Ben and Becs: A Novella

Chapter 2: Keeping Promises

Becs’ POV

Thankfully Ben is reading a bedtime story to our little one giving me a break. A break to cleanup the kitchen and wash the dishes from dinner. I throw my hair up in a messy bun and get to work. Total mom life and I love it. But I cannot wait to lay down and go to bed. Days of play dates, planning to finally open my dance studio and general stay at home mom work is exhausting. I’m singing to myself as I wash the dishes. I never heard Ben come down the stairs. I feel a pair of strong hands wrap around my stomach as he presses against my back. “Hey baby doll, kids are asleep.” He whispers huskily and nips at my ear lobe. “Oh good, hopefully I’ll be asleep too in just a few minutes.” I say nonchalant as I rinse the plates. “Or you can stay up and have fun with me.” His hand wonders into my panties as he presses his erection into my back. I try to stay focused on my task but my body always responds to him.  He groans as he feels exactly what he does to me. “So sexy.” He whispers and kisses my neck. “Ben, let me finish cleaning.” I force my voice to remain steady. “Huh uh, you want to have s*x with me right now.” He keeps touching me, working me up. “You’re so full of yourself, Wilder.” I try to tease but it comes out as a breathy moan. I finally set down the plates I was trying to rinse and melt against him. I can feel him smirk against my neck. He is full of himself. “And you want to be full of me too.” He chuckles darkly. I’m in trouble, its mischievous Ben who wants to play. He gets me off with his big fingers as I completely melt into him. He bring his fingers to his mouth and licks them clean. “So sweet.” He groans. I turn to face him and as soon as I do, he has me over his shoulder and slapping my ass. “Ben!” I yelp. “Shh, gotta be quiet.” He laughs lowly and slaps me again. “Oh you want to play.” I tease in a loud whisper shout. “I slip my hands under his waist band and squeeze his tight muscley ass as he descends down the steps leading into our basement. “Bad girl, Rebecca.” I’m really in trouble in now. “What about the kids?” I ask right before he flops me on the couch. He takes his shirt off and then reaches for the baby monitor I didn’t see clipped to his pocket. He unclips it and sets it down on the small end table with a smug look on his handsome face. He eyes me for a few seconds as I undress. Before I know he has me back in his arms, carrying me over to the big craft table and setting me down on the edge. “Lay back.” He grunts as he shoves his pants down and kicks them off. I know we are young parents at 24 and 25 but Ben is like a fine wine. He is oh so slowly losing his boyish charm to pure man. His facial features are getting sharper but his hair remains as disheveled as the day I met him. Big, muscular and all mine so I whimper. “You get me so damn hard, Becs.” He strokes himself just a few times. I lay back so he can slide my panties down and off my legs. “Benny, please.” I beg like he is taking his time. “I know baby doll. I got ya.” He spreads my legs and kneels between them. He looks up at me. “So f*****g beautiful.” He kisses the ugly scar from my knife wound, then my faint c section scar and kisses directly over my c**t. “Thank you Becs for giving me children and loving us.” His words are tender but his actions are wicked. I can’t even respond to his precious words before his sinful mouth is on me; taking me with his tongue. All I could do is reach for him and roll my hips into him. He grunts in approval at my involuntary actions. He lets go of my thighs to hold my hands. Its not long before I’m falling over the edge and he is there to catch me. “I mean it, Becs. You have given me everything I ever wanted.” He said in between kisses up my body until he finally hovers over me. “Ben.” I whisper as I tear up. “Shh baby, let me thank your gorgeous body.” I have been getting back into shape and dancing again now that my kids are almost preschool age. But I’m not in shape like before. I have the total mom bod going on but not for long.

Ben’s POV

I touch and kiss every scar and stretch mark left behind from her pregnancies. Her body deserves to be worshipped. After the bedtime story, the kids and I prayed. Grayson spoke up and wanted to pray for  mommy. He prayed for God to keep mommy safe. Aiden prayed for mommy to always be happy. Carter thanked God for mommy keeping us fed and for her homemade cookies. And little miss Poppy prayed for a baby sister, I may just help with that one. I wouldn’t mind another little girl either. I prayed for her to always feel loved and appreciated by us and for God to continue to bless her. After we prayed and I tucked each of them in, I felt a overwhelming desire to love on her. And to make Poppy’s prayer come true. “Come here baby doll.” I help her up and off the table only to lead her back to the couch. I lay her down and fill her. I take my time. I want to make love to her for as long as possible. Our kisses are slow and drawn out; sensual. “So perfect.” I whisper into her lips before kissing her again. Every time she tries to speak, I don’t let her. I only want her to hear my words. “We prayed for you Becs.” I continue to keep a slow and steady pace. “For your safety and happiness. For your to feel loved and appreciated by us. We thanked God for your cooking, especially your cookies.” I chuckle before kissing her tears of joy away. “That’s…” She started before I kissed her again. “No words. I want you to hear and feel me, sweetheart. Those four little creations of ours love you with their whole hearts. I love you with every single fiber of my being. I see you baby. I see your hard work that makes this house a home. I am so thankful for everything that you do for us.” Light sobs escape her lips as her hug forces my weight over her. I stopped moving so she can have a few minutes and tuck my face into her neck. She always smells so good. Wildflowers with a hint of chocolate chip cookies. She does make the best. “Once her sobs disappear she speaks softly. I let her this time. “I love my life, handsome. I love our precious babies and their incredible daddy.” I lift my head to find the most beautiful smile on her face. She captures my lips in a passionate kiss. “One more thing, Rebecca Everly. And a certain little red headed girl may have asked for a baby sister.” Becs only response was holding me closer against her as I continued making love with her. Everything is right in our world.

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“What do you think of Poppy’s request?” Becs is now laying on top of me with a blanket over us. I run my fingers over her soft skin on her back. “I believe I promised you that I would carry a whole football team of babies for you. And I never break a promise.” She kisses my jaw. “Plus I love carrying your babies.” She kisses the corner of my lips this time. “I’m so glad to hear you say that.” I smile. “But what about your studio?” I know she has been working on a business plan again. “Well, as long as I’m not knocked with triplets again, I think I can handle it.” She laughs softly. “I think you can too.” I kiss her forehead before she lays her head back on my chest. “You know, I think about that day a lot.” I say as I begin playing for with her curls now. “What day?” She asked sleepily. “Our first time. Holding you afterward and walking with you through the park. I made promises to you that day too.” I kiss her head again. “You’ve kept them all, Benny. I held onto your promises..” She never finished her thought. We both know she refers to when we were apart. She has done so well since that time of her life. She still has her moments of anxiety but they are few and far in between. Motherhood changed her. Made her even stronger. And it looks f*****g good on her. “I know baby doll. I’m so happy to keep our promises.” I wrap my arms back around her and hold her tight against me.

Becs’ POV

We lay in silence for a few minutes before I speak up again. “Make another promise to me.” I whisper. “Anything Becs.” His chest rumbles lowly as he answers. “Promise me you will outlive me. Let me go first.” I barely finished my thought before he has us sitting up. “Rebecca.” He starts as he rests his hands on my bare shoulders. “No, please here me out. You made my life so much brighter and happier. Who knows where I would be if you never talked to me at the flagpole. I could not live in a world without you in it. Promise me Ben. Please promise me.” I don’t know why but I begin to lightly sob. I know it sounds I like I am completely dependent on him but he saved me and loved me through things that most people would run away from. I just couldn’t handle losing him. He studies my face long and hard. before sighing slowly. “Baby, what makes you think I could live in a world without you? I may just die of a broken heart.” He move his hands from my shoulders to cup my face. “Just promise me, Ben. You cope better than I do.” I just need to hear him say it. He sighs again and runs his thumbs over my cheeks. “I promise to try. But you better live a f*****g long ass time missy.” A small smile tries to appear on his lips. “I plan on it.” I wholeheartedly agree. He kisses my forehead. “Thank you.” I press into him for a hug but he drags us both down on the couch as he claims my lips. I live for these intimate moments with him.

“Mommy!” The baby monitor shrieks in the quiet followed by crying. Ben groans as I reluctantly pull away from him. We dress quickly and make our way back up stairs. We found Poppy looks frantically around the living room. “What’s wrong baby?” I kneel down and pick her up. If you look at a picture of me at her age and one of her side by side, you would never tell the difference. Its incredible. “I had a bad dream.” Her cries turn into sobs as she wipes her nose on my shirt. “I’m sorry Poppy. Everything is okay now. Mommy and daddy got you.” I coo. “Remember what I said before, monsters aren’t very scary if you just wave at them. Sometimes they are lonely and just need a friend in your dreams.” Ben kissed her head and rubbed her back as I held her. She nods her sweet little head. “Can I sleep with you?” She asks with a teared stained face. “Sure my sweet girl. Let’s go get comfy.” She reached for her daddy to carry her up the stairs. It wasn’t long before Aiden came in and climbed into bed with us. Then Grayson. Then Carter. Its been awhile since we had a big sleepover in our bed like this. Come morning time, Poppy would be sleeping on top of Ben while a little boy would tucked under his arm. And I will wake up with two sets of little bot feet either by my head or jabbed into my side. I know neither Ben or I would have it any other way.  

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Sure enough I wake up to Carter’s stinky little boy foot in my hair and the other draped across my belly. Aiden is tucked under my arm with his little face smashed against my side. I look over to see Poppy sleeping on Ben’s chest. Her hair is scattered all over his face. Grayson is tucked under his arm but underside down. Ben’s shoulder keeping Grayson’s little feet warm. All five of them are still in dreamland. I use my mom ninja skills and get out of bed without disturbing my kids. I think a big pancake breakfast is in order to start our weekend. “Good morning, mommy!” Aiden is the first to come down. “Good morning baby! Want some juice?” He nods and climbs onto a chair at the kitchen island. “Is grandpa, nana and grammy coming today?” He asks with a cute yawn. Its our annual family picnic this weekend. “They are. Grammy is even bringing Mr. Eli. He’s excited to go fishing with you boys.” My mom started dating a nice man a few months ago. He is very kind and mild mannered. Worked as a family attorney for many years. He just retired recently. He is a widower with no kids, so he loves being around our family. Ben and his dad did an extensive background search when my mom mentioned him for the first time. “I like Mr. Eli. Will Jay come over too?” His smile brightens up the room just like his daddy. “He’s going to try, sweet boy. Jordan has been busy lately.” I explain. I finally have the pancake batter mixed and ready to cook on the griddle when I hear another set of footsteps coming down the steps. Grayson comes around the corner with his morning scowl in place. “Hi sweetie. Juice?” I keep it short. Grayson is my jokester but he isn’t a morning person. He nods and climbs in the chair next to his brother. Seconds later, I hear more footsteps. “Good morning everybody!” Poppy giggles with excitement. She is always the lively one; morning, noon and night. “Good morning, little miss Poppy.” She tries to climb on the other chair next to Aiden. He helps her up. He is always helping his siblings. He has taken the roll of older sibling very seriously, even if he’s older by a few minutes. “Is Carter and daddy still sleeping?” I set her juice in front of her. “No, I woke daddy up.” She smiled shyly. I know why. “Poppy you gotta be careful of daddy.” I choke back a giggle. “Poppy kicked daddy’s pee pee again.” Grayson giggled to his brother. “What about daddy’s pee pee?” Ben comes down the steps with Carter on his back. His brow raised in my direction. “Girlie here was just telling us she woke you up.” I laughed. “I didn’t mean too.” She pouted. “Its okay, Poppy seed. But I don’t why you boys are laughing. Just you three wait until you get hit or kicked.” He said roughing up their hair. Not that their hair needed roughing or anything. Ben sat Carter in seat and then sat down himself. I passed them their juice before plating the pancakes and bacon. I turn to see my family sitting side by side. Ben and the triplets all had incredibly messy hair. Then there was Poppy at the end with her crazy curls that match my own. Seeing them like this made my heart smile. “Hey, have you heard from Jordan?” I pass Ben his plate. He grabs my hand and pulls me into a good morning kiss. The boys “ewed” and Poppy giggled. “Yes, he texted me last night. He will be with here along with everyone else.” Ben said before digging into his breakfast. “Yay!” The kids cheered. “Poor Eliza has to share her Jay Jay.” Ben laughed. “Oh, didn’t you hear? Eliza has a boyfriend.” I said with a grin. “She is 17 now. It was bound to happen.” I added. Eliza has flourished with the special education program her parents got her into. She has friends and goes out like every teenage girl should. She is becoming more independent. Her goal is to live on her own eventually. I am so proud of my girl. “Oh boy, Jay isn’t gonna like that.” Ben chuckled. “I think another someone else is gonna hoard his attention anyways.” I nod over to an oblivious Poppy. She has syrup all over the place. “Oh Poppy, your hair.” She has syrup all through it. “I know mommy. I can’t help it.” She wipes her sticky fingers through her hair again. “Oh boy.” I sigh. “Finish up lovebugs. Daddy will you make sure the triplets get cleaned up and dress? Poppy and I have a date with shampoo and lots of conditioner.” I ask. “Yes ma’am. We will even start pick up the toys and get ready for our guests. Right boys?” He says enthusiastically. He only got pouts and whines in return. “That’s that spirit!” Ben stands up and clears his plates. The boys follow his lead. Ben parts with a kiss and a pat on my ass before taking the boy upstairs. I turn to Poppy who now has a small piece of bacon stuck in her hair. “Miss Poppy, never change sweet girl.” I smile. “Okay, mommy.” She takes one last bite and climbs down. She gets on her tippy toes and reaches for her plate to take the sink. “Can you get my cup mommy? I can’t reach.” My baby is as sweet as can be. “Sure baby.” We set the rest of the dishes in the sink. Poppy places her sticky hand in mine as we walk upstairs together. “I love you, mommy.” She will say this to us at the most random times. “I love you too. Forever and ever.” I said back, squeezing her sticky little hand gently.

“Stand under the water for a bit little one. We need to make sure your hair is nice and wet.” Poppy stands under the shower as I reach for the shampoo. “Grandpa told me that he will swim with me in the lake.” She loves her grandpa Matt. “He did? That’s sounds like fun! I bet he and daddy will get out the pool toys too.” I lather her hair up with shampoo. “Will you go swimming with us?” She asks. “Mommy better go swimming with us.” Ben said as he walked in. “I will go swimming as long as your daddy doesn’t toss me in.”  I notice Poppy and Ben exchange a look. “What was that look?” I ask eyeing them both. Poppy giggles and Ben goes about getting ready. “Oh I see how it is.” I tickle Poppy’s sides before rinsing her hair. “Boys are cleaned up and ready for action baby doll.” He pats my butt before brushing his teeth and washing his face at the sink. “Thank you, handsome.” I said. “Okay Miss Wilder. We will put the conditioner in and let it sit for a little bit. Lets practice the alphabet while we wait.” I turn the shower off and let her sit in the water. “A is for?” I start. “Aiden!” She shouts happily. “B is for?” She looks at her daddy as he dries off his face. “Ben!” She giggles. He give her the raise brow look. “And you.” She points me to. “Me?” I ask. “Yeah, daddy calls you baby doll. Baby starts with B.” Nothing gets by this girl. “That’s right, good job.” I tap her cute little nose. “C is for?” I continue. “Carter!” We made it to G is for Grayson when her attention faded because daddy was being a goof behind me. “Okay lets get your hair rinsed and then we will get you ready for the party.” We do just that and I wrap her up in a bed soft towel. “Can daddy help me?” She asks. “Sure Poppy seed.” He says picking her up. “Go ahead and put her swimsuit on her with a pair of shorts. I’m going to hop in the shower real quick.” I grab another towel and begin to undress. “You got it, babe.” He winked at me before turning to head out of the bathroom. He still gets to me with the simplest gestures.

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I come downstairs find Jordan and the kids watching cartoons. Poppy is all over him. As much as Jordan doesn’t want to admit it, he’s great with children. They just gravitate towards him. Ben is doing the dishes for me in the kitchen. “Thank you.” I sneak up beside him and kiss his cheek. He smiles his Ben Wilder classic. “Hey, I made you a omelet. You didn’t eat earlier.” He pins me in placing his hands on counter. “I’m not very hungry.” I go through phases of not eating a lot much. Ben doesn’t like it. He hides his face in  my hair and sighs. “But I’ll have a few bites.” He places his hands on my hips and nuzzles into my neck to kiss me. “Thank you.” She whispers. “Gross, there’s kids around.” Jordan teases us. “Hello to you too, Rhodes.” I retort and we all laugh. I give him a hug before Ben pulls me back into him and then guides me to the chair. “Eat.” He sits down the plate and hands my a fork. He watches me eat as he and Jordan catches up. That’s one thing about Ben, he will always take care of me when I forget to take care of myself.