Miranda woke up to the sound of a truck loudly backing up. Getting up, slightly annoyed to the ongoing beeping sound. She walked to the window on the right in the front of her room pulling the curtains back, she saw a moving truck pull up in the driveway next door.

She got up took a shower and cleaned up her house making sure to get all of Tucks toys from out of the couch cushions.

Miranda went grocery shopping and restocked her house. For it to only be her and Tuck they went through a lot of food. She open the back seat of her car and began grabbing bags stacking them in her hands.

"Need a hand." A stranger approached Miranda. He had deep muscular smooth tone voice. Miranda jumped a bit and then looked to her right towards the person. She stared for a while, the man in front of her was absolutely gorgeous. She looked him up and down speechless. He had a green shirt with grey sweat pants and sneakers on.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He said. Miranda nodded her head and tried to form the words but she couldn't.

"Uh…" was all she could say. He chuckled at her reaction. She was Stumbling still grabbing bags out the car, just then he grabbed three of the bags out of her hand that she was holding on to.

"I got these." He said. She let go and let him take the bags. Miranda nodded her head as a blush formed on her cheeks. She glanced down and cleared her throat.

"Uh.. thanks." She replied and he chuckled again. She looked up at him and he held his hand out to her.

"I'm Benjamin Warren I moved in next door." He said smiling. Miranda took his hand and shook it, looking into his eyes. When she realized she was holding on to long she dropped his hand and replied saying "Miranda Bailey." Looking down again. Why in the hell was he having this affect on her ? She thought to herself.

"Nice to me you Miranda."

"Nice to meet you too and welcome to the neighborhood." Miranda smiled.

"Thank you." Ben took more bags and then made his way towards her front door.

Miranda grabbed the rest of what little was left and followed him to the door.

They made it inside and she directed him to the kitchen. Ben sat the bags down on her counter.

"Thank you so much for helping me." Miranda said looking up at him.

"Your welcome." Ben said turning to leave.

"Wait can I get you some water or something." Miranda called out fast catching his attention. Ben turned back around he was hoping she would say that. This woman was stunning and caught his attention when she left her house earlier today.

"Uhh water is fine."

Miranda opened her refrigerator and bent down into the bottom drawer giving Ben a nice view of her perfectly round ass. Causing him to inwardly groan and lick his lips muttering "Damn."

Miranda handed him the water bottle and watched him drink it. This man was sexy and everything he did was dripping with sex appeal.

"New to Seattle." Miranda asked

"No Born and raised. Just moved to be closer to my new job you can't live more than 45 minutes away from the hospital. At Mercy West my house was 45 minutes away, but when I start at Seattle Grace in 3 weeks my house would have put me at an hour away.

"Wow your going to be working at Seattle Grace too. I'm a General surgeon there." Miranda said smiling.

"I am an anesthesiologist." Ben said sipping more water.

"How does your wife feel about the neighborhood." Miranda asked inquisitively.

"Uh I am not married, but I love the neighborhood. Ben chuckled trying to think of a way to ask her a similar question.

"Is your husband a doctor too or…" Miranda quickly cut him off replying "Divorced, recently divorced actually."

"Really divorced.?" Ben stated and questioned

"Yep. Why are you so surprised?" Miranda asked raising and eyebrow.

"Because who would let you go?" Miranda blushed at his statement.

"You don't know me though Benjamin Warren."

"Your right about that, I don't know you but I can see you." Miranda tilted her head and waited for him to continue. "You're beautiful. You said you were a surgeon so your smart beyond measures and driven. You're also determined."

"Determined?" Miranda repeated questioning him.

"Yeah determined. I watched you stack your arms fully of grocery bags and you strategically placed them. You were determined not to make more than one trip."

Miranda laughed loudly at that and Ben joined her.

"I'm sorry it didn't workout." Ben told her.

"No its ok, I got a beautiful son out of the whole ordeal so I'm grateful."

"A son, how old is he ?"

"William, better known as Tuck and he is three." Miranda said smiling.

Ben nodded his head and looked up at the time and saw it was 2:30 in the afternoon.

"Oh I'm sorry to cut this short but the movers will be here in 15 minutes with the rest of my things.

"Oh no go, it was nice talking to you." Miranda said walking him to the door.

"It was nice talking to you too." Ben said walking out the door.

Miranda close the door and put her back against the door. She couldn't explain the way she was feeling. There was butterflies all in her stomach and she felt warm all over.

A few days later, Ben was turning in for the night after a very rough work day. Entering his room, he shedded off his clothes and stretched as his bare skin drank in being free from confines. As he came down from his stretch he grabbed some shorts and opened the window in his room. It was so hot for some reason.

Stretching his muscles, his body turned toward the window which he normally kept close. He could see clear as day into Miranda's bedroom. Ben was not prepared to see Miranda walked into her bedroom fully naked and beads of water dripping down her body. He shook his head and closed his eyes, maybe he was dreaming, but then he opened them and she was still there in all her beauty. Her hair was curly and he tried to commit to memory every part of her body. His mouth watered, he tried to look away but damn she was a gift from God.

Miranda looked up at the window and her eyes met Ben's. She let out a small scream and rolled to the floor reaching for her towel.

Miranda wrapped a pink towel around her body and tucked a piece down her breast to keep it in place. She slowly rose from the floor placing her hands on the window sill peaking across to see if Ben was still there. Only the top of her head and eyes could be seen. When Miranda saw him, she stood slowly and lifted the window hard.

"Why do you have your window open." Miranda shouted with an attitude.

"It was hot. Why are you walking by naked?" Ben also shouted back.

"Because your window is supposed to be closed." Miranda huffed. "Their has been no one living there for years so excuse me if I have a routine." Ben licked his lips and tried to find something positive to say.

"Its okay I didn't see much." Miranda nodded grateful until he continued. "Just your breasts, thighs …..

Miranda slammed her window shut as well as the blinds and the curtains.

Miranda couldn't lie she was completely turned on. She saw the reaction of what her body did to his and she was delighted. She was attractive to him and he was attractive to her.

Miranda stood on her bed wearing a blank tank top and blue satin shorts with a black lace trim. She needed to change the light bulb in the ceiling fan.

Ben strolled into his room and opened the blinds to bring some light in. He looked over a noticed Miranda standing on her bed. She was a sight for sore eyes. He hadn't seen her since he saw her naked a few days ago. He watched as she tried to reach for the ceiling fan but was to short. He chuckled to him self and watched a little more. Her shorts kept rising and he was in heaven. After a while he decided to offer her some help.

Ben walked over to his window and opened it up.

"Hey you need a hand with that." He shouted across.

"No I got it Benjamin." Miranda said still reaching.

Ben chuckled. "It doesn't seem that way to me. You've been struggling for a while."

"How did you know- stop watching me from the window."

"It's a beautiful sight."

Miranda blushed and her body flushed with heat. Her body reacted to the simplest words from him.

"Okay Ben Warren I need help , my back door is open, come up the stairs and second room on the left double doors."

Ben nodded his head and did as she told. When he got in his room he mumbled Jesus under his breath seeing her up close and realizing how short her shorts were. They hugged her ass perfectly and you could see the curve of it.

"Stop gawking and put these light bulbs in." Miranda said giving a small laugh. Ben lifted Miranda by her waist setting her on the floor and Miranda bit back a moan.

She watched as Ben removed his shoes and stood on her bed. She watched as his muscles flexed and moved as he unscrewed the light bulbs. He was a blessing wearing the white beater.

"now who's gawking." Ben said not even looking down at her but focused at the task at hand.

Miranda blushed and looked away.

Ben finished up and slid off her bed. "Thank you for the help."

"It's no problem."

They stood there staring at one another. Her eyes momentarily flicked to his lips. They were right there, just waiting to be kissed. This little move didn't go unnoticed by Ben, he licked his lips. Miranda slowly closed the distance between them, she stood on her tip toes her lips right under his. She barely pressed her lips on his, their breaths mixed. The small kiss sent tingles and sparks through out their veins, pumping in their blood.

Miranda pulled back but Ben raised a hand to the back of her head, pushing her lips against his once again. He needed more, he craved more. The kiss became heated fast. She pressed against him harder, a moan escaping her lips when she felt his tongue slide over her bottom lip. Her hands moved up to his shirt yanking him closer to her, their chests collided together.

He didn't say anything except cross over to the bed and capture her lips with his. They fell together, Ben's weight pushing her down into the mattress. His body felt amazing pressed up against hers, every part of their bodies fit perfectly together.

"I want you, Miranda," he moaned against her lips. He then moved down to her neck, his tongue trailing across to her ear. She couldn't help but arch her back when he took her earlobe between his teeth, lightly pulling on it.

"Take me," she replied, her eyes shutting closed. "I'm all yours." Miranda let her head drop back onto the pillow as he kissed down to her chest.

He wasted no time taking off her shirt and flinging it off the bed, long forgotten. He pulled back and looked at her. She was absolutely gorgeous and she was all his. Miranda laid there with her hair sprawled out, half naked.

"Wow," he gasped, his eyes trailed over her upper body.

He pulled her shorts down, she hadn't put on any underwear this morning. When he pulled them over her toes he grabbed her ankle and kissed her leg. Once, twice, he moved his way toward her, kissing along her leg and when he reached her thighs she squirmed. Her breath quickened and her heart fluttered. She could feel herself burning between her legs and she spread them a little further. Ben looked down at her glistening center and licked his lips. He kissed her most sensitive spot and she grabbed the sheets. His tongue caressed it and she let out a small squeal. He went in and began Kissing, licking, developing a rhythm. When he sucked her clit and grazed in with his teeth Miranda hips shot up "oh God." She said grabbing his head and smearing his face with her juices. He slid a finger inside of her and she moaned in approval. He put his other hand up under her bra finding her nipple. He drew small circles around it with his finger tip and pinched it gently.

Cupping her chest in his hand. Ben took his finger and applied pressure by rubbing her click. "Oh yes!" She cried out, bucking into his fingers. "Right there, Ben."

His pants were becoming extremely tight, his penis throbbed at the sound of Miranda moaning. His thumb continued circling her clit as he listened to her growing whimpers and panting. She was close.

Ben leaned down, his hot breath ghosting on her center. "Let go, Miranda," he whispered.

Immediately Miranda came undone. "Oh shit!" Her body quivered under Ben's, his finger pressing harder against her clit, giving her more pleasure. It was the most earth shattering orgasm she'd ever experienced and they hadn't even had sex yet.

Ben crawled back up her body kissing her cheek, tasting her skin. Miranda reached out and started to tug in his shirt. He got the message and removed his hand from her, pulling his shirt and sliding it up and off. While he was at it, he also removed his pajama pants The shirt and pajama pants both fell to the floor, becoming lost with Miranda's clothes. Miranda smiled as she took in his body. His chest was rather muscular and toned.

Kissing her with everything he had. His lips molded to hers as their tongues danced. After breathing became difficult, they broke apart. "You still have clothes on," he noticed, seeing that she still wore her bra.

She almost laughed as he unhooked her bra and flung away in haste, then he nipped at an already erect nipple. A second flood of heat coursed through her bones as his mouth ravished her, licking one moment and biting the next. Miranda let out a low moan in the back of her throat. Her hands wrapped around his head, holding him to her chest.

As Ben continued on giving her breasts special attention, he reached down and pushed her legs further apart. Miranda sucked in air when she could feel the tip of him prodding her.

"Miranda?" Ben asked, unsure.

She knew what he was asking without him saying it. "I'm ready, Ben."

His chocolate eyes met her toffee brown ones as he entered her for the first time. Both gasping at the connection. "You're so tight, so wet," he stated breathless, still getting used to being inside her. He gazed at Miranda, who was all sweaty and flushed yet absolutely beautiful. Ben placed a hand to her cheek.

"You're beautiful." He grunted out.

She smiled at his confession. Raising a hand, she placed hers on top of his on her cheek, squeezing it. "Thanks. You're Not so bad yourself."

He leant down and kissed her sweetly on the lips, showing her how much she meant to him. It was then that he began to thrust slowly in and out.

"Oh!" She yelped, pleasure shooting through her with Ben's every thrust. He was panting with growing need to make the woman beneath him explode, and to control himself before he did. "Oh fuck, Harder, Ben," she begged. She moaned and grabbed everything she could reach. She grabbed at his back, her nails scratching his back. Her breath was coming quicker now as they both sped towards climax.

Her wish was his command; Ben never wanted this to end. He picked up the pace, as she ordered. "Damn, Miranda" he panted.

Miranda arched into his thrusts and yelped out demands, which he fulfilled to easily. "Yes, just like that! Ben, I'm gonna cum!" Miranda seemed to explode into a millions pieces as her orgasm took over; she screamed his name in ecstasy for the second time. As she caught her breath she realized that Ben hadn't stopped. "Benjamin…"

He heard Miranda whimper and slowed down but didn't stop. He hadn't cum yet and Miranda had twice. He blew on her ear before nibbling his way all over her. "Ride me, Miranda," he said, flipping them over. "You're in control."

She was exhausted but she smiled at him, "my pleasure." She moaned loudly as she impaled him from above. This was a new sensation, an incredible and mind blowing sensation.

Ben knew that this was the perfect way to come with Miranda. She barely moved her hips at first, teasing him. Her hands rested on his muscular chest helping her stay balanced. The tortuously slow pace was killing both of them so Miranda took things up a notch. Her hips rocked hard against his pelvis, her breasts bouncing as she fiercely rode him. Ben grabbed her hips and helped her pick up speed.

Ben was nearing the edge but he was only going to fall off with Miranda falling with him. "Come for me. One more time, Miranda, just one more time." He reached between their hips and began flicking and rubbing her already swollen and tender clit. At her moans of mounting pleasure he rubbed faster. He also moved his other hand and began playing with one of her nipples, squeezing and pulling it.

Miranda moaned and cried out again as her clit throbbed in pleasure. Her cry was of want and need. Miranda's final climax tore out of her with one name on her lips. "BENJAMIN!" Hearing that, Ben gave himself over to his own climax; he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Miranda!" He yelled as he joined her in sweet bliss.

As soon as they had calmed down Miranda fell against his chest. He brought Miranda to his chest, their bodies sticking and melting together. She absently drew circles and all sorts of different shapes on his chest, her touch gentle. Ben kissed her on the head before nuzzling his face into her hair.

Miranda lifted her head slightly. "Do you snore? Because of if you snore you can't stay."

Ben opened his eyes and looked down noticing that she had a smile of her face and that she was joking.

"Yes I do snore, but I'll make you breakfast."

Miranda laughed before saying " It's looking a little more like a late lunch or dinner.

Ben looked at the clock and grinned pulling her under him. "Let's make it dinner." He said kissing her lips. Miranda responded to the kiss and laughed replying "See."