Miranda received a text from Ben asking her to come over at 6.
She responded back that she will be there and asked him if he wanted her to bring anything or pick up dinner.
Ben told her to bring her self and that he had a sweet tooth tonight with a winking emoji.
Miranda knew what he meant and she got super excited. There was only one more item left on this list and her boyfriend was going to deliver.
Miranda went into her closet and pulled out her brown trench coat that came with a belt. She got out her black open toe lace up platform heels and set those to the side. She stood in the mirror and did her hair pulling it up and back with curls leaving a bang. She finished off the looked she wanted with red lipstick. Miranda lotion down and rubbed baby oil on her body, so she would glisten. She slid the coat onto her naked frame and closed it, tying it tightly after she put her shoes on andtied them up. She left and drove to Ben's apartment.
Miranda knocked on the door and waited for Ben to open up.
When he did, he gasped and muttered "Damn." Miranda always took his breath away.
"You look so beautiful."
"Thank you baby, you look so incredibly handsome by the way." Miranda said walking into the room.
She took in the room and it was beautiful.
He moved the couch further back in the living room and left a huge open space that had a blanket laid down on the floor in the middle of the room in front of the fireplace. There was ice cream and so many topping in bowls on the side of the blanket. Miranda blushed looking at the cans of whipped-cream. There was so many things she wanted to do.
Ben walked over to Miranda and kissed her lips. She stopped kissing him and looked into his brown eyes. The intense eye contact shocked his system. "I love you, Miranda," he said sincerely and intently.
Miranda eyes widened this was the first time that they would have said it to each other. She looked at him blushing "I love you too Ben." Their lips met again, this time with as much passion as they could muster. They both wanted to skip the formalities and make love right now, but was so intrigued with all the sweets by them.
Ben took his hand and pulled the belt open on her coat and licked his lips looking at her naked body.
Miranda helped him relieve his clothes and she sat down onto the sheet and laid back like she was on a platter. Ben looked between Miranda and all the toppings and his mouth watered. He didn't know what he wanted first. She breathed out slowly and closed her eyes tight as Ben turned back around to face her. She heard something rattle as he shook it, and then gasped as something cold swirled around her left nipple. She released a shaky breath as she felt him do the same to her right. She peaked through her lashes to see two fluffs of whipped cream covering her nipples and Miranda's pulse quickened as she realized that soon he'd have to lick it away.
Next Ben reached for the chocolate sauce. He turned and saw that Miranda's eyes were wide open now and he couldn't help but be thankful for it. He wanted her to watch the desire in his eyes grow with every sweet he placed on her flesh. And oh, was desire swimming through the very core of his body.
Ben dipped his finger inside of the sauce, and hesitated for a moment before pressing it against her collar bone. He could feel Miranda tremble beneath his touch as he slowly slid his finger downward, between her breasts and the crevice of her stomach. He slowly circled her navel before lifting his finger away. He could see that she was breathing faster and he smirked to himself as he turned away to chose his next dessert.
Ben grabbed two cherries from the small bowl and placed them atop of her whipped cream covered nipples. Next he spread caramel over her ribs and up the side of her neck. His eyes glanced back at her face.
Her eyes were closed again and you could see a little bit of redness in her cheeks. Her mouth was parted and soft breaths of air escaped from between them. He watched as her tongue slowly darted out to spread moisture over her lips, and he found that he could not stop himself from dipping his finger into the sugar bowl and reaching forward.
Miranda gasped as she felt Ben's finger rub along the soft skin of her lips and she tasted the sweetness of the sugar that now coated them. Her body felt hypersensitive to every touch and it seemed that she could never get enough of the feeling of Ben's strong hands and fingers on her.
She open her eyes again and looked at him he held a look fascination. He looked like an artist at work just appreciating his canvas.
The thought of licking the sticky sauce away from her skin seemed the most alluring to Ben, so he did not hesitate to reach for the caramel sauce and spread a line over her hips and then down the top of her legs. He then swirled whipped cream around her toes, which caused Miranda to squirm and giggle. Ben took a scoop of ice cream and place it on top of her vagina.
Miranda shivered from the coldness of it. "That's cold Ben." Miranda said looking at him, shivering slightly.
"I know don't worry babe it won't be there long." He replied licking his lips once again.
Once finished, Ben took a step back to appreciate his work. His mouth watered as he scanned over her sweet-covered body, from her sugar coated lips down to her whipped-cream fluffed nipples. Over the chocolate and ice cream covered stomach and down her legs, where a mixture of sauces had slowly begun to drip. His eyes stopped momentarily at the place that was the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
He quickly stepped forward and bent toward where Miranda lay tensely waiting.
Miranda held her breath as she felt Ben lean over her. She could feel his warm breath close to her neck, and jerked as his tongue suddenly slid down her throat, causing a sigh to escape from her lips.
Miranda moaned loudly. The feel of Ben's tongue swirling around her neck and collar bone caused moisture to pool at her entrance and she wanted him to get to her center quickly. It was torture – the way that he slowly slid his firm, warm tongue downwards, following the sticky trail of chocolate. He softly nibbled at her flesh and Miranda moaned in pleasure as he circled her navel with his tongue and scrapped his teeth against the skin of her lower stomach. Miranda began to softly buck her hips.
Ben released a sexy groan and he forced himself to move away from the area he knew she craved him to touch the most.
He chuckled when Miranda clicked her teeth in response saying "Benjamin." In a warning tone. He suckled at her ribs until he moved back up toward her breasts. He moved away from her flesh for a moment to look down at her face. It was so sexy. Next time they were definitely photographing this.
Ben bent and lowered his head to her breasts. He wrapped his mouth around her whipped cream covered nipple, and sucked.
Miranda gasped as her back arched and her hands flew up to Ben's head pulling him close. His hand moved to message the bottom of her breast as he lavished the top with his tongue. She watched as he chewed the cherry slowly. Once he finished with the left, he quickly moved to the right.
Miranda could feel his hard length against her side and she moaned as he slowly began to rub it softly against her. Watching him as he nibbled and sucked her breasts caused her to get wetter by the minute.
It seemed as though Ben was finally satisfied with her upper portion, as he started to move back down her ribcage, toward her hips. Miranda felt him place a small kiss on her side. The slightest scrape of the stubble on his chin tickled her sensitive flesh and she moaned as he softly bit the underside of her hipbone and continued to make his way downward. She tensed as she felt him near the part of her that burned with need above all else, but a sigh of disappointment escaped her lips as he moved passed it and down the tops of her legs.
"Asshole," she surprised herself by growling. She could feel his smile against her skin as he continued his journey down her legs until he reached her toes.
For several minutes he licked, nibbled and suckled at her toes until he looked at her and backed away. Miranda looked up at him. They stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity before Miranda sat up and Ben watching as the different sauces and ice cream moved down her. She pulled his body towards her center in a demanding way silently telling him to feast.
Ben glanced down at her swollen lips and back up at Miranda. "Fuck, you're so sexy," he remarked lowering his head to her core. He blew forcefully onto her center causing her once again to try and buck her hips, but he moved his hands to hold her gently.
God, her scent drove him wild. His swore he had never been harder. He lowered his mouth to her swollen lips, taking her clit into his mouth and sucking hard. Her sweet natural taste mixed with this ice cream and toppings was to die for. He could feast on her for hours and never get full.
He moved one of his hands to her core and inserted two fingers. Latching onto her clit, he stated to thrust his fingers inside of her. Miranda was moaning uncontrollably "ooh shit don't stop Ben." He pumped his fingers in and out of her while licking and sucking her relentlessly.
"Come for me," he demanded, his voice muffled against her heat.
His words threw her over the edge causing her to come while screaming his name. The explosive feeling that ripped through her body caused her to arch up and leaned her head back. After Miranda's legs and body stopped shaking she sat up pushing him onto his back smirking.
Miranda wrapped her hand around him.
"Hmnum!" Ben's groaned, his eyes closing in content. Miranda started pumping her hand up and down his length. She continued doing this for a minute until he was panting.
When she stopped, he looked at her with a hurt look in his eyes. "It's called teasing." She said smirking. "Sound familiar?" Ben didn't see anything funny and Miranda laughed again. She bent her head down to his chest, and ran her tongue up his stomach. She straddled his thighs and looked between his member and the dessert on the floor. She smiled picking up the can of whipped-cream and she squirted some in her mouth as Ben watched. Miranda let out a sexy moan as she licked her lips touching her breast and then put a hand between her legs teasing herself. She was putting on a show for him.
Ben stared at her muttering "Fuck." He watched as she put her fingers in her mouth and lick them clean of carmel ,chocolate, whipped-cream and her wetness.
Miranda winked at him and picked up the can again, squirting some whip cream on the length of his cock and around it. Pleased with her work Miranda moved up so that she was level with his manhood. She placed her tongue at the base of him, and dragged it upward slowly, making him moan loudly and causing the whipped-cream to disappear.
"Mmm you and whip cream… A good combination." Miranda moaned sending vibrations through his body.
"Oh, God, Miranda." Ben groaned. "Please."
She gazed into his eyes, licking him from base to tip again.
"Please what?" She asked, leaning in close to him with her back arched and ass in the air.
"Just- t-ake me" He grunted out.
"Well then. Like this?" Miranda said, taking his head into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it. She released it with a pop.
"Miranda Damn!" He groaned, making her smile. His hips bucked against her pleading for her to take in more. She grabbed his hips to keep his from doing that again, and took as much as she could of him into her mouth.
Ben moaned out, and his fingers tangled into her hair. She dragged het tongue on the bottom of him, and sucked, hard. He moaned, and Miranda started humming, making her throat vibrate.
"Uhn!" Ben moaned as she sucked again. "Baby, I'm…I'm gonna'…"
He was silenced for a moment, and she hollowed her cheeks out for him. He groaned loudly, coming in her mouth. Miranda patiently waited until he was done and swallowed, pulling off of him. She smiled and went up to snuggle into his chest while he got over his orgasm.
It was about five minutes before Ben opened his eyes again. He looked down at Miranda, his eyes wide.
"I fucking love you." He said, getting up and pulling her under him.
"I guessed that much." She replied, kissing him. Miranda felt him against her entrance, and he continued to kiss her before thrusting inside.
Miranda moaned loudly "please." She whispered on his mouth. He pulled out slowly, and came back in, letting her get used to it for a minute. "Faster." Miranda moaned out. Ben listened, moving as fast as he could.
Miranda yelled in pleasure, and Ben reached over to the side to grab the almost-empty bottle of whipped cream. He sprayed the rest of it on her breast again, and licked it off while still moving a face past inside of her
Miranda ran her nails down his back scratching as she went, making him hiss. He kissed her hard and passionately, and Miranda could taste the whipped cream. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, making him hit that spot inside her that always makes her scream loudly.
"God…yes….oh fuck me, baby…fuck me harder," Miranda moaned out. She was close and Ben could tell by the way she was gripping him so tightly.
"There!" she gasped. "Right there!"
Ben's mouth sucked harder on her neck and one hand came up to her head and used it to push harder into her. His other slipped between them, finding that little bundle of nerves that was tingling, and pressed down.
Miranda's back arched high in the air and her hips bucked into his.
Moans, groans and whimpers fell out of her mouth and she clutched him.
Her eyes were closed so tightly that she began to see stars and she found it hard to breathe. Her lungs felt like they were on fire and pleasure was surging through her veins.
"Come for me" Ben encouraged. "Let go."
He lowered his head and sucked a sensitive nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the peak and she flew off the edge.
Her whole body went rigid and her mind went black, nothing but pleasure radiating from her body.
Above her, Ben groaned when he felt the wet heat flood around his cock and two more thrusts and he was done for. "Fuck, Miranda."
He released her nipple and shoved his face in between her breasts, moaning into her skin as his thrusts turned shaky and uneven.
He lay on top of her for a few seconds before he pulled out and kissed her on the lips.
She smoothed her hair away from her face and gave him a smile, tiredness seeping into her body, not caring about being sticky all over.
When he rested his forehead against hers, all she could do was smile. "I love you, Benjamin Warren." She whispered pecking his lips.
"I love you too, Miranda Bailey.
Months has past and Ben and Miranda were now living together.
"Hey what are you doing." Ben asked walking into their bedroom eyeing his girlfriend with a magazine and pen in her hand.
"Looking at this Magazine."
Ben smirked walking across the room holding out his hand.
"No this is my list."
"Let me see it Miranda." Miranda handed him the list and Ben smiled reading it. 1. Engagement 2. Marriage 3. A baby preferably a girl. 4. Chief of surgery 5. Family vacation.
"Mmmm I think I can help you with this list." Ben said climbing on the bed.
"Oh do you now?" Miranda questioned smiling
"Yep let's skip to number 3." Ben said kissing her passionately.
"I like the sound of that." Miranda said dropping her pen on the floor and pulled him closer to her.