The elevator doors closed, isolating that tiny space from the rest of the world, instantly turning it into a refuge for the two of them. Benny let aside appearances and surrendered to his desire, his instinct and his longing; the woman in front of him, Frida.
He pounced on her to devour her mouth in a kiss that he had been saving since he saw her entering Gala's party. She looked so majestic in that dress, so adorable with her almost angelic prudence, so divine in that natural sensuality that she possessed, one that she ignored and that made her even more attractive. And in this moment, between these four titanium walls, she clung to him while they unloaded their desire in that kiss.
Benny parted just enough to look at her flushed face. He adored her rosy cheeks, proof of his effect on her, it resulted adorable. His hands remained clung in her waist, he brushed his thumbs sightly over the fabric. "You look so beautiful."
Frida licked her lips, his flavor very impregnated in them. "Thank you." She replied shyly, her voice a bit husky. "Nice outfit, you too."
Benny smirked as he shook his head in amusement. The elevator still climbing and both against the wall. "Do you like me?"
"I think you know the answer." She played with the scarf around his neck.
"Want to hear it."
Her eyelashes fluttered over her eyes as she looked up at him. Benny had a wild impulse right then, but he held it back. "I..." she peaked on his lips. "Like..." she repeated. Benny smiled against her short kisses. "You."
"Gosh, I'm so lucky." He kissed her neck and she giggled, clinging to his shirt. Benny chuckled against her shoulders as he embraced her. A pure happiness settled on their hearts. "Thank you for coming, really."
"Hmm, a pleasure." The elevator doors opened and he grab her hand to lead her out.
After re-entering the party, Benny took a couple of minutes to kill time and said goodbye without giving much explanation. Eva-Lis asked no questions and intervened when Gösta inquired about his sudden withdraw. Following his request, Frida waited on him outside his flat. An almost overwhelming feeling of joy came over him as he saw her get out of her car. She waited for him. And as soon as they were alone in the privacy of the elevator he released that energy he held since he saw her earlier. And even now in the comfort of his apartment, seeing her so comfortable there made good to him.
She was sitting on one of the island benches while he poured hot water into two cups. The chat developed easy and smoothly, as always, with sweet shared kisses from time to time. He was getting addicted to her. "So, coffee or tea?"
"Tea is just fine." She replied, following his every move. He took out a box with different tea bags from the cupboard. "Thank you."
He winked at her in response. "What's your favorite?"
"Favorite what?"
"Tea flavor."
"Oh." She pursed her lips as she thought; no one had asked that question before. She jolted sightly when Benny ran his thumb over her lips, softening them.
"Keep doing that and I'll kiss you until you beg me to stop."
Maybe that's what I want, she thought, unable to say it out loud. "I was thinking."
"I know. You purse your lips every time you think." He said matter of fact. "And you bite this one here," he caressed her full lower lip. "Every once in a while."
"Does it bother you?" She asked, swallowing hard. He leaned his head to one side, inquisitive.
"It temps me." He confessed.
