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As soon as Ben got Miranda good inside his apartment and shut the door. His mouth was on hers. He took the to-go box of dessert and sat it on the counter before leaning down to kiss her again. His hands locked into her hair as he opened her mouth up further with his.

Miranda moaned inside of his mouth as she cupped his face, then gripped his neck. She didn't know where she wanted her hands, as long as they were on him.

They kissed each other more passionately. Of course, it was impossible to not be aroused when they kissed but it was usually the hot unbeatable lovely kind, not the "want to have sex with you now" kiss. Their passionate kissing was slow, purposeful, and consuming.

Ben broke the kiss and took a breath before kissing the side of her neck. Miranda leaned her head over to give him more access. She placed her hand on his stomach and rubbed it up and down before slipping them under his sweater, feeling his hot skin under her fingertips.

Ben caressed her body sliding his hands down until he gripped her ass. Miranda moaned loudly as he palmed and groped her. He pulled her dress up until it bunched at her stomach.

Miranda gasped as he placed his hands underneath her thighs and lifted her. She hasn't experienced that in a long time. She wrapped her legs around his waist crossing them at her heels. Ben carried her into his bedroom and laid her on the bed. He pulled her dress up and she sat up a little so it could come off.

"You are absolutely beautiful. Just downright sexy." Ben stated licking his lips as he took her body in. He hasn't had the pleasure of this image in months. He wanted to memorize her beautiful body.

Ben leaned down and kissed her again. Gently rubbing his hand across her soft breast covered in red lace. Miranda arched her back pushing her breast into his palms. He moved her the cups over allowing her breast to fall free. 

He palmed them again gently, feeling her hard chocolate nipples. Climbing on top, her legs bent at his waist and he leaned down and brought her nipple into his mouth.

"Uh, Ben." She moaned softly arching her back again.

Ben spent his time licking, sucking, and nipping on each one. Miranda cast her eyes down as he did. He sucked so hard, it felt delicious. She wanted to burn the image in her head of this man's whole mouth covering her breast. She cupped the back of his head and rubbed her foot on his back. She made sure to pay attention to the heels she had on, not wanting to bruise him.

Miranda reached for the bottom of his sweater and pulled it up. Ben sat up and took it off all the way. He reached behind her to undo her bra and she sat up taking it off.

He kissed both of her nipples again before traveling down her body with his tongue. He kissed her belly button and nipped at the skin around her stomach before traveling lower missing her vagina altogether. Miranda sighed she really didn't want to be teased tonight. It's been too long and that was her own dam fault.

He kissed the inside of her thighs sucking and licking before leaving small hickies. Running his tongue up the inside of her thigh, he nestled his face into her panties. Miranda watched him from above, heart rate increasing. She put her small fingers on the back of his head and pulled his face into her, lifting her hips a little. He licked her through her panties, his eyes closed and his breath deep and warm on her skin. He did it once, twice and a third time before pulling her panties and lips into his mouth.

As she began to moan, Ben began working her panties down. Slowly, he worked them off her hips and slid them down her legs. She pulled one foot out and left them hanging on her other ankle.

“Fuck me,” she whispered down to him.

“No,” came Ben's reply. He had plenty of time for that later.

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