Edge of Desire
Two hours after Ben left, Miranda ordered some pizza. When the doorbell sounded and she went down to get it, she looked out of the peephole to see Ben standing on the other side holding the box of pizza. She smiled as she opened the door, handed him the money that she had for the deliverer and took the pizza out of his hand. She closed the door and walked towards the kitchen. Ben rang the doorbell again. She opened the door again. "Can I help you? Did I forget anything?"
Ben licked his lips. "Yes. This." Ben pulled her into his arms, running his hands along her sides. "I have missed you," he growled.
"You've been gone for two hours," she said panting in his ear as they moved into the house, closing the door behind them.
"Yeah," he grunted.
"Were you productive? Did you get things done?" She asked as they made their way to the living room.
He sighed. "I'm trying to right now." Miranda lay back on the sofa as Ben climbed back on top of her. He kissed her chest. "That shirt needs to come off." Miranda agreed and he helped her take it off. "That's better," he told her.
"This isn't going to be comfortable for either of us," she said.
"What?"
"You. On top. On this sofa," Miranda pouted. She poked out her lips.
"Ahh, you're so cute when you do that." She smile and grabbed his face, pulling him in for a kiss. "But I wasn't going to make love to you like this." He moved his body on top of hers. Miranda breathed deeply. If he did it enough times, she would absolutely explode. Ben looked into her eyes and recognized this. He ground his body on hers looking deeply into her brown eyes, making her heart and stomach dance. She closed her eyes and moaned. "Look at me." Miranda opened her eyes just as he stopped moving on top of her. She wanted to beg him to continue; she was nearly at her climax. Ben stood up and pulled Miranda to a sitting position. He pulled off his shirt. She watched him undress. "Wanna stay down here or go upstairs?"
She swallowed. "Here is perfectly fine." Miranda stood up and touched Ben's bare chest. Her hands went to his belt and she unbuckled his pants. They fell to the floor and Ben stepped out of them, pulling his socks off as well. He pushed down his boxers and revealed his naked body to her. Her hands couldn't move fast enough to touch every single inch of him that she wanted to.
"Your turn." His hands touched her stomach and she jumped at their coolness. "Cold?" She nodded and he blew into his hands and touched her again. She smiled. He ran a hand down the front of her body to her pants, easing his hand inside of her them and touching her gently.
Her body shook. "Ahhh," she said softly as he pulled her in. She could feel his lips curl into a smile. While she was in a daze, Ben pulled her jeans down and she stepped out of them, kicking them to the side.
He took a step away from her and said: "Damn, look at my wife." He spoke so quietly as if he didn't want anyone to hear. Miranda smiled and bit her bottom lip. Even at thirteen weeks pregnant he found her sexy and he wanted her. Ben rubbed his hands all over her body, caressing her in the places he knew drove her crazy. Ben sat down on the sofa and Miranda looked at him to see that he was fully erect. His body was eager and waiting for hers. Ben reached out and pulled her towards him. Miranda put one foot on the right side of Ben and he helped her with her balance as she gently sat on top of him. "Your legs are good?" He asked touching her back. She threw her head back and moaned. "I'll take that as a yes." He smiled into her chest, kissing the tops of her breasts. Miranda grabbed his back, scratching him. "Ahhh!" He groaned.
"Sorry," she whispered as she moved on top of him slowly.
"Thatsokay," he said quickly. "I'm yours. You can scratch me."
Miranda smiled as Ben's lips made their way to her nipples, she winced and pushed his head away. "Whaaa?"
"That hurts," she said.
"Really?" He asked. She nodded as he lifted his hips and pushed himself deeper into. Her screams were muffled as she buried her face into his shoulder. She kissed his shoulder and inhaled his scent. His cologne mixed with her perfume made her giddy. She put her hands behind her on his thighs and sped up. He looked at her and raised an eyebrow as his strokes matched hers. He kissed her chest. Miranda could feel his lips over her swiftly beating heart. Ben groaned and pulled her in, touching her hair, pulling her head back gently. He kissed her neck as he silently released the tension from his body.
The loud silence drove her crazy and she felt her body jerk on top of his, she bit her bottom lip as she tried to mimic his calm orgasm. "Bennn," she whispered into his mouth. He kissed her. When they were finished, Ben kissed her side of her head. Even in Ben's embrace, she was chilly. She trembled and said: "I love you so much."
Ben kissed her again, paying particular attention to her bottom lip. Her hands occupied themselves tracing the muscles on his back. "I love you, Miranda." Her heart jumped at her name, like he hadn't said it every day of their lives together. There was just something so special about when he said it. It always made her feel… "Te deseo."
Miranda looked at her husband. What did he just say? It sounded like a foreign language. French, maybe. Spanish? She tried quickly to piece together the phrase using the bits of her language classes that she remembered from high school and college. Her mind wasn't up for the challenge and failed her. "What does that mean?"
"'Te deseo'. It's Spanish," Ben said before kissing her passionately. He held her tightly, her breasts pressed against his chest. She was in a little pain, but the pleasure he was giving her right now outweighed that. Miranda stroked his head and put her lips on his neck, biting him a little. He groaned. "It means 'I desire you'."