Strangers with Benefits (Siren Publishing Classic) (8 page)

She did and he unzipped the dress with little fanfare and before she knew it, his hands smoothed over her shoulders until she was bared entirely. It was almost embarrassing, that she had so little experience with sex.

But he didn’t leave her time to be ashamed of her sexuality or her body. He slid the dress to the floor and Sidonie wished she didn’t have to turn around again. She was far from centerfold material and she had carried twins.

Her stomach was a mess, stretch marks aplenty and since she was not in any real sort of shape, enough so that it made the reality an ugly one.

Not to mention her breasts were far from perky. But at her size, gravity had taken over before she had children.

But he didn’t seem to be taken aback by her body, or if he was disgusted by it he made no indication to that effect.

“This is your last chance.”

The statement was baldly made. “What?”

He turned her to face him, all of her ugly skin sins thrust into the light.

“Do you want to back out? If so, this would be the time to tell me.” He looked as if he assumed she was going to take the cop out he offered.

She didn’t respond with words, but used her fingers to push the denim off of his hips onto the floor. He gave a crooked grin that only served to overfill her already damp panties and she was almost ashamed at the juices that coated her clenched thighs.

Sidonie could feel the slick heat and even smell the tang in the air.

She had never smelled herself before.

When the jeans hit the carpet, he stepped out of the fabric puddle around his feet.

But when she reached for the boxers, he grabbed both of her hands. “Nope. You want to see the rest, you have to give me something.”

Little did he know, for her, being this naked was more than anyone else had the chance to get. Her marriage was filled with nights where her ex fucked her in the dark beneath covers. In all honesty, he had rarely ever seen her fully naked and most of those instances were when they were navigating the shared bathroom on the occasional morning.

When he was around.

She assumed he chose to be deployed as much as he had. Most of the other enlisted had some form of downtime at home with their families. But she was lucky to get a full month once a year.

That thought was enough to make her realize that the last thing that she wanted was a repeat of what she had experienced for her entire life.

“I don’t want to stop. I want you to fuck me until it hurts.”

He didn’t respond, but his nostrils flared and he tossed her. As in, lifted and flung her the same way he would have thrown a crumpled paper into the wastebasket. Sidonie’s arms flailed, tried to find purchase, but she landed on her bed and bounced.

She laughed, but the sound died within seconds as he grabbed her panties and dragged them off of her hips. The removal was seamless, viciously efficient and only served to quicken her insides with rampant need.

He tore a box in half and she watched the torn paper fly in opposite directions. He snatched one off of the strip and he tossed the extras on the floor beside the bed.

Sidonie watched hungrily as he slipped his heavy cock into the latex. He was so much larger than her ex, who was a nice length, but lacked in satisfying girth.

She never felt full, but she bet she would tonight.

When the latex ring met the base of him, she wondered if he would bust the condom as she could trace every vein around his erection through the thin membrane. McTavish’s hand wrapped around the base and clenched tight. She could see the trapped blood darken his erection until the meaty pole was nearly the color of her own skin.

“I want to see your tits.” The words were aggressive and Sidonie wasn’t sure if she liked it or not.

Whether the feminist in her found it offensive or not, her body melted. She didn’t even realize her hands had slipped into the padded cups and tugged her nipples out until she was half exposed.

To hell with half, she was totally exposed as all that remained in the bra was the supple base of her breasts.

“That’s it. Pull those nipples. Show me what it takes to blow your mind.”

Sidonie grinned. “You already have.”

McTavish spread her thighs wide and rubbed his cock over her neatly trimmed sex.

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want you inside me.” Sidonie rolled her nipples roughly, harder than she would have ever imagined to do on her own.

“You can do better than that. I’m a cop, we like details.”

“I want your penis.” Sidonie wanted to slap herself.

You couldn’t do any better than that?

He shook his head and slapped her exposed inner flesh with his erection.

Ooh… my goodness.

His member notched perfectly against her seam. “This is my cock and you want me to fuck your cunt with it.” He grinned. “Say it.” She rubbed hastily against him and he allowed her to. Up to a point, then he gripped her hips and forced her still for the unyielding threat his hard body posed to her willing flesh.

“I want you to cock my cunt!”

“Close enough.” McTavish growled then pressed forward, a torturous centimeter at a time.

“Shit!” He was too big.

What had she gotten herself into?

“Wait for it.” He never stopped his advances into her split slit.

“Too big.”

“You can take it.” She let go of her rock hard, overworked nipples and grabbed his arms.

When she looked down, the scene was erotic, but terrifying. Her cunt was wide open to his slow entry, but she was stretched so far that she didn’t think she could take another inch. Yet, conversely, she wanted him to stretch her wide open just to see if she could take all of it.

Fantasies Do Come True

Den watched as Sidonie’s cunt fought him for every inch. There was no way that she had taken so much as a vibrator in a long while. The thought that he was about to dust the cobwebs from the lushly built woman tested his patience.

She had no idea how good she looked, naked and on display for his pleasures. She reminded him of a fertility goddess, all lush curves and thick padding to cushion his untampered lusts.

Whoever she had been with before must have been sorely lacking as she could barely contain herself. Any woman that had to ask to have her cunt fucked until it hurt was in need, in a bad way.

As a matter of fact, she was the first woman to put it to him in quite that manner.

He had given her half of his cock and the other half was bound to be a tight fit. But fit he would, no matter how long he had to take to ease himself within her, there was no way he was going to stop now. It took every iota of his patience to give her the precious time to grow accustomed to his girth.

But she never asked him to stop and he had no plans of doing so just yet. It might take all night and half of tomorrow, but he planned on making certain that when he was done with her, she would be able to accept his cock with a single thrust at any given moment he desired her to do so.

When he was almost seated fully within her needy heat, she bucked underneath him hungrily and took what remained outside of her.

Fuck…

This woman was going to give him a heart attack.

When he was fully inside of her, he rocked away, and then back. When all was said and done, he knew his re-entry was rough and punishing. But that mattered little to him, nor did she seem hurt by the force he used.

She hissed, the only sound she made to give evidence to his aggressive thrusts.

Back and forth, he shuttled back into her. Sidonie clutched his arms, nails scrabbled over his skin a bitter pain that was easily ignored. She was so tight, hot, and wet that the combination made him feel nearly feral, a wild animal that had been unleashed on a willing victim.

Her cadence was off a bit and he grabbed her by the hips and thrust deeper and deeper until there was nowhere else to go. Her slick juices eased his possession somewhat, but only frequent sessions would ensure that she was broken in perfectly.

The idea that he had plans for this woman after the night was done was an oddity. Sidonie was beautiful, but it took more than a nice face for him to bother with something more long term.

But he could imagine a point and time where he would be able to thrust to the hilt with a single stroke.

“Pinch your nipples again,” he said, but the tone made the words seem more like a demand than a request.

But she had no issue with his controlling nature, as evidenced by her quick compliance. Her fingers pulled on the beaded flesh with no hesitance and he liked it.

Liked the idea that the woman enjoyed his control enough to give herself over wholly, without reservations. It was a tricky thing to keep his first orgasm at bay.

Usually he was a one for one kind of man, but he wanted to watch the too contained woman writhe with ecstasy, plead with him to finish her off. She had only asked for one thing, to have her brains fucked out and he aimed to give her that and then some.

The beaded nipple between her fingers called him into action and he fastened his lips around her flesh and fingers, sucked the entirety of pleasured flesh within his mouth. She let go and then there was nothing keeping him from suckling her hungrily.

He snatched her knees and brought them one at a time up to his shoulders, so her well-turned ankles bit into the nape of his neck. The angle of entry seemed perfect, as he could feel the nubbin within her cunt rasp over his erection, the fat, unseen pearl wept her lusts and greased his flesh.

He couldn’t wait to finish, so they could do this again.

And again.

Hell, he had six condoms, so however long it took to use all of them.

“Oh, god, McTavish!” She struggled beneath him as if she were frustrated and needy.

Hearing her call his last name made him feel like he was back in the academy. “Den, call me Den.” He grunted.

“Oh, Den!” She shuddered again and he knew she was close.

He could almost taste her want. Den grabbed her hand, the one that toggled her nipple and pulled the stiff fingers between her thighs where their bodies met.

He leaned back and played their conjoined digits over the erect nubbin, back and forth. Sidonie panted and jerked.

“That’s it. Just like that.” She shivered and nodded.

“Please. Oh, god, plea-ase,” she stuttered, the broken words sexier than any dirty phrasing he’d ever heard from a woman’s lips in bed.

Her eyes fluttered closed and she bit her lower lip harshly as he saw the bruised skin change colors.

“Come, Sidonie, all over my cock,” he muttered, at the rate he was going, he wouldn’t last much longer.

And he had no intention of leaving her unsatisfied.

When he left her in the morning, she would be lucky if her legs worked.

He quickened the pace of their fingers, and when he couldn’t hold back any more, he drew his fingers away from hers so he could dig into her wet ditch properly. Den rocked back and forth with fervor, a hungry set of motions that did nothing but ratchet the tension between them higher.

He couldn’t understand how he could fuck this woman as if his life depended on it, but it wasn’t enough. He wanted more and he didn’t even know what that more really was.

There was little more he could take from her, as she had given him her all.

Sidonie’s eyes closed on a moan and her head rocked backward. Her cunt tightened even more than before and rippled with a faint precursor of her impending release.

The needy waves from her rippling cunt threatened to take him away and he was barely able to hold himself back.

“Oh, so-ooo good!” She bucked violently underneath him and it took every iota of strength he had to hold her still enough to finish her off.

Her swollen tissues clenched around him, palpitated an erratic rhythm that he was hard pressed to follow. But follow he did, as he splayed her thighs wide open and delved as far as he could possibly inside her.

His heart refused to slow for so long he felt as if he’d fucked her for a marathon’s worth of miles.

When she finally relaxed and his heartbeat finally slowed enough that he stopped wondering if he was about to have a stroke, he collapsed next to her. She snuggled atop his arm and they took a nap.

Just a handful of hours later, he woke with another erection he wasn’t going to waste. He leaned over the bed and grabbed the two rubbers he had at his disposal. One was tossed onto the night stand and the other was quickly donned.

When he was protected, he rolled her hips slightly and eased back inside of her. Her cunt was still wet and even hotter than the first time he had her. She moaned in her sleep and he gently rocked back and forth, to and fro.

She was still sleeping when her orgasm washed over his cock, and she moaned, long and low a sleepy sign of her satisfaction.

She was quick on the trigger, but he still had a ways to go.

Or so he thought.