Page 43 of Breathing Without You

“Be a man bro pull your balls back out of your pussy and take a fucking shot for the ladies.” Creedence laughs patting him on the back. The rest of us laugh along with him including Carsten who fucks with Creed just as bad. They’re forever messing with each other.

“Fine, let's do a shot of fireball afterwards.” He smiles at Creedence as I look back between them confused.

“Fuck.” Creed’s whole-body shivers. He looks grossed out just thinking about it and my face naturally turns into disgust thinking of the taste. I fucking hate fireball. “Fine, I’ll be a man and do a shot of fireball, I fucking hate those shots ever since my twenty-first birthday, but whatever.” Creedence crosses his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face.

“Fuck dude, I hate fireball too I thought you’d bitch out, damn.” Carsten walks behind the bar to make our shots instead of bothering Chase. Since he’s at the end of the bar dealing with a crowd of people.

“Nah man, I ain’t no bitch I’ll do it. Whisky sometimes makes me wake up naked, but it’s cool as long as I wake up naked withthis beauty.” He grabs my ass, pulling me closer to him with his other hand.

“I’ll wake up with you naked any day, you handsome, handsome man.” I turn towards him and look up at him, giving him a sexy grin while biting my bottom lip hoping to keep teasing him all night. It’s fun teasing him because he’s not afraid to show you how he’s feeling or when he’s turned on. That’s one of the many things I love about him.

“Fuck that was sexy.” He leans down to whisper into my ear. “Keep biting that pouty lip of yours and I’m gonna take you to Carsten’s office, bend you over his desk and fuck that pussy of yours,” he practically growls. “Then I’ll leave more cum leaking out of that pretty little cunt of yours.” He reaches his hand up under my dress and grabs half my ass and pussy at once.

“What if that’s what I want?” I say to him as Carsten slides the shots to us before walking back around the bar.

“Keep teasing me and that might just happen, my little slut,” he whispers again in a gravelly voice clearly turned on. He reaches around and places his hand across my stomach before pulling me back into him and I can feel how hard he is on my mid back.

“Don’t threaten me with a challenge that I’ll happily accept babe, I’d be fine with you fucking me all night long.” I wink at him before grabbing one of the two shots in front of me. Fuck this mix is going to be gross, I hate fireball and it’s going to taste foul after the lemon drop, but I’ll suck it up. I need to loosen up and have some fun.

“Alright bitches let’s do this,” Winter shouts as she holds her lemon drop up in the air. I love partying with Winter. She’s so much fun. Not that I don’t love her always, but when she’s relaxed and loosens up, she’s a blast to be around.

We all down our shots as I try not to gag. I love lemon drops, but I just hate shots, it’s a weird love, hate thing I have with straight alcohol.

“Alright man, are you guys ready to do this next shot or are you gonna be a little bitch,” Carsten asks Creedence who picks his fireball shot up and downs it before the rest of us even pick ours up.

“Fuck that shits nasty.” His tone is deep and raspy as he slams his shot glass down, then sticks his tongue out clearly grossed out from it like he might gag.

“Way to wait for us dick head.” Carsten laughs, looking grossed out himself from him doing the shot with ease.

“I told you I’m no bitch, I might have gagged a little but I never back down from a challenge, I may puke from that, but it is what it is.” He has a sexy smile on his face, I don’t think there isn’t a look of his that’s not sexy. Everything about Creedence Knoxx is fucking sexy. He’s a fucking god and he’s who I want to worship. I’ll get on my knees and beg him to please me. Beg him to let me please him and worship him as my lover. I’ll worship his cock like I need it to survive because I crave it like it’s my favorite candy. I need him like the air I need in my lungs to breathe. I love the look in his eyes that he gets when he looks at me and the smirk that comes along with it. I love the way he looks when he smirks, his light brown beard making it look even hotter, I love a man with a beard, something about it just turns me on especially Creedence’s. It makes me want to jump on him and beg him to fuck me. God I’m a psycho.

“Well, here we go ladies, I guess there’s no turning back,” Carsten chuckles, tipping his shot back and slamming it down in disgust.

I take a deep breath and hesitate. I hate fireball with a passion but I’m not about to bitch out, so I lift my shot, tipping it back, as a grossed-out shiver runs through my body, I shake myhead back and forth sticking out my tongue as I slam down my shot glass.

“Ughh fuck that shit, fuck that’s nasty.” I feel the burn in my throat still as the warmth from it moves through my body, loosening me up a little more.

“Yeah, that shit is fucking gross.” Winter shakes her head while a shiver runs through her body as well. Then gives Carsten a look like I can’t believe you made us all do those shots.

“Guess we can all agree then, no more fireball,” I shout to them over the loud music that the DJ just put on again.

“Let’s go dance, Creed,” I say, pulling his hand with me to the dance floor. “C’mon guys let’s go,” I shout behind us as I dance my way to the dance floor dragging Creedence behind me as Lil Jon ‘Get Low’ starts playing. I love when they do early 2000’s night. They always do theme nights at Black Velvet and so far, country night and the early two thousands are my favorite nights.

20

EMERALD

Winter getsto the floor with me with a big grin on her face and starts shaking her ass grinding herself into Carsten, his smile growing as she grinds into him. His eyes fill with need as he looks down at her. They are so fucking cute together.

I turn towards Creedence and give him a seductive smile before blowing him a kiss, he catches it and places it over his heart like he always does. I love that he does that; it's the sweetest thing. I turn around and start grinding my ass into him. I slowly move my hands up over my hips before reaching my breasts, then move them up my neck till I reach his neck, holding onto him from behind while he wraps his arms around me feeling my body. I’m feeling the music and the alcohol and I’m loving it. Winter and I smile at each other with a knowing smile. Each of us turning our men on as we dance, grinding ourselves against them. Right as he says “get low”, Winter and I get low with the music dropping down, grinding our asses back up against them. I take my time really feeling his body against mine, the way it forms to mine perfectly. Slowly grinding my ass right against his erection that I’m responsible for.

“Fuck, Sugar,” Creedence growls into my ear. “That feels way too good, mmm baby.” I can feel his hard cock growing against me as I grind into his body, doing my job right and making sure I tease him. “The way your ass is jiggling against me as you dance is so fucking sexy.” He groans as he moves my hair over onto my other shoulder. He leans down and starts kissing my shoulder as he dances with me. His hands come around as he places them on my stomach. I take my hands and place them over his and slowly move his hands with mine up to my chest making him squeeze my breasts while dancing. I don’t even care if anyone is watching. To me we’re the only ones here. I came here to have fun, and I’m allowed to dance like a hoe if I want to, isn’t that what bars and clubs are for anyways, to let loose and dance however you want.

I turn around and place his hands onto my ass, then pull him down by the collar of his shirt and press my lips against his. I can still taste the fireball on his tongue as he swirls against mine and it’s so sexy, even if I hate the shot. Something about the taste of lingering alcohol during a kiss is so sexy. It turns me on even more and I can’t believe how wet I am. That’s all I feel as I dance is my wet panties against my pussy from his cum and from being turned on.

“I can’t wait for you to see how wet my panties are,” I say into his ear, probably a little louder than needed but I wanted him to be able to hear me over the music.

“Mmm, Emerald.” He pulls me closer against his body, his cock is so hard against my belly. “I can’t wait to taste that wet pussy of yours.” His voice husky in my ear, gripping my ass even harder.

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