Free Strangers with Benefits (Siren Publishing Classic) by Jennifer Willows Page A

single sobbing, pleading, gasping cry that left her throat was only muted by the quilt.
    “Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. Tell me how good this cock makes you feel.”
    She ripped her head up and panted. “Shit. You fuck like a beast.”
    That statement was the equivalent of gasoline on campfire to his ego, fuel that he needed like a hole in the head.
    The student was trying to outsmart the teacher. But she was good at it. “Fuck like a beast, huh?”
    “Uh-huh.” She nodded with the muscle control of a bobble headed newborn baby.
    “I like that.” She still shuddered in after shock and he didn’t have anything left in him to hold back with. “I’m gonna come.”
    “Let me taste it.” Her plea was heartfelt. Damn!
    “Too close.” He exploded in a vicious burst that stripped his balls dry.
    Den rolled sideways and took her with him. He barely had the chance to look out of the window and realize the sun was up before he was asleep. Again.
    Den heard the phone ring and he stuck his hand out and slapped the bedside table trying to find it. But when he turned up empty, he looked around and realized he wasn’t in his bed. Sidonie leaned over and grabbed the small cordless from the base.
    “Hello.” She was hoarse and it was his fault.
    That was a turn on like no other.
    He couldn’t hear the conversation from the other end, but based on her shocked expression, whatever the other person had to say, it wasn’t good.
    “Yeah. I’m here.”
    More of the nothing from before and then she jumped out of bed with a surprising amount of energy. Maybe he needed to fuck her one more time and take some of the pep out of her step.
    “Okay. I’ll be downstairs.” She hung up the phone and sat it on the dresser.
    She began grabbing his clothes off of the floor and tossed them at him.
    “Get dressed.”
    “What?” Dang, that smarted. No one had ever outright kicked him out the morning after.
    “The kids are on their way home. You have to go! Right now.”
    She seemed nearly frantic and no sooner than he emerged from the sheets, did she begin to strip the bed.
    He slid his jeans over his hips sans boxers as she didn’t give him those, and apparently he didn’t have the time to look for them, either. But as the pants cleared his thighs, she stopped her hustle over the snarled bedding. The heat in her eyes mollified him somewhat and he grinned at her.
    “Okay, I’ll go. Give me your number first.”
    She looked askance at him. “Don’t you already have it?”
    “I could get it. But I want you to give it to me.”
    He wondered if she was a cheater. Maybe he had gotten her wrong and she had a husband or boyfriend that she didn’t want to catch her.
    When she handed him the slip of paper, he walked out anyway and sat in his truck. He lied and told himself it was to take the time to check his messages. That lie was exposed when he saw Sidonie come downstairs into the lobby entrance, in a sweat suit with a clean face and a nasty, well fucked walk that made him mad he had to leave so soon.
    His patience was rewarded as within a few minutes a vehicle pulled in front of the door and two teens jumped out of a black SUV.
    They ran to her and she hugged them as if she were nothing more than a perfect mother.
    He knew the truth though. That she was a mother who, until he had gotten his hands on her, might as well be a virgin. She made this little face every time she came that he could only describe as delighted surprise.
    Den wanted to see that expression again and again.
    The driver got out and popped open the trunk, where two bags emerged that the man carried to the door. Sidonie smiled and nodded, but he had no idea what the conversation was about. Den’s fists clenched and he didn’t want to be wrong about her.
    But the man walked away and got back into the SUV, so his heart slowed back to normal again. After another look, the man in the SUV wasn’t alone, there was another male with him, and the pair kissed