Page 77 of Cups of You

She huffed out a laugh. “Gripping is fine.” As if to emphasize her point, she tugged lightly at Benjamin’s beard. “If you manage to somehow hurt me, trust when I say I will let you know.”

“Right. Okay.”

“Besides,” she said carding her fingers through his hair. “Who says I want things to be gentle?”

Benjamin’s eyes fluttered closed, and his breathing hitched. Each tug on the strands sent zaps of pleasure through his body until his nerves were lit up and singing with need.

“Noted.”

“Good.”

Lips plush and soft pressed against his and that was all Benjamin needed to push any lingering reservations aside. The scent of citrus enveloped his senses and it felt like he was free falling, tumbling down into pleasure so strong it overwhelmed all his senses.

The feeling of satin soft skin under his fingertips. The slick sounds of their lips and tongues as they danced together first in his mouth and then winding into Amber’s. Everything combined screaming passion into Benjamin’s brain.

“Fuck, you even taste like coffee.” Amber’s voice was deeper and rough making Benjamin groan with need. “I thought it was just because we were in the café, but you really do taste so fucking good.”

He pulled her closer to him and pressed their lips together again. He might taste like coffee to Amber, but to him she tasted like the sweetest ambrosia. He sucked softly on her bottom lip pulling it between his own.

Amber’s hands gripped at the strands of his hair and pulled tilting his head down. Benjamin may have been the taller one, but he felt surrounded by her presence.

She led his tongue between her parted lips and sucked strongly making him stumble against her as a bolt of pleasure had his cock jumping. He moved his hands down until he could cup her ass again. He needed to get her in his bed before he lost his balance and took Amber down with him.

Benjamin bent his knees and braced himself before hauling Amber up against him. She let out a muffled yelp that had him chuckling against her lips. The hands that had been gripping his hair withdrew and arms circled his shoulders. When he pulled back slightly, Amber’s eyes were wide, and her lips were parted in a lopsided grin. He smirked.

“I didn’t realize you were strong enough to actually carry me.”

“Hauling around sacks of coffee beans has its advantages.”

Amber snorted. “So, you’re comparing me to bags of beans now? How romantic.”

“Well, I will definitely enjoy grinding with you more than I do the beans.”

She laughed loudly head thrown back baring the smooth skin of her throat. Benjamin couldn’t resist dipping in and covering part of that bared neck with his lips and then the soft press of teeth. He felt more than heard her moan and used it to know just where and how hard to press. Those wicked hands that had driven him to distraction earlier found themselves back in his hair tugging and once again pushing him to action. With a grunt, Benjamin started walking towards the stairs his.

“Fucking picking me up like a goddamn romance hero. Jesus,” Amber muttered soft enough that he had to strain to hear it. “You’re going to spoil me for other men asshole.”

“That’s the plan,” he said against her neck as he navigated their way in the dark. They made it safely up the stairs by the grace of God alone and from there, it was easy to make it to the bedroom. Benjamin kicked the door shut before spinning and pressing Amber up against it. He didn’t let her down, instead angling his head up further until he could press their lips together again.

The air between them was warm and Benjamin wanted nothing more than to feel their skin pressed together, hot, and moist from exertion. He wanted to lose himself in Amber’s touch until he lost all sense of self. It seemed she was way ahead of him as she tugged at his shirt.

“Get this thing off,” she growled. Benjamin chuckled before shifting his hold and gripping the back of his shirt. Somehow, they both worked until her was able to pull his shirt up and off dropping it on the floor beside them. Ambers hands combed through the hairs on his chest, and he moaned when her knuckles brushed against his nipples. “Sensitive?”

“It’s been a while,” he rumbled out as he swung them around and made a beeline for the bed. Wall sex was only fun when there wasn’t a risk of falling and Benjamin wasn’t trying to end things before they even got to start. With a grunt, Benjamin leaned over and let go. Amber bounced on the bed with a huff of laughter.

“Smooth.”

“Next time I’ll let you walk up here on your own then.”

She grinned. “No, you won’t. I think you secretly like being able to pick me up and toss me around.”

The teasing was new to him, but Benjamin was quickly coming to enjoy it. “Is that what you think?” He asked crawling over her and keeping himself lifted up on his hands.

Amber smirked. “No. It’s what I know.” She reached up and pressed her hands against his sides scratching lightly and making Benjamin chuckle and squirm. He dropped down abruptly still staying above her by catching himself on his elbows.

“Are you trying to suffocate?”

“You’re not that much bigger than me,” she replied wrapping her arms around his back. “Besides, maybe I like it.”

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