Page 8 of Breathing Without You

“What can I get you guys?” Chase asks. “Oh hey, I didn't realize it was you guys, do you want your usual?” he says, looking back at us with a confused look on his face.

“Yes please, cherry vodka and Sprite,” I remind him in case he forgot.

“Ohh cherry vodka, another thing to make you taste sweet later,” Creedence says, letting go of my waist and sitting on the stool next to me, pulling me into him. My stomach pressed up against his hard cock, from where I stand.

“You sure sound positive that something will be happening later.” I look up at him, he’s still taller than me sitting down so I have to look up to look into his eyes.

“Well, I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to but I promise you you’ll love it,” he says with that sexy side smirk of his. That smirk is going to get me pregnant one day. I can’t believe I just thought about having a baby with Creedence, what is going on with me? Not that having a baby with him is a bad thing, but because it’s so soon and we aren’t even a couple yet is why the thought shocked me.

“Maybe I’ll make you wait and just tease you all night.” I smile at him, maybe I’ll stick to that idea. I'm not sure if I want to sleep with him yet. I don’t know if he’s a man whore and sleeps around, so I’m afraid if I do that’ll be the end of this and I’m not ready for this to end yet.

“Here you go guys, do you want me to start you both up a tab?” Chase asks us while setting our drinks down in front of us. I grab my purse to get my card out, but Creedence beats me to it and gives Chase his card.

“Yeah, that’s fine, I’ll be paying for Emerald’s drinks as well,” he says, shooing me away with my card, he’s holding my arms in one of his hands, that’s how huge his hands are, that way I can’t give my card to Chase, or fight him. I’m not gonna lie the thought of him holding my wrists’ during sex is turning me on. What is wrong with me? First, I talk about him getting me pregnant now I’m talking about us having sex. I need to get laid soon.

“Alright gotcha man,” he says, taking his card from him and walking away. I lost my fight in trying to pay for anything tonight because being here where Chase and Carsten both own the bar, they’re going to take Creedence’s payment over mine.

“Thank you, you didn't have to do that. I can pay for my drinks; I would feel bad making you pay for them.” I turn to look at him so I can see his face better now. Every time I look athim, I feel like I find something new I like about him, whether it’s a facial expression, a different smile on his face. His facial features, I don’t know. I could study this man over and over and never get tired of looking at him.

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to and besides I’m the one who said you were coming out with me, so I’m going to be paying for your drinks.” He pauses for a second. “Remember I said we were going out getting drunk and having a good time.” He leans in and kisses me slowly. I open my mouth instantly inviting his tongue before he even swipes his against my mouth, then I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and bite it. He lets out a soft growl before pulling away and placing his forehead against mine.

“You’re driving me crazy; you know that?” he asks. “Damn Sugar, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” he says pulling me in by my waist, loving the way his strong arms feel around me.

“What do you mean?” I’m curious now, I think I know what he means, but I want to be sure, and I want to hear him say it.

“I have a feeling that no matter how much I’m around you or how much I get of you, I’m going to keep wanting more…from you and only you.” He wraps his arms around me, hugging me before standing up. “Let's go dance, Sugar.” He starts pulling me with him to the dance floor.

It’s a slow song so he wraps one of his strong arms around my waist pulling me in close. I could get used to this; I love the way my body feels close to his. I feel safe with him. I put my right hand in his and my left hand on his shoulder. I lay my head onto his chest and can hear his heart racing; it feels exactly how mine is racing right now. He makes me feel different than any other man has ever made me feel before, which is so strange for someone I really don’t even know.

I’ve dated men for years or months and haven’t even experienced these feelings before.

4

EMERALD

When the songs are over,he places his fingers on my chin gently lifting my face as he leans down and kisses me, his tongue swipes across my bottom lip. I open my mouth trying not to moan out, his tongue swirls with mine, his other hand slides down my back to my ass, and he grips it tightly, possibly tight enough to leave a mark on it. I can’t control myself as a moan slips out of my mouth and I pull away before I get too carried away.

“God damn babe, that was sexy,” he groans into my ear. “I can’t wait to hear you moan my name,” he says, licking my ear lobe slowly. He gives me goosebumps, something else I’ve never experienced before with other men. I love it though.

“Oh Creedence.” He cuts me off before I can finish what I was going to say.

“Do you like it rough, Sugar?” he whispers gruffly, pulling away from my ear, the intense look of hunger in his eyes. That is if hunger had a look. Mr. Creedence fucking Knoxx, this sexy man standing right in front of me is now the definition of the look of hunger. He is the owner of this sexy look. He stands there staring at me with a look like he wants to eat me alive but inthe best way possible, and I’m all for it. This man can do as he pleases to me, and I don’t think I’d stop him. I don’t think I’d have it in me to tell him no because whatever he has planned for me and my body I need it, I crave it and I don’t even know what it is yet, but I won’t complain because as long as it involves his body and mine, I’m ready.

“I…umm, I don’t know honestly. I’ve never been with someone who was into rough sex or anything like that.” I look up into his brown eyes that look like pools of whisky. His mouth curls up into a delicious grin showing off his sexy dimple.

“Mmm damn, well I can’t wait to see what you like.” He winks at me, his grin growing into a full smile. God his smile does something to my heart that makes it feel like it’s racing but beating slowly at the same time.

“Come on, let’s go take a shot.” He laces his fingers through mine and walks towards the counter with me. Everything about this man next to me just makes me feel safe, and the way he holds my hand and pulls me closer to him makes me feel wanted, needed in more than just a sexual way.

“Okay, wanna do a lemon drop? Those are my favorite,” I yell to him so he can hear me since I’m slightly behind but pulling me close to him while holding onto his hand tightly, so I don’t get lost in the crowd that slowly grew while we were dancing.

“Anything for you, Sugar,” he yells back down to me. I bite my lip trying to hide my nerdy, cheesy grin that’s trying to creep up on my face because of what he had just said to me. It wasn’t even anything super romantic or sexual or whatever but something about the meaning behind it

Anything for you Sugar. I think he truly means that he’d do anything for me. Unless I’m overthinking it. You know like most girls tend to do. What’s next, I’ll be planning my wedding with Creedence? Calm down Emerald, you're reading too much into this.

We both grab a stool, and I spin sitting to where I’m facing towards him, so he pulls me closer to him and spreads his legs around each side of me to where my legs are between his then he places his hands on my hips, scooting me a little closer. I love how he’s always finding a way to touch me and have his hands on me. It makes me feel wanted, like he needs me near him to feel complete.

“So, tell me about yourself,” he says to me while we wait for Carsten or Chase to come over this way.

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