Page 21 of Breathing Without You

“Creedence,” I whimper as he starts pushing one of his fingers in my ass before shoving it in roughly making me cry outfrom the pain and the pleasure. He quickly pumps his finger in and out of my ass, he’s done so much to my body that it’s on a pleasure overload and I love it. Everything feels good, my whole body is sore from being stretched in all the best ways. I don’t think any of the sex I’ve had has ever come close to how amazing sex with Creedence has been.

“Fuck Creed I’m so close but I want you to come with me babe.” I’m out of breath from everything happening to my body right now.

“Don’t you worry, Sugar.” Then he comes down onto my body, his chest on the back of my thighs slightly smushing me but not enough to hurt. He takes his left hand and wraps it around my throat and my eyes roll to the back of my head from how much that one movement turns me on. The intensity from his large, pierced cock thrusting into me, his finger pumping in and out of my ass and his hand constricting my breathing. I feel like I’m high, it’s such an amazing feeling, the pleasure so intense I feel like I could cry from how good it all feels. He tightens his grips on my neck, and I can barely get air in or out now but I don’t care. I trust him. He spits again and I feel it dripping down on me as he slowly pulls his finger out and rubs his spit around. He spits again.

“Sorry baby. I’m just making sure you’re ready.” He rubs two fingers against my tight entrance now and I can’t help but tighten my body up afraid of what two will feel like.

“Relax Emerald, I pinky promise it’s going to hurt, but the pleasure in the end will outweigh the pain. You’ll love it.” His voice comes out rough and deep. It’s so fucking sexy. And for some reason him spitting on me really turns me on. To think I’m turned on by a man using his spit as lube on my body. And that fucking pinky promise, god my heart.

“I’m trying babe, I’m just nervous it’s going to hurt bad.” I’m honest with him because I don’t want to ever hide anything fromhim. That’s not how I like things to be with anyone so I’m always up front and honest.

“Shhh, it’s okay, Sugar.” He starts gently massaging me there with his fingers and it feels too good to not relax a little. “Good girl, open up for me, Sugar. Show my fingers what it’s going to feel like when this tight little hole is being filled with my thick cock.” He slowly starts thrusting two fingers into me as more spit drips down onto me.

“Fuck Creed, I need.” He thrusts into me a little more, making me hiss out in pain. “Shit.”

“It’s okay baby just relax, open up for me and let me in,” he groans as I relax a little more trying not to tighten my ass around his fingers.

“My sweet Sugar, you’re doing such a good job baby. Relax just a little more for me.” It comes out in a deep rasp. I never thought I’d be this turned on by a voice before, but I could listen to him say dirty things to me and probably get off from that alone.

“Fuck you’re going to feel amazing when you finally let me fuck you here.” He practically growls through clenched teeth. He starts pumping in and out of my pussy a little faster before he finally

shoves his two fingers fully into my ass, sending me over the edge from the pleasure and pain. My pussy clamps down around his cock the same time he lets go of my throat intensifying my orgasm.

“Fuck babe, I’m coming,” he says holding himself up with both hands as he thrusts into me, spilling himself inside me.

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EMERALD

I stretchmy sore legs out as he collapses onto my body, my eyes heavy from the intensity of the orgasms. I still feel like I’m on a high riding a wave of pleasure. We both lay there breathing heavily, his head on my chest as my hands come up and start rubbing his sweaty back. The wetness from the sweat turning me on, knowing everything he just did to get that sweaty. But I’m too tired to act on it. This man is going to break me, he’s constantly turning me on and all I want to do is fuck him whenever I’m around him.

“Shit, I could get used to this,” Creedence says, rolling off me and laying his head onto the pillow next to me.

“Get used to what?” I hope he’s thinking what I was thinking earlier.

“Waking up next to you every day. Amazing sex every morning with you.” He brushes loose hair out of my face with his hand.

“Going to sleep with you every night, sex before bed as well.” I roll over, moving closer to him. Then I lean in to kiss him, soft, slow kisses placing my hand on his face in the process. “Sometimes you scare me.” I pull away whispering.

The look of panic forms in his eyes. I think he’s worried about some of the stuff he’s done to me, thinking he’s hurt me or like I said, that he’s scared me.

“What do you mean?” His voice is slightly rushed and panicked. “I’m not trying to hurt or scare you ever and if I have you need to let me know so I know what to avoid the next time, Emerald.” He looks at me with worry in his eyes.

“No, no sorry it’s nothing to do with sex. I just can’t believe how quickly things are moving and it scares me, but I love it.” I smile. “I feel like I’ve known you forever.” I look away hoping I don’t scare him, but he lifts his hand gently turning my face with my chin.

“Please don’t look away from me. I could get lost in your eyes, Sugar. I could stare at you all day and never get tired of the view. I love looking at how beautiful you are. You’re my favorite thing to look at before bed and you’ll be my favorite thing to open my eyes to in the morning.” He leans in and kisses my forehead. Before pulling away and looking into my eyes, again.

“You’ve never felt like a stranger to me. When I first met you everything about you was so familiar, like I’ve known you for a lifetime, you’ve felt like everything I’ve been searching for, everything I’ve always needed and that right there scares me,” he says in a hoarse whisper. “Because I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” Then his lips crash down against mine, his tongue inviting itself into my mouth as I open for him. I pull away looking at him, I never thought love at first sight or falling in love this quickly was something that was possible but since meeting him I definitely feel like it’s possible. I feel crazy for feeling this way this soon, but it seems like he might be on the same page as me and that makes me feel a little less crazy.

“Holy shit, I’m glad you said all of that, because I feel the same way.” I kiss him, then pull away. “I thought I was a psycho feeling like this.” I kiss him again and pull away. “Like I wasgoing crazy or something.” Tears fill my eyes. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why am I about to cry?

“Emerald, it’s okay baby,” he says but I cut him off.

“That’s why I said you scare me, because I was afraid how I was feeling was going to make me sound like I was a stalker or something.” It comes out quiet because I’m embarrassed by what I’m saying.

“Emerald,” he says but I cut him off again.

“Now I’m crying, and I have no idea why I’m crying.” He probably thinks I’m crazy now for crying.

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