I feel a familiar tightening deep inside me that tells me I’m getting close, and I know Ben is too from his ragged breathing.
“Rub your clit, Amelia,” he orders.
“Yes, sir,” I gasp and moan out loud when I draw the first circle around the swollen nub.
The combination of my fingers on my clit and his hard cock pounding into me is enough to send me hurtling over the edge. I cry out his name as my orgasm crashes over me, my body shaking with the force of it.
He follows me a few seconds later, his hips jerking forward as he spills himself into the condom with a hoarse cry.
I crawl under the duvet and Ben follows me once he has disposed of the condom. We lie in each other’s arms, breathing heavily as we come down from our shared high.
“I love you,” he says softly, breaking the silence. I pull him to me and kiss him. I can’t say the words. Not yet. Something is holding me back but I hope the kiss is enough to show him that I am his and his alone.
24
All Of Me
Ben
"Want more juice?" Amelia peeks around the fridge door. She is wearing an oversized T-shirt that hangs to mid-thigh. Her hair is in a messy bun and she has fluffy pink socks on. She looks so delicious and what I really want is her and not sodding orange juice.
I grin. "Yes, sure."
"Why are you looking at me like that?" She pours juice in my glass and slides on the stool next to me.
"You look mouth-watering," I place soft kisses on her neck and nibble on her earlobe. My hand slides under her shirt. I can’t get enough of her.
"Ben! Not again! Have some self-restraint." Her protest is followed by a moan as I pinch her nipple. I'm about to take her shirt off when the doorbell chimes.
"Who’s that?" she whispers between kisses.
"Don't know, but they can bugger off," I gently bite her bottom lip but the arsehole at the door doesn't get the message. Whoever it is now has their finger on the bell nonstop .
"Fuck," I swear and get off the stool. "Stay here," I order.
"Are you mad, look what I'm wearing?" Before I can stop her, she slips pass me and runs up the stairs. I shake my head.
"Hold your horses," I shout and pull open the door. I'm faced with Coop. His face is thunderous. "Hey."
"What. The. Actual. Fuck. Ben!" he shouts and for one moment I'm worried he'll punch me. But then he gets a hold of himself. It helps that Lizzie puts a calming hand on his back.
"Maybe come in and shout at me inside, so you don't give my neighbours a reason to gossip," I exhale and head back to the kitchen. I have a suspicion I know what that is about.
"Want a cuppa?" I ask Coop and Lizzie as they join me in the kitchen. Lizzie grins and gives me a thumbs up but Coop is just glaring at me.
"I take it Neil called you?" I ask tentatively.
"What the fuck, Ben! Why did you cancel the deal? You could have at least spoken with me about it. I can't believe this! We have been business partners for over fifteen years and friends even longer, and you just go and cancel a major deal without even talking to me."
Furball shoots into the kitchen and sits down next to me as if to protect me.
"Oh, that cat is adorable," Lizzie coos and bends down to stroke him. My bodyguard immediately surrenders his protective position and drops on his side for some patting from her.
"Sugar?" I ask Lizzie and she nods. She and I know we need to let Coop vent. He hardly ever loses his cool, and when he does, he just needs to vent.
"Hello? Is anyone listening to me? Ben, forget the freaking tea and tell me what the fuck happened," he shouts even louder with his arms crossed.
"Coop—"
"It's my fault." Amelia stands in the doorway pulling nervously on the black T-shirt she’s wearing with yoga pants. It has a grey cat emblazed on it and the slogan "I'm purrrrr-fect"
"I'm sorry, Coop," she sniffles.
"Amelia," Coop's expression changes immediately and he gives her one of his signature grins before pulling her into a hug. "How are you?" Apparently our argument is over. That’s why Lizzie calls him her teddy bear. He couldn’t harm a fly with that heart of gold.
"I'm okay. I'm really sorry." She looks from him to me and I hold out my arms. She crosses the kitchen and cuddles against my chest. I love that she sees me as a place of safety now.
"Ben? What happened?" His anger has been replaced with worry.
"Neil disrespected Amelia." I leave it there as I don't want to repeat the hurtful words that wanker muttered.
"He called me a fat wallflower with no taste, and Ben cancelled the deal," Amelia says quietly.
"Motherfucker," Lizzie hisses and I have to bite back a laugh. Lizzie says it as it is. Always.
"I told him he shouldn't have done that just because of me," Amelia sniffles.
"Yes, he should have!" Lizzie exclaims.
