Page 7 of Breathing Without You

“You don’t have to ask anymore. If you want to kiss me, please do.” And before I can say anything else his lips crash down on mine, he swipes his tongue out and I open for him immediately. I swipe my tongue against his and pull his lower lip into my mouth sucking on it, he lets out a growl.

“Fuck, Sugar, what are you doing to me?” he asks, pulling away from the kiss “You’re driving me absolutely crazy,” he says taking my hand and placing it on his rock-hard cock, again, and my god if it feels like this through his jeans, I’m kind of afraid to see him with nothing on.

“I'm not doing anything at all handsome, just being my normal self,” I say, pulling him down towards me by his shirt to kiss me. He grabs me by my hips, picking me up and I instantly wrap my legs around his waist. He pushes my skirt up a little and grips my ass tightly with both hands making me moan into his mouth as he lets out a groan.

“Fucking shit. If we don’t stop, we’re never going to leave,” he says, pulling away again.

“And trust me you won’t want me fucking you out here, you’ll want me to take my time with you,” he says, whispering into my ear and nipping at my earlobe.

“Let's go Sugar, I promise we’ll have a fun night tonight, but let's go out together and have some fun. It'll be a good time.” He kisses my neck slowly; his lips feel heavenly against my skin, so soft and warm. I never want to stop feeling his lips against my skin working their magic like they were made to be a part of me, sending chills through my body, sending a throbbing sensation straight to my pussy. I never thought I’d want someone as much as I want him right now and all we’ve done is kiss.

“Well, if you’d stop trying to seduce me then I’d be able to get down so we can leave.” I start giggling, trying to pull my neck away, as he gently sucks on the skin right below my ear, making my body heat up with even more excitement. Shit, I’d give anything to feel his lips against me all day long. They’re the softest lips I think I’ve ever kissed. They’re the perfect thickness, and form to my lips perfectly, I’m convinced they must’ve been made just for me.

“Fine I’ll stop, but this isn’t over with.” He puts me down slowly, like he’s already regretting this decision to stop kissing me and walks around to open his truck door for me. I instantly regret my outfit choice, not sure how I’m going to get up in this thing without showing my ass and vagina off to the worldwith my skirt sliding up around my waist. That should make Creedence happy.

“Oh my, such a gentleman.” I smile at him. “Thank you, I appreciate you opening my door for me,” I say, grabbing his hand to step up into his truck since I’m having a hard time with my skirt keeping it down like I thought I would.

“Damn, I just saw your ass and it took everything in me not to bite it.” He laughs while wiggling his eyebrows at me. That fucking smirk on his face that comes so naturally. It takes everything in me not to pull him towards me and say fuck it for going out tonight.

“Well how about I let you bite it later. When I show you how wet my panties are from you.” I say winking at him, his jaw drops as he shuts the passenger door and quickly walks around to the front.

“Is that a promise?” he says as he opens the door climbing into the driver’s side, with the sexiest look on his face. This man and his many panty dropping smiles and facial expressions.

“Pinky promise.” I hold my pinky out to him as he interlocks his with mine.

“I love pinky promises.” He smiles down at our hands.

“Really? Are you fucking with me? I always say pinky promise and everyone always makes fun of me for it.” I’m kinda shocked hoping that he’s not messing with me. I don’t think I’d be embarrassed but I’d feel stupid for just admitting something like that the first time we’re going out together.

“Hell no, I’m not fucking with you, I’ve been saying and doing pinky promises since I was a kid, they’ve always been my favorite. I will always be one to pinky promise people, no matter how old I am. That’s one thing I will never break either is a pinky promise.” He leans down and kisses my hand. The kiss is so light and gentle it’s almost hard to feel his lips press against my skin.But I can feel the warmth from his kiss, and I miss it the second it’s gone.

“Same here, wow… I've never met someone who loved doing those like I do.” I look down at our hands and I feel giddy almost like a child.

We walk into Black Velvet and it’s not that crowded yet, which I’m thankful for. I hate crowded bars, but I’m sure it’ll pick up since it’s a Friday.

“What do you want to drink, Sugar?” he asks looking down at me, I love how tall he is compared to me. For some reason it just makes me feel safe with how big he is.

“How tall are you? I know that’s random, but I keep meaning to ask.” I look up at him feeling so short in my five-foot five height.

He smiles, giving a slight laugh “I’m six foot five. Why shorty?”

“Rude.” I laugh. “I was just curious; I love how tall you are is all.” I smirk a little, I love tall men, it’s so sexy to me.

“I’m just kidding, I love how short you are,” he says, wrapping his arm around my waist as we wait at the bar for Chase or Carsten to get our drink order.

“I can't get over how sexy you look,” he whispers down into my ear sending chills through my body.

“God, I love it when you do that.” I shiver again, suddenly feeling cold now that the warmth of his body isn’t as close as it was.

“Do what Sugar?” he whispers again, and I feel like if he whispers in my ear again, I might jump his bones right here in front of everyone. I don’t fucking care at this point; his deep rough voice is so fucking sexy and hearing the hoarseness in hisvoice as he whispers makes my pussy throb and my panties even more wet than they already were.

“Whisper in my ear, god it’s so sexy.” I turn my head up to look at him hoping to God he kisses me again soon. I’ve never had someone turn me on so much from just a kiss, but honestly, I feel like his kiss alone is enough to get me off. Or maybe I’m just that horny, it’s been a bit since I’ve slept with anyone. So, I think at this point he could blow on me and get me off. That's how badly I need to be with this man.

“I love how honest you are with me and how you’re not afraid to tell me what you like, you’re going to be fun later.” He pulls me even closer to him, I can feel his erection against my lower back and it’s so hard not to turn around and wrap my hand around it as much as his jeans will allow me to.

“I couldn’t imagine not being honest with you, I feel no need to lie to you or not tell you what I’m into or not into. Even just in general I always try to say how I feel about something,” I say back to him. Loving the fact that it feels like we’ve always been this way. Like he’s never been a stranger.

“Well please, keep being honest with me. Don’t hold back,” he says, leaving light kisses on my neck, right below my ear and slowly kissing his way down my neck. I’m usually not one to be this way in public, but right now I don’t care. I want everyone in this bar to know he’s off limits.

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