Page 6 of Breathing Without You

“Well let me know how it goes when I see you tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll see things while you guys are there, but I’m gonna be like a chick now, I want full details tomorrow dick,” he says running up the stairs.

“Will do man, glad we can act like chicks together,” I yell up to him and hear him laugh in the process. I finish up my sandwich and go head upstairs to shower and get ready for the night texting Emerald again in the process.

Credence

don’t be late, or I might punish you

Emerald

I’m a girl, I’m always late. What kind of punishment lol

Creedence

If I told you that would ruin all the fun now wouldn’t it?

Emerald

yes, but I hate surprises, now I’m pouting

Creedence

I’d love to bite that pouty lip of yours and suck it into my mouth

Emerald

holy shit, if you talk like that I’m curious what your punishments look like

Creedence

well if you show up late you might find out, or you might just find out either way

Emerald

Damn, now I’m getting excited over here. Promise I can find out either way?

Credence

pinky promise, sugar

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EMERALD

Pinky promise…What the fuck is this man doing to my damn heart here. I can’t believe he just said pinky promise. I wonder if he’s heard me say it before because that’s something I’ve stuck with since I was a kid because I just always loved pinky promises. Is he making fun of me? No, he can’t be. But now he goes and says it and it’s making me like him even more. He made my fucking panties wet in the process. Now I’m debating if I should change them or not since I just got out of the shower not too long ago.

I decide to keep them on, that way I can tease him and tell him how wet they are later, that’s if I can work up the courage and just be straight up blunt instead of shy. For some reason he makes me shy, and I blush around him more than I’ve ever blushed around a man before. He makes me feel like a little kid. But not in a bad way.

I get dressed in my black fishnet tights, my black leather skirt that is on the verge of being dangerously too short, but I don’t care I’m dressing to tease him tonight and then a hot pink fitted halter top. I’m also wearing my black high-top converse, whichhappens to look really cute with my outfit. Hopefully he likes how I look tonight.

I grab my small purse, my gum, and my phone and I head downstairs. Thankfully I’m home alone so I won’t be late from getting distracted talking to Winter. I have five minutes to spare before he considers me late, so I don’t waste any time. I grab a jacket in case it gets cold and head for the driveway.

As I walk towards my driveway, I see Creedence standing by his truck and holy shit, he looks so fucking good, my stomach does somersaults. He’s wearing a plain fitted black T-shirt, that’s so tight on his muscular arms, with dark wash jeans, making my mouth practically water just looking at him.

“Holy. Fuck. You look fucking gorgeous, Sugar. Good enough to take a bite out of.” He starts slowly walking towards me and grabs my hand.

“Thank you, Mister, you look really fucking good as well, I’m practically drooling over here.” I laugh walking towards him, closing the distance between us.

“Thanks Sugar.” The side of his mouth curls up in a smirk. “Every time I see you, I just want to kiss you, is that okay?” He cups my face with his thumb in front of my ear and long fingers through my hair.

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