Married at first sight

9

Miranda went to the kitchen and began to cook a big meal. She cut up vegetables and meat, she boiled, chopped, stirred and baked. She simmered and sautéed and all the while she was singing Christmas songs.

A short while later, Ben walked in and stopped in his tracks, looking at her. "What are you doing?" Ben asked quietly. Miranda looked over her shoulder and smiled at him. "I'm cooking dinner for us. Something special. I was pretty thoughtless and selfish on Thanksgiving and I wanted to make it up to you."

Ben couldn't help but smile back. Just the sight of her in the kitchen, her brown hair tied back in a ponytail and she had red lingerie on as she moved about working with the food, occasionally wiping her fingers on the apron she was wearing, was enough to make him grow hard.

Ben walked slowly towards her and then moved as he began to peek in the bowls and dishes and poke around a little at the food to see what she was doing.

"Did I hear you singing Christmas songs?" Ben asked her. She shrugged. "Yeah, I actually love Christmas songs."

Ben walked towards her once again, his eyes on her, and he reached his arms around her and pulled her to him in a gentle embrace. "That's new for someone who doesn’t like holidays." He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, and the moment his lips touched her skin, she moaned.

Miranda grinned up at him and he gazed at her happily for a moment and then let her go, returning to her bubbling, steaming kitchen. Ben slipped his hands behind her and rested them on the back of her hips. "Well, is there anything I can help you with?" He offered sweetly.

Miranda bit her lip and tilted her head. "I could use a taste tester," she told him.

"I would like to taste you and get you out of this." Ben said sliding his hands up her lingerie.

"I have to finish dinner Ben. Christmas is tomorrow and I'm prepping and getting prepared, also making us a small dinner tonight.

"Hmmm taste this."
She held out a bite of some of the food she was cooking. Ben closed his mouth around it and then closed his eyes, savoring the bite. It was incredible. He wasn't expecting it to be so good, and unfortunately for him, that showed on his face.

Surprise overtook him and his eyes opened and grew wide and she looked mock-offended at him.

You didn't think it was going to be good? Do you like it?" She asked, laughing at him. He swallowed. "I loved it! I just didn't know it was going to be so delicious!" Miranda threw her head back, laughed for a moment, and then looked at him with a shake of her head. "You thought it wasn't going to be that good! Well... how about that, Mr.? Good stuff, huh?" She asked with raised eyebrows. "It's amazing!" Ben smiled at her, looking for another bite a moment later.

Miranda shook her head. "You tried that one; now here's this... try this one." She gave him a bite from a pan with meat and vegetables in it. Ben nodded and chewed, and when he swallowed, he told her how good it was and she looked totally triumphant.

"That's so great!" She said happily. "I'm so glad that you like my cooking. Even though you had it a dozen of times by now."

"Well in all fairness not to this degree."

Ben wrapped his arm around Miranda once again and dipped his finger in a bit of chocolate in a bowl near him. He dabbed it on her lips when she wasn't paying attention and she stared at him in surprise. He neared her and lowered his mouth to hers, sucking the chocolate off and kissing her, lightly at first, but as his lips and tongue moved over her mouth, she drew her breath in sharply and closed her eyes, losing herself in his kiss, in the moment, and she opened her mouth and kissed him back.

She caught him by surprise, and what had begun as a playful tease, heated to an intimate and sensual moment between them both. Miranda felt as if everything around her was falling away except him; his strong arms holding her to his strong chest, his mouth taking her to breathless places she had never known before until him.

She felt her heart begin to pound and her belly tightened in warmth as his arms and hands closed firmly on her back, holding her to him, and somehow all of that together made her sigh softly. The sound made Ben pull back from her in an instant, blinking as if he was momentarily disoriented.

Miranda and Ben shared a hot gaze for a lingering moment, their lips parted and swollen, their breath short and shallow, and then they blinked and looked away from each other trying to not get consumed and just make love to each other right here.

Miranda knew what she was doing when she decided on lingerie to walk around the house in. She was ready to be with Ben sexually however, she did want dinner before they worked up an appetite.

"How about I go set the table." Ben suggested and Miranda nodded.

A short while later they were at the dinner table talking about their childhood more and how they grew up.

"You know as a kid I use to really love Christmas. Back then it was my favorite time of year." Miranda told him.

"And as an adult not so much." Ben added.

"Well this Christmas season is actually great. Singing Christmas music, decorating the house, baking cookies, our gingerbread house contest with Tuck. Our family photo shoot, which I'm really excited about those pictures to hang up. Tuck's letter to Santa.