A/N: I tried to keep this story at a T rating, however, Tina, my lovely little muse just wasn't having it. She kept feeding me smut and I couldn't resist. So the rating is now bumped up to an M. I hope you all are still enjoying this!
As I slowly wake from sleep, I become aware of several things. One, when I breathe in, I am enveloped by the scents of sandalwood, musk, and something that I can only describe as Ben. This scent calms me and makes me feel safe. Two, this is the first morning since when Ben was put in jail, I'm not waking up feeling like I need to hurl. And three, my body is curled up along Ben's extraordinarily warm body like he is my own personal body pillow. He is chiseled beyond belief and I'm feeling particularly frisky with him being so near me. I can't help but start to slowly run the hand I have resting above his heart down his chest, along the indentations that form his abs and rest it on his hip for a moment before my fingers begin to slide down his V line and then venture under the band of his boxer briefs.
My eyes flutter open and I whine when my wrist is captured in one of Ben's large hands which prevents my hand from venturing any further south.
"Babe, what are you doing?"
I can't help the little giggle that escapes me because he knows damn well what I was going to do. "I wanted to see if you were awake."
"Mmhmm, and the best way to see if I'm awake is to get your hands in my boxers?" he grins.
"Okay, so maybe I wanted to wake you up, and show you how much I've missed you."
"I've missed you too, Ciara. So much."
"Then show me, Ben. Make love to me right now," I shamelessly beg.
Ben obliges without hesitation, rolling me onto my back and thrusting his hips against my own. God we are both clothed and already I'm wet with want for him and he is most definitely awake, his erection pressing against my hypersensitive body. He captures my lips with his own and hungrily kisses me. He bites my lower lip and then kisses the corner of my mouth before leaving a trail of kisses along my jaw, down my neck, and stopping at my shoulder where he begins to pull the straps of my camisole down. He lowers the material so much that the lace along the neckline begins to abrade my nipples causing me to bite my own lip and buck my hips against his while digging my nails into his still clothed ass.
"Ohmygod, Ben please don't stop."
"I have no intent to leave this bed until I show you just how much I missed you."
Ben runs his hand down my right thigh and then hooks it around his back. When his hand begins to venture back up my thigh he slowly begins to inch the material of my nighty up, over my hips and exposes my abdomen. He pauses to kiss me there and then continues to remove the pesky garment leaving my breasts exposed and my hands tangled in the fabric above my head.
He continues to kiss his way up my torso and give attention to my breasts. He palms the right one and pinches the sensitive tip, while he swirls his tongue around the nipple of the left and then hungrily laves at it, until both of my nipples are pebbled and my entire body is clamoring for more. I desperately try to free my hands which are stuck in my nighty above my head so that I can do my own exploring.
When I finally free my hands I claw my way down Ben's back and I'm sure that I'm leaving marks, because what he is doing to me feels do damn good. He finds his way back up to my lips and places a few chaste kisses on my mouth and then leaves another trail of kisses leading down my breastbone. He nips at the skin just above my belly button and then proceeds to rid me of my panties.
Ben buries his head between my legs and licks my slit, "Oh my God Ci, you're already so wet."
His tongue is deep in my pussy and it is leaving me incapable of speaking any words. I am only able to moan with the pleasure that he is giving me with his magical tongue. Ben taps away at my clit with his tongue and I'm wrapping my thighs around his head to bring him that much closer to me. It is only a matter of seconds before he has me seeing stars. I don't think he has ever gotten me off this easily before.
Ben encases my thighs between his knees and then places his hands on the bed on both sides of my head his torso now hovering over my own, "You liked that, huh?"
I run my right hand down his side and then bury my hand in the front of his boxer briefs.
"It was fine," I giggle.
"It was fine?" he shakes his head because he knows that he did his duty damn well.
"Yes, fine, but I think I'll like it even better when you put this," I squeeze his cock even more firmly in my hand, "inside of me."
He quickly shucks his boxers and then fills me with his huge cock. He has thrust so far inside of me I swear if he went in any further, I would split in two. The pace that he has set is murderous, but since it has been so long since I have had him it feels amazing to have him pounding so hard and so fully into my body. He takes his hands and brings each of my feet to the small of his back. Then with the pads of his fingers, he traces back up my thigh and then inserts first one finger and then two into my already slick mound. He double taps my clit again and then pinches it. He captures my hands in each of his and then drags them up above my head. He opens my hands and then has me grab onto two of the metal bars from the headboard and then wraps his own hands around mine.
Ben thrusts his hips against mine once, twice and the third time he sends us both over the edge. I can feel his warm and sticky seed collecting inside of me and if we weren't already pregnant, I definitely would be now.
Ben kisses the tip of my nose and then rests his sweaty forehead against my own, "How was that? Was it better than fine?"
I toy with him scrunching my brow a bit and then clenching my thighs tighter around our still joined bodies, "Well on a scale of 1-10 I guess I would give that an 11."
"An 11. Well then I must have done pretty okay."
"You did more than pretty okay. You were fantastic! I love you, Ben. I love you so much."
He kisses me one more time before he rolls off of me and then pulls me to lay against him.
"I've missed being able to hold you like this so much. We need to figure out how we are going to get Claire to confess to what she did. I can't stand to be away from you."
"I've been thinking about what we could do."
"Me too. What were you thinking?"
"Well, Tripp and I were talking the other day while Claire was out. We are thinking that if we pretend to get back together it will drive Claire crazy and make her confess."
"What would you do?"
"We would make Claire think that Tripp and I just had…"
Ben bolts out of bed putting his boxers back on and begins pacing around the room, "Nope, Ciara, I can't let you do that."
"Ben…it's not like that. You should know by now that I love you and you are the only man that I want to be with. Tripp and I are just going to do this to get her angry and get her to confess."
He continues to pace the room like a caged panther.
"And that is why I can't let you do that. I'm not against this because I'm jealous, I'm against this because of the danger that this will put you in…and our baby. Claire is obviously very unstable right now. God only knows what she might try to do."
I roll my eyes, partly because I know he's right. Claire is unstable and at this point is capable of doing anything. "Okay then, Smarty Pants, what's your brilliant idea?"
Ben walks back over to the bed and sits next to me, "We bug the loft."
"Alright, that is probably safer. Go on."
"Remember the day I went to the loft to pick up your other charger?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I could hear Claire talking through the door. When I let myself into the loft there was no one else there. She was talking to herself; she is so far gone right now. I've been there I know where her head is at right now. I'm sure she's talking to herself and rationalizing what she has done, and maybe we can catch her with her accomplice."
"Her accomplice?"
"Yeah, I think Eve knows what Claire has done."
"You've gotta fucking be kidding me."
"No, I'm almost positive. When I was in the interrogation room, Eve threw in my face that she already had the means and opportunity tying me to the fires and now she had my motive; Tripp framing me for the fire during the summer. She claims that she discovered Tripp set me up for that fire and that was my reason for wanting him dead."
"THAT BITCH! There were only five people who knew about Tripp framing you." I feel the anger rolling off my body in waves as I tick the names off on my fingers, "You, me, Tripp, Wyatt, and Claire. Tripp didn't tell her because he would end up in jail himself for framing you, Wyatt wouldn't say anything because then he would be in even more trouble for lying to the cops, and you and I sure as shit didn't go flapping our lips, so that only leaves Claire."
"Exactly. Claire has nothing to lose by telling Eve that Tripp framed me."
"Why is she doing this?"
"Who? Eve or Claire?"
"Either of them."
"Eve is simple. She hates me for killing her daughter and she has every right to."
"Maybe so, but that doesn't give her the right to be setting you up for a crime that you didn't do. You were sick when you killed Paige, and you got the help you needed. You're better now."
Ben kisses my forehead and takes me back into his arms. I rest my hand back on his chest over his heart. I can feel the steady beat and it helps to settle me.
"I know, but that's not an excuse for her. She's still without her daughter and I would do anything to take it back, but I don't have a way to do that."
"I know you would. And I know why Claire is doing this, first she was jealous of me because Tripp was into me and now it's because of Haley. She thinks that Tripp is into Haley."
Ben pulls me even tighter against him, "That would be my guess too. She is crazy jealous and that is why I need you to be safe. I love you, Ci and little Packing Peanut too," he grins and then places his big warm hand on my tummy.
I kiss his neck and then his chest before I rest my head against him again. "So, we go with your plan, but where do we get the bugs and how do we get them in there to start monitoring Claire."
"Easy, who's the head of security here at Casa DiMera?"
"You are..."
"We have all kinds of security equipment here. Stefan already said he would help to do whatever needed to be done to prove my innocence."
"Okay, so how do we get them in the loft?"
"You take Claire out for an afternoon. Feign needing to distract yourself because you 'can't believe that Ben tried to kill you'. You'll be playing into her charade which will make her feel more comfortable and will allow me time to get into the loft to set up the surveillance equipment."
"Alright, I think this just might work." I am excited and relieved because we finally can take some action to free Ben of this mess and get Claire the help that she obviously needs. I wish we could just go to the police and just go straight to getting Claire help, but with a corrupt police commissioner in charge that is not going to happen, no one in my family is going to believe Ben or I without proof. This is our best chance. I prop myself up with my hand to kiss Ben again when my stomach growls loudly.
"What was that?"
"Apparently, I'm finally hungry."
"Do you still want pancakes, like you did last night?"
"That's right you were going to serve me dinner in bed," I giggle. He spoils me so much and I love it! "Yes, please." I can't help the huge grin that spreads on my face.
Ben puts back on his pants, "You stay here, and I'll be right back with your breakfast."
"You're the best."
He turns to leave the room winking at me over his shoulder. This is when I notice the claw marks I left behind. I wince because they are red and look quite angry on his skin.
"What?" he asks.
"I left claw marks on your back, I'm so sorry."
"You mean your bobcat prints I don't mind. Those marks just let me know that my woman was at least somewhat pleased with how I treated her."
"Somewhat, huh?"
He shrugs his shoulders, "Yeah, somewhat." He shoots a sinful grin my way and I can't wait to eat and refuel my body, because I want him so bad all over again.
