I swear being pregnant has made me even more voracious for Ben. I absolutely cannot get enough of him. I sent him down to get chocolate syrup and more peanut butter figuring he would return in 2-3 minutes like he normally does. Maybe if I had told him my intent with the chocolate he would have, but instead, I had to wait 15 minutes for him to return, which was unacceptable when I needed him to touch me and to feel him inside of me again.

He sits down on the bed next to me and hands me my requested items. "It's about time you showed up, Ben?" I almost yell at him.

I set the peanut butter on the tray and take the chocolate syrup to cover some pineapple. "That was SO good. But I think I know what will taste even better."

I take the tray over to the desk but hide the bottle of chocolate behind my back while I sashay my way back to the bed. I crawl over to him, take the bottle from behind my back and draw stars over his nipples in the chocolate. I can hear him struggling to catch his breath and see that I am affecting him exactly the way I want, his cock is already begging to be released.

I am intent on teaching him a lesson; never keep me waiting especially when I'm hungry for him. The 15 minutes I had to wait for him were pure torture, so I figure it's only right I return the favor. I take the bottle of chocolate and write my name across his chest as if I were signing it and close the nozzle. I take my entire index finger into my mouth to lick off the chocolate knowing exactly where his mind is going to go. I put the bottle on the nightstand and face him again, "You're mine Ben Weston, and don't you ever forget that."

"Grab the bedframe, Ben," I order. He quickly complies with my request and while he does that, I remove the sash from my robe. I straddle his upper chest and I know that I'm giving him quite a show since I have nothing on under this robe. My sex is so close to his mouth I can feel him exhaling on my flesh. I'm tempted to sit on his face and end this now, but I'm going to teach him this lesson even if it kills me.

I take the sash and tie his wrists to the bedframe, and then move backward until I am sitting on his hips. I can feel his erection pressing against my bottom. I give him the sexiest stare I can imagine and wiggle my ass over his dick and then grind my center over it. I get the desired reaction I want; he groans low and guttural while he bites his lip and the sound pulls at my core. "Ciara what the hell are you doing to me."

"I'm teaching you a lesson, Ben Weston. Never keep me waiting when I'm hungry."

"You had a whole tray of fruit in front of you that you hadn't eaten babe."

"Don't be obtuse Ben," I raise my eyebrow in a look that I'm sure would make mom proud, "I'm hungry for you," I say while cupping his chin and caressing his lip with my thumb. I lean down starting at just above his belly button and with my tongue, I take my first lick of chocolate from his body. It's sweet and salty and intoxicating. "You taste fucking amazing." I dip my tongue into his navel and then lightly bite the skin surrounding it. I feel him grind his hips against me and my reaction is to smile against the skin I am kissing.

"Ohmygod, Ci…"

I look up at him from where I have been kissing and biting, "Is something wrong Ben?"

"I need to touch you."

"Well, now you are going to have to wait to get what you want. I told you I'm going to teach you a lesson." I whip my head up from his lower abdomen sending my hair flying back. I take my robe off, "Do you have any idea how awful it was to wait up in this bed for you, aching for you to touch me, to be inside of me? It was torture Ben Weston, absolute torture." I lean down to swipe my tongue over his nipples completely removing the chocolate from both and bite the right one when I'm finished. As I'm laying on top of him I can feel the chocolate getting on my torso too. I press my mouth to his and he hungrily kisses me back, biting my bottom lip and then forcing his tongue between my teeth. Our tongues duel and I can feel him pulling against the restraints; he is desperate to touch me.

"I'm sorry Ci, I…"

"Sorry isn't good enough right now."

"Ci…"

"Ben, some lessons need to be learned the hard way, and unfortunately for you, I think this is one of them." I run kisses along his jaw and down his neck. I kiss and lick my way down his torso, lapping up more of the chocolate. Lavishing attention on him like this is something I am positive I will never tire of. He continues to fight the ties and bucks his hips against me. It's delicious and I'm so wet for him right now.

I decide that he's overdressed and strip him of his pants and boxers at once and whip them off to the side again. He really is an exquisite man. I return to him crawling over his legs and doing my best not to touch him. I focus in on my target, lower my head and look him in the eye. He watches me as I swipe my tongue along the tip of his cock and then suck the head into my mouth. I feel him squirm beneath me and I'm sure I've made my point by now, but I want to make sure he doesn't forget. He moans again deeply, making my folds become even slicker; something I didn't think was possible.

"Ciara," he gulps, "I get it I was torturing you."

"I don't think you do Ben."

"But I do. I was torturing you and now you are torturing me, so I know how it feels. Please, untie me. I want to touch you; I need to touch you."

"Where do you want to touch me, Ben?" I take my hand and touch my wet mound, "Here?" I am so aroused and wet for him right now it's to the point that I am beginning to torture myself I want him to fill me so badly. But I continue to make my point. I remove my hand from my center and touch my breasts pinching my nipples, "Or maybe here." I moan, and I see his eyes darken again. My hand travels back to my sex and I insert three fingers toying with my clit. I bit my lip and throw my head back moaning more of my pleasure. "Ohmygod Ben, you should feel how wet I am for you." I remove my hand and take my glistening fingers to his mouth. My fingers trace his lips and then I allow him to lick and suck each of my fingers clean.

"Babe, you taste so good. Please let me touch you."

"Have you learned your lesson?"

"I have. Ciara I will never keep you waiting for me ever again. I've learned my lesson."

"I'm glad to hear it." I scoot myself up his torso. I lean forward and untie the bindings. He immediately grabs my face between his hands and pulls me toward his lips. His lips are eager and his tongue dances with my own. I feel his right hand travel down my side and it caresses my hip. He then dips a finger inside of me hitting my clit instantly. I bite his lip.

"You weren't kidding when you said you were wet babe. I do that to you, huh?" he says with a cocky grin.

"I'm not answering that. I don't want to make your head any bigger than it already is."

"Too late babe," his cockiness continues, "and you gave me your answer, without out saying a word." He runs his other hand down my side to rest on my hip.

"I roll my eyes. Fine. It's every time you touch me, every time you gaze at me with that look and I melt. You make my heart race, and my entire body vibrates and aches with wanting you and it's been nearly never-ending since the day I met you."

"Ciara hun, it's the same for me. You consume my thoughts. There isn't a moment during the day that I don't want you. You are the best thing that has ever happened in my life, and I don't ever want to do anything to change that."

I kiss his lips once more and sit up. I scoot back until I feel his erection pressing against my bottom. I firmly grab his shaft and align it with my entrance and lower myself onto him. I whimper with pleasure as I take him fully into my womanhood. I grind my hips against his and ride him. He sits up and kisses my breasts grazing his teeth against the nipples and licking off the chocolate that he can reach that is on me.

I rest one of my hands on his thighs when I lean back and the other on my lower abdomen. When he thrusts into me I swear I can feel the head of him hitting against my hand he is in me so deeply and driving into me with such force. He takes a hand and puts it at the small of my back, and pinches my clit with the other. Everything goes black, my skin is on fire and I clench around him with my orgasm and it sends him over the edge with me.

My body is just buzzing with bliss and I'm spent, I can't move. Ben pulls me to lay on his chest and we just lay there trying to catch our breath.

He's the first to say anything, "Ci, if me torturing you and then you torturing me ends up with a result like this maybe we should do it again."

I raise my head up from his chest and glare at him.

"Okay, okay, lesson learned. I will never keep you waiting ever again."

"I'm glad to hear it."

I kiss his cheek and he kisses my forehead. "How about I make us a warm bath. As hot as it was having you eat the chocolate off of my body, I don't want to stay covered in it."

"That sounds perfect even though you managed to get most of it off of me."

"I was hungry too. What can I say?"

"Just make sure it's not too warm it's not good for the babies."

"Not too warm. Got it."

I slide off of him and he gets up and walks to the bathroom.

"Damn you have a nice ass, Weston."

He looks over his shoulder at me and wiggles his eyebrows, "Thanks for noticing."

I can't believe how lucky I am to have this man in my life. He truly does treat me like I am the most precious thing in the world and spoils me completely.

Within a few minutes, Ben is sticking his head out the door, "Your bath awaits."

I get up off of the bed and saunter over to him. He clasps his hands around my shoulders and then dips his head between my breasts licking and kissing the skin there. "I missed a spot," he responds when he stands up straight and grins. I playfully swat at his shoulder and walk over to the tub.

The tub is huge, long enough that I think Ben could completely stretch out in it and has jets in it that he already has running. He takes my hand and assists me in getting into the tub. The water is perfect. Ben jumps in behind me. He wraps his arms around me and kisses my neck. He rubs my neck and my shoulders. It feels so good and is so relaxing. My man certainly knows how to treat me right.

"Thank you for always taking care of me. This was amazing." I turn in his arms and kiss his cheek, "I'm so relaxed right now I could fall asleep any minute now if I stay in here."

"Do you want me to get some pajamas for you? I could bring your bag in here for you."

"Would you?" I yawn.

"Of course." He stands up and steps out of the tub then grabs a towel and wraps it around his hips.

I follow him out of the tub and grab a towel to dry myself off. By the time I've finished, he has returned with my bag and sweats for himself. I quickly put on my pajamas and begin to leave the bathroom when he sweeps me up into his arms and carries me over to the bed. He's already turned off the main light and turned on the lamp that is on his side of the bed. He gently places me on the mattress and then covers me with the blankets. I sigh with my contentment.

He crawls over me to get to his side of the bed, pulls me into his arms and kisses my forehead. I move my right thigh to rest between his legs and rest my hand on his chest.

I sigh, "Goodnight. I love you, Ben. I hope you know that."

He turns off the light, "I know you do, and I love you too. Goodnight Ciara."

I snuggle more closely into his arms and I am asleep before I know it.