Page 69 of Breathing Without You

“Oo...okkay,” I stutter out, getting more nervous now about what his idea could be. I slowly sit up and scoot myself towards the end of his bed and stand up. Then I slowly walk to stand in front of him.

“Now turn around for me.” His voice is scratchy. I can hear his breathing getting heavier as I turn and move closer to him. He hisses in a breath when I'm finally fully turned around.

“Mmm fuck, I love that ass of yours, Sugar.” He reaches out and slaps both cheeks before grabbing them and making them jiggle in both hands. “Fuck, I can’t wait to fuck this tight ass of yours, baby.” He pretty much growls and it makes me smile. I love how much my body excites him and turns him on. It makes me feel sexy, wanted. Needed. Desired.

“Take your panties off for me, Sugar.” I can hear the smile in his voice. I’m sure that dimple of his that I want to lick is showing too.

“Okay,” I whisper breathlessly, I'm so turned on. I have no idea what this man does to my body, but it drives me wild. I slide my thumbs through the sides of my lace thong and slowly slide them down my body feeling the wetness from my pussy on them as they slide down my thighs. When they pass my knees, I drop them to the floor and step out of them. He slowly brings his hand up my thigh before pulling away and slapping my ass making me whimper. I love it when he smacks my ass, the sting is my favorite, the different sensations it sends through my body are amazing. I don’t know if I want to scream from the pain or cry from the pleasure. Sometimes I end up doing both and I mean actually crying from how good it feels. Creedence loves my tears, he loves when I cry for him especially when I'm choking on his cock.

“Be my good girl and bend over for me, baby, show me how wet your pussy is now, my little slut.” His voice is gravelly and it's the sexiest sound ever. I bend over a little, afraid to bend too far because I'm embarrassed about putting my ass and pussy up in the direction of his face from this angle.

“Bend over more, Emerald.” He puts his hand on my lower back and pushes down a little to help guide me. “Now spread your legs, gorgeous, I can barely see your wet pussy.”

“Is that enough?” I ask, because I feel like if I spread them anymore, I might lose my balance and fall face first on the bed or ground.

“Fucckk,” he hisses out. “Goddamn is that sweet wet pussy, baby.” He swipes his finger through my slit, making me miss his warm touch as soon as he removes his finger.

“It's fucking dripping wet.” He gets down onto his knees behind me, making me nervous with his face being that close to me at this angle. He sticks his tongue right between my legs. “All.” He circles my clit. “Because.” He gently nibbles on it before sucking it between his lips. “Of.” He slides his tongue up and down my wetness. “Me.” He swipes his tongue down my folds back to my clit. “Soaking wet...just for me, Sugar.” He licks it again, swirling his tongue around my clit right in the spot that makes me weak in the knees. Making me let out a soft whimper. Then he swipes it back through my folds and to my clit again just teasing me instead of getting me close to where I want to be.

“Creedence, please,” I moan out.

“Ah, ah not yet, Emerald.” His voice comes out rough, raspy. He leans back down and buries his face in my pussy, licking up my wetness like he can’t lick it fast enough, making me squirm as he does.

“Tell me who's pussy this is, Sugar.” You can tell he's smiling while saying it.

“Yours,” I breathe out, panting.

“My what?” He pushes a finger inside of me, pumping it in and out of me slowly.

“Your pussy,” I pant.

“Who does it belong to?” He starts pumping in and out faster and I can feel the tension starting to build. I start meeting his thrusts trying to get myself closer to getting relief.

“It's yours.” I’m out of breath, my body feels so tight. “It belongs to you.” I breathe out. “And only you,” I moan between pants.

“Fuck, Sugar. Good girl.” Shit. He makes my pussy throb when he talks like that. I try to tighten my thighs together, but he catches me off guard when his free hand comes down and smacks my ass making me scream out a moan. The ache building between my thighs, getting my body closer but not close enough.

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CREEDENCE

I pullmy fingers out of her pussy and dive back in, burying my face back where it belongs. Her pussy. And once I've tasted her again, I realize I've been starving, and I don't ever want to stop. She tastes like candy, the sweetest fucking piece I've ever tasted and I'm ready to devour her until she's screaming my name as she comes all over my face.

Her pussy is so slick from her wetness and my mouth combined. It's making my cock grow harder while I imagine my cock gliding into her tight pussy and sliding out as I look down to see how wet my cock is as it's covered in her cum.

I thrust two fingers back inside her not even making sure she's ready first, I want her sore. I want her to smile every time she feels that soreness. I suck onto her clit bringing the sensitive nub between my lips, lightly grazing it with my teeth. She cries out.

“Fucck yesss.” She's breathing hard, with short breaths. “Don't stop, please. I'm begging you, don't stop,” she cries out between gasps. “Please, Creed, I'm begging. It feels too good, let me come.” It sounds like a tortured moan. And I love thosemoans coming from her. The ones that feel so good to her she wants her orgasm to come but doesn’t want the pleasure to end.

What kind of man would I be if I denied her an orgasm after begging like that? And I didn't even tell her to beg. That was so fucking sexy, giving her the release she needs is something I crave, at least when I'm allowing her to come that is.

I pull away from her pussy, just enough to tell her. “Goddamn, Sugar, that was fucking hot.” Then I dive right back in to continue until she’s exploding all over my face. So I can lick those sweet juices from her slit and suck the rest of them off of my fingers.

“Fuck, Creed I’m… I’m–” And she can't even finish before she’s screaming my name. “Fuck, please, Creed. Fuck, right there. Don’t. Stop.” Her pussy clamps down tightly on my fingers, pulsing hard from the intensity of her orgasm. I have to hold onto her hip with one hand to steady her, so she doesn’t fall.

“Holy shitttt,” she screams, gripping her thighs with her hands as her orgasm still soars through her shaking body. I continue to pump in and out of her, slowing down as her orgasm comes to an end, her body going limp, sagging against my hand.

“Fuck, you did so good. But now it’s my turn, Sugar,” I tell her with a slight chuckle because I know she’s tired from her orgasm.

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