Page 13 of Breathing Without You

“Why are you going to punish me?” She slowly slides her tongue across her bottom lip, making me wish it was brushing the tip of my cock instead of that plump lip of hers. Who knew you could be jealous of someone’s body part, but I sure am jealous of her lips getting to feel that warm tongue against them.

“Oh Sugar, you’re going to love everything I’ll do to you and not just today. Always baby.” It’s true she’s never going to be unsatisfied when she fucks me.

I don’t know how much more I’m going to be able to take with her beautiful body on me like this. I might not be able to do what I have in mind.

To get my mind off things I slap her breast lightly and her head snaps down to look at me as she moans.

“Shit Creedence,” she moans out. “Do that again.” She practically begs, and I smile. I knew she was going to be fun to play with.

So I slap her breast a little harder this time and pinch her other nipple, then lift her body to smack her ass, hard. She lets out a tortured moan. The kind where it feels so good it’s almost like torture, because you need the release.

I grip both of her ass cheeks, I’m not nice about it, because she winces when I do it. I lift her body up and slap both of her ass cheeks, then push her down and grind her onto my hard cock. She starts grinding herself onto me as I reach up and pinch her nipples again.

“God, Creedence,” she moans. I love the way my name sounds on her lips. I slide my hands down her body and stop when I reach the top of her shirt, grabbing the fabric I rip it straight down the middle exposing the rest of her body to me.

“Shit, that was my favorite shirt.” She’s not angry though, she smiles at me with a look in her eyes like it excited her more. “God, that was so hot though,” she groans, her eyes full of lust. She is just so beautiful.

“Sorry babe, I’ll buy you another one,” is all I say. The only thing you hear is her heavy breathing. Well, both of our breathing really because I’m getting even more worked up too. The sound of her breathing, mixed with all the different sounds of her moans, is an even bigger turn on.

I slowly push her off me where she’s sitting on her knees and get to my knees as well. Then I pull my T-shirt off, throwing it on the floor and then I pull my jeans off all the way. Leaving me injust my wife-beater and boxers. You can see how hard I am from my erection straining against the fabric of my boxers. Emeralds eyes go wide as she looks down, I’m not exactly your average size and you can clearly see that from just my boxers alone. It’s hard not to smirk a little at her reaction. Or the red color that’s creeping up her cheeks as she blushes from me catching her reaction.

I push her body back onto the bed, smirking a little when she winces from the pain of her tied up arms. Trust me I’m not just some asshole, I just like to make sure the girls I fuck are sore, with marks left on them to remember me by. Everyone I’ve fucked has always enjoyed what I do. If they don’t, we stop, I don't force anything on anyone. That’s why I like to double check as we do things to make sure we’re on the same page.

“Fuck, my arms Creed, they hurt.” She wiggles her body to try and find a comfortable position.

“Good, they’re supposed to,” I look over at this beautiful masterpiece lying on my bed waiting for me to use her for my pleasure. The only thing that's left are her panties. I pull them ripping the fabric making her whimper as the torn fabric bites her skin.

“Shit, please Creedence,” she moans out, I bring them up to my nose sniffing them, making her blush. Fuck. If she tastes as good as she smells I’m about to die and go to heaven just from eating her pussy alone.

“Fuck, Sugar. Your pussy looks so good, I can’t wait to see how you taste.” I push her thighs open.

“Look how wet you are for me, baby.” I swipe my finger through her slit, a moan escaping past her lips.

“Please Creedence, I need you!” She cries out breathlessly. I think this is enough torture for the both of us, I guess I’ll have to save the rest of it for next time.

I scoot her to the edge of the bed getting down onto the floor, kneeling down my face right in front of her pussy. Fuck I can’t wait I know she’s going to taste so good. I throw her legs over my shoulders, placing my hands on her thighs to hold her in place, I don’t want her moving on me. Then I swipe my tongue across her pussy. Lingering on her clit before sliding my tongue back down and pushing it inside her. Fuck, this mouthwatering sweetness is something I’d love to eat daily, my favorite fucking meal of the day.

“Ohhh Goddd!” Her voice cracks as she moans turning me the fuck on. I’m rock fuckin hard, it’s almost painful. I slide my tongue back down, sticking it inside her entrance again and I let out a groan myself. Fuck is her pussy amazing.

“Goddamn baby, you do taste sweet. Just like fucking sugar.” And I slide my tongue back up to her clit, swirling it around before wrapping my lips around the sensitive nub and sucking on it.

“Ahhh god, please Creedence, please,” she pants, and I can tell she’s already getting close.

I pull away and take my finger, swiping it up and down her pussy to get it wet before sticking it inside her, she cries out as I pump it in and out of her slowly, torturing her with pleasure.

“Don’t you dare come yet, Sugar,” I tell her because I won’t let her come until I’m ready for her to come.

“Wh…what? Please Creedence I’m so close,” she whimpers, breathing heavier.

“Ah. Ah. Ah Sugar. Not yet,” I say before I start licking her clit again, in just the right spot that I know will get her where I want her, even if I won’t let her come just yet.

Her body starts trembling, her legs shaking on my shoulders, and I know she’s there, she’s about to come. Shit does my cock hurt, I can’t wait to thrust inside her fucking pussy.

“Creed, please… I’m about–” And then I stop and pull my finger out of her. “Fuck, please, I was about to come,” she says, pouting a little.

“I know you were, but not yet Sugar. Don’t worry I promise it’ll be worth it.” I smile at her and then stick my finger into my mouth sucking off the rest of her wetness. Mmm I could taste her every day and never get sick of her.

“God, you taste so fucking good, I could lick your pussy all day baby,” I tell her as I help her sit up.

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