ll ever be finished with you.”

“What am I going to do?” Sidonie rubbed her fingers over her temples.

“The same thing I’m going to do. Drink my fill until I can’t take another drop of you. Then I’ll wait until I’m thirsty enough to do it all over again.”

That hurt. She didn’t think she would ever be able to walk away from him, walk away from this.

Parcel out sips of herself with him. It wasn’t that simple.

Nothing was.

Maybe for him, because he was a man, and men didn’t stay faithful based on good sex alone.

But he tried to treat her like she was worth his time and respect, with small moments that were only for the two of them. It wasn’t his fault that she had an issue keeping her heart out of it.

When all was said and done, would she be the same?

No, definitely not. Although when she thought about it, about the ways he’d made her scream and moan and groan, the pleasures they’d shared together that left her a heartbeat from trying to escape her own skin? She didn’t want to be.

Physical pleasure and sexual torment so profound should leave a lasting mark.

She felt like a newborn calf when in his presence, all confused limbs and bodily displacement that only time would shake.

“Tell me something about yourself.”

“Like what?”

“Like what man was foolish enough to leave a woman like you.”

That was a long story and one that she wasn’t certainly ready to tell yet. Or even if she ever would be ready.

“That’s a long story.” She prevaricated, but she had forgotten that this guy had the patience of Job.

“Good thing we have a little time then.”

“What happened to your last relationship?” she asked as a diversionary tactic. It was a shallow one and not very good as she assumed he might dither about it.

This was something real, not the cutesy, fluffy conversations that acquaintances had. This was raw and unfiltered, with no chaser.

“She had a problem with my career. Liza couldn’t handle life as a cop’s woman. She had an issue with everything about it. The hours I worked, the fact that I didn’t want to move up in the hierarchy. She hated the idea that I would have to work most holidays and weekends.

Then when she wanted to show me off, I had the nerve to get beat on by a perp and show up to her function with a black eye and busted lip. That was when we parted ways.”

“Really? She sounds like a piece of work.”

“Something like that. She isn’t a bad person. But her idea of a relationship and mine differed and we couldn’t cross that gap no matter how hard we tried.”

“Okay. I can respect that.”

“But that brings me back to my original question.”

Sidonie sighed. “Well, the gist is that my ex-husband was in the closet his entire life. When we met in high school, we dated, and everyone assumed our relationship was perfect. And it seemed like it. We never fought, he didn’t look at other women and he was always respectful. When he was sent away to boot camp, he begged me to marry him and I agreed. My parents hated the idea because we were both so young, but I thought I knew it all.

“I had plans to go to college, so I was faithful about my birth control. But he didn’t touch me until the night we became husband and wife. I knew something was missing. He didn’t chase me around the house like I saw on TV and we rarely had sex. If we did, the lights were off and I was under the covers. He hated sex with me, I was just too naïve to realize it at the time.

“But when he came back from deployment, I made a mistake with the pills and some cold medication, then ended up with the twins, although, I have to admit, I’m glad I got the chance to be a parent.”

“So he’s gay?” There was no condemnation, no surprise, and he didn’t make her feel ashamed like so many other people had before, by accident.

“Yep.”

“Wow. That takes the cake.”

It had at the time.

“Walk with me.”

She stood up and hoped they didn’t have far to walk as she had chosen her shoes for sex appeal and not comfort.

But they only walked toward the lake, where he pitched the crumbs into the water. They wandered to a large tree and he tugged her to the back side. Sidonie couldn’t help it, her breath hitched and his eyes narrowed.

“Kiss me, Sidonie, like only you can.”

“But we’re not?”
Please say yes… Please say yes…

“No, but believe me, I want to.”

His head dipped slightly, since with the heeled shoe, she was much closer in height and when their lips met she savored the flavor of him. The salty-sweet taste of their lunch, the softness of his skin, the way he felt larger with the Kevlar vest around the torso.

She fell into the kiss and when they emerged, geese clucked around their feet aggressively.

“I should have walked us further. Looks like we have some avian stalkers.”

“That’s what it looks like to me.”

They tip toed around the congested gang of chattering water fowl and he walked her back to their vehicles.

Before he could say good bye, she touched her lips and rubbed her fingers over the bruised flesh, tender from their oral games.

When he opened her door, a woman ran over.

“Excuse me… officer?”

“Yes, ma’am, how can I help you?”

“I locked my car door with the keys in it. Can you help me?”

“Well, we don’t usually—”

“My grandbaby is inside, sir.”

“Yes, ma’am, I’ll help you. Where are you parked?”