"Hey Bailey do you want to go to the conference that's in Portland Oregon. It's 2 days long and it's for doctors who want to learn about new cultivating ideas for general surgery."
" Are you talking about the CME surgical and anesthesia conference. I tried to get tickets but they were already filled up. How did you ?"
" Derek was talking to an anesthesiologist and he had an extra ticket so Derek bought it from him. It was suppose to be a surprise for me, he even set it up so I could ride with the guy. At first I was like no I'm not riding with a stranger but Derek says he's nice and they have been in a couple of surgeries together and he is trust worthy, but any way to make a long story short I can't go because we are still going through the adoption process with Zola and being monitored so I have to be here."
Miranda thought for a second maybe she could get a plane ticket last minute; she wasn't really trying to ride with a stranger and have to make small talk. All she had to do is book a hotel room. "Okay yes I'll take it." Miranda said holding her hand out for the ticket.
"Okay were you riding with him or. "
" I might just drive myself. "
" Bailey you should ride with him. He shouldn't have to drive that drive alone because I bailed on him."
" Fine. Give him my address and number to pick me up from my apartment on Friday then." Miranda said walking away.
Friday came and Miranda just finished packing her overnight bag. She made sure she had snacks for the ride just as she finished putting things into her lunch box her phone buzzed.
She read the text message.
Hey I'm outside. In a black BMW.
Miranda: okay I am coming out.
Miranda put her coat and scarf on. She grabbed her things and walked out. Miranda walked up to his car and she saw him get out to help her.
"Dr. Warren?" Miranda asked.
"Dr. Bailey." Ben asked looking at the women he met his first day after the merger. They started off rocky and she fussed him out, but that is what made him interested in her. She was intelligent and feisty. Almost like a firecracker, beautiful, exciting but with all smoke and explosive.
Miranda smiled as he opened the door for her and put her bag in the backseat. "Woah, it is very cold outside. The temperature is dropping like crazy." Miranda said putting her seat belt on.
"Yeah it's about to snow." Ben said pointing to the ground as he pulled out.
Ben and Miranda talked the whole time. She actually liked him. She knew before; the day she met him that it was something about him that she liked and the more she talked to him, the more she did. She found herself stuttering and couldn't think straight. He made her feel giddy and all they were having was just a simple conversation.
"Hmm." Miranda said opening her bag of chips and holding it in his direction. She watched as he dug his hand in the bag and took some. Keeping his eyes on the road.
Miranda watched as the snow fell. The snow began softly falling when they left her house. It persisted the whole way out of the city and across the border into Oregon, ever so subtly increasing in volume as they drove closer to their destination. By the time they found themselves in the small town of Astoria, the snow was plummeting from the sky, totally obscuring any hope of making it any further tonight.
Unwilling to slip off the road and crash, Ben pulled into the first motel off the 30 Interstate he could find.
"The Wagon Heel Motel?" questioned Miranda, reading the sign as it appeared. One of the non-functioning letters of the illuminated word 'Wheel' left a lot of room for ambiguity about the purpose of the motel itself and only served to increase the sleaziness.
Ben only shrugged casually in response.
Inside, it was evident that the staff at the so called ' Wagon Wheel Motel' were handpicked by the owners. Earl, as his nametag proudly read, came across as nothing less than sleazy. Slicked greasy hair, overpowering cologne, way too much chest on display and an adult magazine spread out on the counter were all qualities of this man. Miranda's faced scrunched up looking at him.
Earl raked his gaze up Miranda's body, devoting more time to her chest than anywhere else, before regretfully dragging his eyes up to her face.
"Now what can I do for you, lil lady?" inquired Earl in a long drawl, lazily snapping his gum around the confines of his mouth that Miranda suspected were long overdue for a clean.
Ben frowned, stepping around Miranda, blocking her from view, disliking the creepy attendant's rather enthusiastic and apparent appreciation of her.
"We need two rooms, adjoining if possible," demanded Ben.
Earl regarded him skeptically. He turned his back to the two, hunted around in a nearby drawer and produced one key for room 22, sliding it over into Ben's reach.
"Sir, you and thirty other people have all come in demanding the same thing: a roof over their head and a bed at a cheap rate, all you travellin' folk. This is the best I can do for you, or you're welcome to sleep in your car in the parking lot. Except your beautiful woman, she has somewhere to stay even if you decide not to," he winked.
Miranda scuffed at him and rolled her eyes.
"No, we'll take the room, thanks," Ben said sternly, snatching the key off the counter and tugging Miranda along by the arm toward the rooms.
Once they were safely settled within the dingy, dated and disastrous motel room, Miranda made a beeline for the shower, desperate to eradicate the chill of winter that had seeped far into her bones. She stood under the scalding spray, the coldest parts of her body, her hands and feet, burning as the rest of her gratefully absorbed the warmth. She thought about the strangeness of the circumstances that had lead them to Wagaon Wheel tonight and the situation—no, scrap that, potential minefield—she was about to walk into once she left the safety of the four walls that made up the bathroom.
Grabbing the low quality white towel that was supplied, she quickly dried off, redressed and returned to the main room of their accommodation, only to find Ben creating a makeshift bed from the ancient floral couch and the spare bedding from the closet.
"Dr. Warren," she caught his attention "What are you doing?"
"Making my bed, Dr.Bailey," he replied, gesturing to the half made up couch in front of him.
He did a double take at her Black night gown. It had a lace trimming that went across the fullness of her breast and a split showing some of her leg.
My God. What have I done to be cursed with this temptation. Ben thought to himself.
Miranda stood and watched him, checking her out, she wanted to shy away from his intense gaze. If she would have known that they would be sharing a room she would have brought a top and pajama bottoms. Nevertheless his gaze was persistent. The way his eyes roamed her body she knew he liked what he saw.
Miranda coughed to get him to stop. She looked over at him once again. It wasn't fair that he would have to sleep on that uncomfortable dingy couch. It wasn't even long enough for him to stretch out on.
" You can call me Miranda, there is no need for formalities. The bed's already made, so there's no use in making another," she reasoned and said nervously.
"Bed's for you, I'll take the couch," he dismissed, continuing to pile blankets on the couch.
"Ben, for God's sake we're both adults and it's freezing. We can share a bed, it's not a big deal," she protested. Ben looked up at her with her hands crossed over her chest. That was the first time she said his first name and he loved it coming off of her lips.
"Miranda, are you sure?" asked Ben, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck "Do you want to put the cushions from the couch down the middle of the bed?" he suggested.
Miranda laughed at him and she smiled. He was so respectful. "Benjamin Warren, I know you are not going to take advantage of me. You don't have to, not unless you're going to put your cold feet on me in the middle of the night," replied Miranda, climbing into the bed and wrapping the blankets around her cold body.
Ben wordlessly accepted her reasoning, peeling back the covers on the empty side and sliding in next to her, the bed dipping under his weight. Miranda closed her eyes and feigned sleep; this was going to be a long night for sure.
2am eventually rolled around and Miranda was still wide awake. It had little to do with Ben's overwhelming presence and more to do with the decreasing temperature in the room. He had been asleep for hours; his soft, yet noticeable deep breaths were a total giveaway. While Miranda, on the other hand, had spent the better part of the past four hours attempting to keep herself warm and cover up her shivering.
Would it really be so bad, seeking some warmth from her colleague? It wasn't as if either of them would be committing any kind of moral apprehension, they were both single. It wasn't as if people at the hospital would find out they were sleeping in the same bed, much less that Miranda Bailey was contemplating snuggling with him in the previously mentioned bed.
But what would this mean in the cruel, honest light of day? Would it be seen for what Miranda had intended, avoiding becoming an icicle, or something more romantically geared? She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth, contemplating her next move.
Oh, to hell with it.
She scooted closer to Ben, who was currently radiating an incredible amount of heat, but stopped short of actually touching him; the close proximity was enough to eradicate some of the painful cold she was feeling.
Sleeping Ben, on the other hand, apparently had other ideas. Upon sensing her nearness, he snaked one muscular arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him, her back flush against his chest. As their legs began to tangle, Miranda started freaking out. Why on earth was sleeping with Dr. Warren of all people feeling so damn good?
She needed a little bit of distance, maybe Ben's line of pillows weren't such a bad idea after all. Was that why he suggested them, because he was well aware of the fact that he was a glorified snuggler in his sleep? Miranda attempted to pry his arm away from her, but his only response was to hold her tighter and nuzzle her hair, mumbling something that vaguely sounded like her name.
Miranda felt her eyes grow heavy, her eyelashes kissing her cheeks for a little longer than the average blink. Ben's warmth was overwhelming. She decided that maybe she could sleep for awhile like this, then later escape the warmth of Ben's embrace. Okay, just a little sleep.
The next morning, Ben was painfully reminded that neither of them had closed the curtains last night before they went to sleep. Beaming rays of sun shined in through the large glass window and straight into his eyes.
He took account of his current situation carefully; crappy hotel room, crappy bed, crappy pillows, crappy blankets… except for the Miranda Bailey blanket that was currently curled into him, the gentle rise and fall of her back telling him that she was still sound asleep.
He regretfully removed himself from the bed to deal with the irritating light that was currently beaming through the glass. The snow had stopped falling, so they would be able to continue onto Portland today. After drawing the blinds closed, he knew he had two options: either get ready for the day and wait for Miranda to wake up or get back in bed with Miranda and pretend he never woke up and that the curtains were closed all along.
The later was certainly the most appealing, and after all, it was only 6:30am.
Ben got back Into bed and he felt her move close to him. Putting her back against his chest. Ben felt bad for what he just did. He was taking advantage of her. He thought, he shouldn't have did this. As much as he wanted to. She was beautiful and her body was so soft against him, not to mention she was very shapely and curvy, and it definitely didn't help that her night gown was bunching up around her thighs.
Ben knew that when she woke up, she would surely give him a piece of her mind, but that was a chance he was willing to take. He scooted in and put his arms around her waist closing his eyes to drift back to sleep.
Miranda tried to stretch out in her sleep but she couldn't move, she had something hard weighing her down. She snapped her eyes open when she realized what happened last night. She looked over at the clock. It was 8:30.
"Ben. Can you unwrap me from your bear hug." Miranda said as she tried to turn in his arms.
"Huh." Ben mumbled as he tighten his grip on her.
" Ben." Miranda said once again.
Ben opened his eyes at the sound of her voice.
" oh my god, I am so sorry" Ben said fully waking up. He felt guilty because he was selfish, wanting to be against her body so bad, he put her into an uncomfortable position.
"No Ben you are fine. Really it's okay. " Miranda said as she sat up in the bed, knowing that she was at fault for wanting to be against him.
"Okay. Good morning Miranda. " Ben said getting off of the bed.
"Good morning. "she replied stretching.
"I'm going to go take a shower and then we can get breakfast and get back on the road." Ben said walking towards the bathroom door.
Miranda got up and put on a red sweater and jeans along with her brown boots.
She looked up as she heard the door to the bathroom open up. Ben stepped out with a white towel wrapped around his waist. Good god Miranda thought as her eyes traveled up and down his body following the water droplets. "Hey, can you hand me my bag." Ben asked as Miranda nodded Turning on her feet to retrieve it.
She handed it to him and stared down at his body. His v line and abs were distinctively on display and she was getting hot from looking at him. Ben got dressed and then him and Miranda had their bags walking to the lobby of the motel.
"Are y'all coming to ask for another night." Earl asked staring at Miranda.
Ben stood in front of Miranda blocking her from view once again.
"And why would we need another night." Ben scuffed.
" It's about 8 inches of snow on the ground and the roads are closed." Earl replied pointing to the door.
"Damnit." Ben replied and Miranda groaned.
"Are there any stores near bye." Miranda asked Earl.
"Yeah, there's a tiny convenience store and a dollar general a little ways up the road but the only way you could get there is by foot and I know for sure they are open. A couple of buddies of mine own them." Earl said smiling.
"Thank you." Miranda said quietly.
"Okay can you give us one more night." Ben said going in his wallet.
"Ben I got it. You did last night."
"Miranda it's fine. Let me ." Ben replied handing the man his card.
"Okay well I'm paying for something." Miranda said looking at him.
Both of them walked back to the room together and sat their things back down.
Miranda looked at the bed and she frowned. "I don't want to sleep another night in these dingy sheets."
"Me either, hopefully the dollar general have some."
"Good and we can change them." "Are we going there now."
"Yeah. I'm ready."
Miranda put on her blue hat and scarf followed by her gloves. Miranda asked which direction were the stores and Earl gave her the directions.
"Wow this snow is high." Miranda said, glad she had boots on."
Ben nodded his head in agreement. He watched as Miranda took a step but stepped on a piece of Ice as they got onto the main road.
Ben caught her before she could fall.
"Woah careful." Ben said looking down into her eyes.
"Oh gosh thank you." Miranda said looking up at him smiling.
"It was my pleasure."
"Well it's a pleasure being caught." Miranda smiled as Ben stood her upright on her feet.
Once they reached dollar general. They found a sheet and comforter set.
"We are going to need some food for today. Seeing as how we can't leave to go get any."
"Sandwiches?" Miranda questioned and Ben smiled agreeing.
They bought everything they could think of and what was available at this store for their sandwiches and grabbed snacks and drinks. Miranda grabbed a bottle of cheap wine and she also bought disinfectant wipes, toilet tissue, utensils, candles and better quality towels and wash cloths. It was no telling how long they would be there. She also picked up card games and board games and mind games to pass the time.
When Ben came with a roll on luggage bag. Miranda gave with a puzzled look.
"How else are we supposed to take all the stuff back."
"Oh you are quick on your feet Benjamin Warren." Miranda said smiling as they walked to the register.
"Ben let me pay for it." Miranda told him.
"Well can't we do half ?, I wouldn't feel right if you to do the entire thing." Ben asked trying to compromise.
"Fine." Miranda replied giving in.
Ben and her put all the things that could fit inside the large suitcase and zipped it up.
Miranda held in her hand the big square comforter set.
Miranda was slipping so much that Ben placed his free hand in hers so she would have something to hold on to. Miranda looked down at his hand and blushed. She thanked God that it was cold out side in this moment, to hide her blush as her face was already red from the cold and the wind.
When they finally reached back to the motel they went into their room and Miranda went to the heater but sadly it was broken. Meaning she was going to have to push through the cold.
"Okay first let's change these sheets." Miranda said and Ben walked over to help her. They removed the old blankets and sheets and put their new ones on making up the bed.
After they were finished. They unpacked the food and set it on the counter before placing the food into the little refrigerator. Although, it was so cold in the room, it was no need for the fridge.
Hours passed and Miranda and Ben were playing games together.
"Ha don't pass go and collect 200 hundred dollars. Go straight to jail." Miranda mocked him as he took his piece and went to jail.
Miranda grabbed her stack of Monopoly money and waved it around close by his face.
"I'm so rich." She laughed.
After Miranda's full turn. Ben grabbed the dice to roll. He grabbed his piece and moved five piece landing on Miranda's hotel.
Ben blew out a breath as Miranda extended her hand. Ben gave her the 500 dollars. "You're a pimp." Ben said putting it into her hand.
"Don't hate the player, hate the game baby." Miranda said and then gasped because she called him baby.
Ben cheesed and then watched her roll the dice. When she counted that she was going to land on his spot that two hotels she frowned and handed him the money.
"Not so funny now." Ben teased as he bit into his sandwich.
He watched as Miranda ate her chips.
This woman was amazing. He could do this with her everyday. Miranda eventually won and they cleaned up the game.
"You want to take your shower first or…"
"You can take yours." Ben replied.
Miranda nodded and grabbed her clothes out of her suitcase.
Miranda took her a shower and she brushed her teeth, washed her face, put her clothes on and then fixed her hair before coming out.
Ben got up and took his shower. After he came out he saw Miranda laying on top of the bed with her back against the head board. She had a book and pen in her hand.
Ben walked on the other side of the bed and he went through his bag, pulling his clinical digest book out. He sat on the bed and began to read.
Ben cut his eyes towards Miranda as her teeth chattered. She was silently shivering. He wanted to offer her some warmth but he didn't know if that was too much.
"Dam it's freezing." Miranda said shuddering. She was doing her best to not complain. Sitting beside Ben on the bed with the sudoku book in her hand. "Sit right here." Ben said moving his legs. Miranda looked over at him and raised her eyebrow.
"What?."
" My body heat will warm you up and I can help you finish the puzzle." Ben suggested.
Nervously Miranda asked "are you sure?"
"Come on." Ben said.
Miranda moved and crawled over to him. She sat in between his legs and laid her back against his chest. She felt Ben's arms engulf her and Miranda wanted to curse at how good this felt. Deep down she knew this was a bad move. They were slowly opening up a door that shouldn't be and deep down in the pit of her stomach she really didn't care.
Ben's warmth immediately filled her body and she got started with trying to figure out her puzzle.
"The 9 goes right there." Ben said and Miranda shudder as he was close to her ear.
"Where?." Miranda asked stuttering.
"Right there." Ben said pointing to the box in the top right corner. Miranda double-checked and then wrote 9 on the paper.
Ben could tell that Miranda was nervous he could hear her heart racing. He was glad that he got this reaction from her, he loved it.
Miranda continued to fill out the puzzle with Ben's help and it only took them 3 minutes. "Dam that was the fastest. I've ever finished a puzzle. We work well together." Miranda said before she turned slightly to look into his face.
"We do." Ben said softly looking into her eyes and then traveling down to her lips. Miranda watched as his eyes and her eyes did the same. Glancing at his lips before looking into his eyes.
Ben put his hands on her face and he leaned down to kiss her lips. Miranda gasped at the immediate spark and need that coursed through her body, hitting the pit of her stomach. Ben leaned closer, and gently caressed her mouth with his lips, and this sent waves of excitement throughout her entire being. It had been so long since she had been loved, she forgot the ecstasy of first contact. Ben knew exactly what she was feeling because it hit him as well. Miranda moved her lips against his and she felt her breathing get heavy.
Ben put his hands on the side of her waist and broke the kiss to turn her to face him completely.
"Jesus." Miranda said as they broke apart. She would be a liar if she said she didn't want this man. She leaned in to kiss him once more, as she got situated by straddling his legs. A current of electricity swept through her body. She was sure her now rising desire was evident she felt him move closer. Miranda was so close, she could smell the fresh scent of his body wash, clear and crisp, that permeated her nostrils.
She could feel familiar stirrings within her; it had been so long since she felt the sensation of arousal, that it frightened her. Ben put his hands on her lower back and Miranda put her hands on the sides of his face as they continued to kiss and let their tongues danced with each other.
Ben backed up from her captivating full plump lips and broke the kiss. "Miranda we should stop." Ben said seriously trying to maintain his composure and control.
"You don't want to?" Miranda asked moving against him, knowing he was hard underneath her. Ben groaned and put his hands on her waist to still her hips.
"Hell yeah I want to. It just would be inappropriate to. I don't want to rush you into anything." Ben said looking at her.
"Listen Benjamin. You are not taking advantage of me. I know what I'm doing. I mean it has been sooo long since I have had sex so I may be a little rusty but I know you feel what I feel. It's something between us here and I don't want to ignore it. I want to explore it." Miranda slid off of him and threw her shirt over her head.
"Don't you want to explore?" Miranda asked smiling and biting her lip.
Ben dropped his lip gawking at her bra covered breast. He even loved her stomach and the inny belly button she had. Miranda stepped closer to the bed looking into his dark brown eyes. "I want you." She whispered "My body needs you. Now."
"You don't have to tell me twice." Ben said excited, getting up and grabbed her by her hand and threw her on the bed. Miranda let out a Yelp and a loud laugh.
Miranda was so turned on, it was outrageous. Ben climbed over her and kissed her, pressing himself close into her body. Miranda felt his hard on press into her core and she moaned, instantly getting wetter, if that was even possible. Ben then began to kiss on her neck. He started pulling Miranda's pajama pants down off her hips and down her thick thighs and she sat up some so he could take it off all the way.
When he pulled it down and dropped it to the floor, he looked back up at her body and he took in the sight. Miranda stared at him intently as his eyes traveled across her body. "dam " he said almost at a whisper.
"you are the most beautiful woman I have ever in my life laid eyes on, I've thought this since the very first day I saw you." Ben said looking into her eyes.
"Really? With my scrubs, scrub cap and mask on" Miranda asked.
"Beauty isn't about having a pretty face it's about having a beautiful mind, a beautiful heart, and a Beautiful soul. You have all of these qualities, although your feistiness, stubbornness and attitude is what got me first but when you took that mask of and I saw them eyes, nose, and lips." Ben said pausing studying her face.
"My God." Ben said to himself. Miranda smiled normally people don't like her stubbornness or feistiness but she found a man who was attracted to it. She smiled because he loved all the parts of her personality.
Ben got back on top of her and kissed her lips again. Miranda swore she would never get tired of his mouth. Ben then moved down to her ear and kissed and nibbled on it causing her to moan in his ear. He moved further down with his mouth to her neck, leaving a trail of kisses on her breast.
He stopped here and continued to smother her breast in kisses. He then reached behind her to unhook her bra and started to pull it down her arms. Then he went back to her breast and licked her nipples causing her to jerk forward and moan out his name. "Ben".
Ben wanted to make sure he paid enough attention to her body, every single part, he wanted to make love to her and make her body feel on cloud nine, he was determined to make this the best experience she ever had; his challenge was to ruin her for another man, he wanted to own her body, her heart and snatched her soul out of her body through a climax and allow it float back down inside.
Miranda grabbed his head and kept it firmly on her nipple as he sucked, licked, and bit. She felt like she was in heaven right now. She felt like she was going to cum just from this. Ben gave his attention to her other breast, before sliding back up to her ear.
"Miranda." Ben whispered licking her ear.
"Hmmm." Miranda said "can I taste you?" Ben asked and he felt her body shudder.
"W-What?" Miranda stumbled.
"I want to taste, lick, suck, and kiss your pussy." Ben whispered in her ear.
"Oh God." Miranda moaned as he played with her nipples with his fingers, she felt liquid pooling out of her. Miranda never had oral sex before and hearing this man say these things to her was bringing her to a climax and he hasn't even touched her core yet.
"Miranda let me." Ben said
"Okayyy." Miranda whispered and moaned.
Ben began to kiss down her body. When he got to her thighs, Miranda felt like she was going to explode. She sat up on her elbows and watched as he fisted the sides of her panties pulling them down. Ben studied her and her stretch marks she had on her thighs and her lower stomach.
She watched him kiss and lick around her thighs.
This pleasure was getting too overwhelming for Miranda. Ben spent his time down there licking and sucking on her thighs, she knew she was going to have some hickies down there after this, but she didn't mind. When Ben moved closer to her core, Miranda started to feel nervous, this was new territory and She felt so vulnerable. She could feel his hot breath on her and he took one lick to her core making her jerk her body, sending her core further into his mouth.
"Oh God yes." Miranda moaned. Ben put his arm around Miranda's thigh to steady her body from the squirming. Ben continued licking and sucking on her other lips and she couldn't help but to start rocking her hips.
"Yes, Ben right there." She half moaned and whispered. Miranda reached down and grabbed the back of his head and held him there. This man was gifted with his tongue.
The pleasure he was giving her, made her bite her lip and moan loudly as he continued to lick. Miranda continuously arched her back until she lifted her legs and wrapped them around his neck crossing her feet. She scooted closer so his head sunk in-between her thighs.
"Ben I'm about to cum" Miranda grabbed his head once more and rocked herself back and forth on his tongue. She slightly felt bad that she was smothering him with her self. Like could he breath ? She thought to her self. She was brought out of this thought as the pleasure surged through her body.
"Oh Benjamin." Miranda moaned so loud as she came in his mouth, she felt her whole body shake and her toes curled. Ben held onto her thighs to continue to lick and suck causing after waves of an after orgasm to course through her.
She was glad he was holding her up because her body went limp. Miranda whimpered from his continuously licks and finally he laid her on her back. Miranda was panting and looked up at Ben.
Ben came up, licking his lips, Miranda's juices running down his chin and nothing turned her on more.
"wow," Miranda said blushing, she felt so good inside and out.
" Doctor Miranda Bailey, you taste Soo good." Ben said as he continued licking his lips.
Her face heated up again as she blushed saying "Doctor Warren".
Ben got up and she watched as he took his clothes off. When his boxers came off Miranda jaw dropped. She didn't expect him to be that large. No wonder he was so cocky when she first met him. Ben crawled on top of her again, positioning himself at her core, leaning down to kiss her. Miranda could taste herself on his lips and it was the most erotic thing she'd ever experienced.
She shoved her tongue into his mouth, and they battled for dominance. Miranda gave up when he pushed himself into her, causing her to gasp and her mouth to form an O shape as she moaned. Ben moaned as she kissed his chest. She licked his nipples causing him to groan. His strokes were at a steady paste as he rocked himself into her. Miranda wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him down closer to her. Her nipples brushing against his chest.
"Miranda." She heard him call out in her ear.
"Ben" she moaned in his ear as she began to scratch his back.
"shit" he grunted
"sorry" she said as she bit his collarbone, leaving a mark.
"Miranda you feel so so good." Ben moaned out loud. Miranda began to move her body and meet him thrust for thrust, picking up their pace. Her orgasm began to reach its peak. She knew he felt it too because she gripped him more and he started to speed up his strokes.
Miranda scratched his back some more "I'm sorry Ben for scratching your back, but I'm about to cum" She said as tears started to form in her eyes.
"I know, cum for me" He said as he nibbled on her ear. That's was all that she needed to hear because her earth-shattering, toe curling orgasm came, causing her core to grip him so hard and she felt Ben cum inside of her sending her into a double orgasm.
" Oh God Benjamin."
"Miranda."
They both call out each other's name as they climaxed.
Miranda and Ben kissed each other once more and then he rolled off her and laid on his back. They both stared at the ceiling, coming down from there high.
"Dam." Miranda said turning to look at Ben.
"Dam is correct." Ben said caressing the side of her face.
Ben sat up and pulled the covers back. Miranda climbed in and Ben did as well. Ben wrapped his arms around Miranda and he kissed her on the back of her head.
Miranda woke up and turned to face Ben. Meeting his eyes. She smiled before pecking his lips. Miranda didn't have to ask, she already knew that this was the beginning of a life time with him.