Miranda patiently waited for her husband to get out of the shower. She was officially healed from her heart attack weeks ago and she had the urge to get laid. Something her and her husband did on a regular. She missed and craved his touch and wanted a release desperately.
Ben always wanted her and she figured that once her scar healed on her chest he would be ready to have his way with her like he normally does. With Ben she rarely had to initiate sex. They always had the same thought pattern when it came down to it, but sadly her scar was starting to fade and Ben didn't want to play.
Miranda had taken her shower and lotioned down just before he got home and she was ready. When she heard the door to the bathroom open she had to hold her breath from excitement. Seeing Ben in that towel did something to her body and her stomach tingled. Miranda fluffed her hair with a smirk. Being sexy, seeing if he would get the hint to take her.
"I am tore up from the floor up, beat up from the feet up." He said dragging his feet.
"Come here." Miranda said giggling as she checked his body out while he was in his stretch. His towel hanging low showing off his incredible v line that lead to his wonderful package that she wanted him to gift her with.
Ben flopped on the bed and groaned. Miranda ran her hand across his chest and down his arm. "I don't even think I'm going to put anything on." Ben said and Miranda's mouth dropped open, he was saying everything she wanted to hear. Hell yeah he could get into this bed naked. That's the point of where she was trying to get to. Yeah, he was tired but this would put both him and her out like a light and they could both get a good night sleep.
"Here let me get the light." Miranda said giggling.
"Uh Here, maybe I can help soothe some of your tore up." Miranda started as she put her hands on his shoulders, starting to massage but hearing his snoring immediately caused her to frown.
"Ben " Miranda asked tapping his face and she got no response other than a snore, confirming his sleep.
Miranda blew out a breath and bit her lip. She felt her eyes tearing up as she put her head against the headboard. She never saw her self in a million years about to cry because she couldn't have sex but she was addicted to Benjamin Warren and he was right here in front of her. Body hot from the shower, naked with only a towel covering him, but the saddest thing was him like this in their bed snoring.
Miranda was sexually frustrated and the only thing that she wanted was him and she slightly knew why he was doing this. She let it slide this morning because he knew dam well that when she threw her leg across his, that she wanted sex and he tried to distract her with a gift box of pills. Her husband was the worse when it came to gifts. Sometimes he was on point with them and some days it was a sinking ship. She loved her necklace he gave her when she became chief though. Her necklace with the 3 diamond encrusted circles. He told her that he bought that because it represented her, Ben and Tuck and she loved it even more.
Miranda looked over at her sleeping husband once more and she examined him. Eyes closed, laying on his back and she smirked. He didn't want to play with her, so she would play with her self.
Miranda placed the backside of her fingers along her sides and ever so lightly scratched down the sides with her fingernail, raising goosebumps and causing a ticklish tingle to creep across her body. A hot flush crept across her, chest and neck.
As she thought about Ben and what he would be doing right now to her neck and nipples, she snaked her right hand down, pushing her dress up to sit on her stomach and into the waist of her panties, parting her lips with her middle finger to find wetness already building there. Miranda lazily stroked her lips, coating them with moisture and feeling them begin to swell. Once her arousal began to build in earnest, she decided to take her night gown off. She reached down a lifted it up, pulling it over her head, taking her bra off next and laying it on top of Ben's towel that he had on.
Miranda settled back in and she snaked her hand back down where it belonged, sliding her royal blue lace panties to the side. She looked over at Ben as he was dreaming, and here she was day dreaming of sexing him. Seeing the lithe, muscular body of him in various positions and scenarios gave her the thrill she needed. Miranda felt her heart pound in her chest and the warmth spread over her body as her lower abdomen twinged. She let out a soft moan as she rested one finger against her clit and felt it pulse on its own accord. Slowly she stroked it, imagining Ben and her in her favorite position, the Lotus; sitting up, chest to chest, her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his back or neck. To be in the position they always were in the center of the bed. She loved when they had angry sex as well. She never told him this but he already knew that she was down with rough, passionate making love just as much as she loved slow hot sensual passionate making love. But boy it was something about when they were angry. The grabbing would be just right and the rough kisses and pulling of her hair. She loved to lay back with him on top of her and her legs would be spread as wide as they could go. He would put his hand on one of her legs and the other around her neck not hurting her at all but providing and intense thrill of ecstasy. That same hand around her neck would be the same one that she would hold onto as she looked into his eyes.
Licking her already sticky fingers, she tasted the sweetest of her juices and returned her now wetter finger to her core.
Miranda traced slow circles around her clit until it grew and peeked out from the hood. Miranda slid the middle finger of her left hand deep into her core, which was swollen enough to feel tight even around the lone finger.
"Oh shit Ben." Miranda moaned loudly from the feeling.
She looked over to see him turn his head in his sleep.
Miranda paused long enough to remove her panties and she threw them on top of Ben's towel as well. Miranda quickly dipped her right fingers in and dragged moisture out to coat her lips and clit. Reaching down with her left hand as she circled and thrummed her clit with her right hand, Miranda curled her finger against her swollen inner wall and the first warm waves of pleasure washed over her causing her to jerk slightly.
"Yes Ben." Miranda moaned out loudly once again.
Ben woke by the bed's motion while it was still dark. Looking at the clock it was just past 12:00 in the morning. Ben thought Miranda had gotten up to use the bathroom, but when he turned he saw her sitting up on the bed with her legs spread open next to him.
Lying on top of the covers, she was massaging her right breast with her left hand while her right hand was hidden below her legs. Eyes closed and breathing heavily, her hands were gently working her sex.
Miranda's neck and face flushed with heat and her breathing started to get ragged. Pumping her right hand inside, Miranda used her left hand and pinched first one nipple and then the other firmly, giving them a little tweak and felt another wave of ecstasy roll through her, causing her to clench around her fingers. She cupped her heavy left breast and thrummed her thumb over the tight, hard nipple, sending deep vibrations through her whole body.
"Dam it Ben fuck." Miranda moaned out biting her lip.
Closing her mouth, she moistened her lips with her tongue. Her breathing became a little more labored. Ben could feel his arousal coming on as he watched.
Suddenly her eyes opened and she saw Ben in shock while lying next to her.
"Oh I'm sorry baby I didn't mean to wake you. I know you are tired. Go back to sleep." Miranda said breathlessly ash she stared in his eyes.
"Go back to- no Miranda are you crazy. I'm up now and suddenly not so tired." Ben said looking at her and then his eyes looked at her bra and panties that was discarded on top of him.
"Let me do it," Ben said reaching out touching her hand that fingers was moving in and out of her.
Miranda popped his hand. " No I got this. When I wanted you to make love to me, you disregarded me not once but twice. I can handle this on my own." Miranda said never stopping the motions of her hand.
Ben frowned at her words. "Miranda." Ben whined.
Hearing her name leave his mouth caused her body to feel like it was set on fire. Even though it was out of context Miranda moaned out " Bennn." In response to her name.
She would love nothing more than for his thick long fingers to be pumping in and out of her but she had to do this solo for the principle of punishing him.
She added another finger and resumed stroking and stretching her channel, At the same time Miranda started strumming her clit with her left hand, and increased the pace of the curling inside her. She set a languid pace of steady
It felt good, but in a deeper, way- like the baseline of a song while the finger pumping in her core was the up tempo treble and her other finger on her clit the rapid, random, rhythmic drumming. Miranda closed her eyes and tried to control her breathing as she felt the roiling and squirming in her abdomen, the pulsing and clenching deep in her womb that sent a warm wave through her abdomen, chest, and even her throat.
Miranda snapped her eyes opened, the only person she wanted to see was her husband and just like she expected his eyes met hers instantly. She kept his gaze and licked her lips as her tounge swiped across her teeth before she bit her lip.
"yes Ben, just like that." Miranda moaned as she began to rock her self on her own hand.
"Oh God I love you." Miranda cried out.
Her eyelids fluttered and her thighs trembled as the heat built inside and warmed her with a slow, but deep orgasm.
"Benjamin Warren." Miranda yelled.
As Miranda pulled her fingers out, her core grabbed at them, protesting the emptiness. She dared the slightest touch on her swollen, soaking clit and was rewarded with a fluttery, tingly aftershock.
She gently tickled her sides, ribs, under her breasts, and upper thighs, trying to draw out the moment. When her pulse slowed and the squeezing subsided and the warmth inside ebbed away. Miranda looked at Ben as she put her fingers in her mouth cleaning her hand. She moaned once more at the taste.
"Wanna taste." Miranda asked with a sultry voice and she watched as Ben nodded his head like a love sick puppy. Miranda pulled him into her and pressed her lips against his. She heard him moan as he tasted her on her lips. Miranda kissed him hungrily and nastily. Her tongue swiped against his in a passionate way and she sucked on his tongue before pulling back.
"I had trouble sleeping. I needed that release, no thanks to you… goodnight Benjamin." Miranda said turning on her side.
She lifted the cover up and got underneath them. She heard Ben groan and she silently giggled sleeping her mind blissfully blank.