Breathing Without You (The Courtlynd #2)

8. Emerald

8

EMERALD

I can feel my wetness dripping down my thighs from how turned on I am. I’ve never been this wet before, I’ve never even been this turned on before and holy shit am I turned on.

“Stand up Sugar, I want to feel how wet you are for me.” I don’t think I could tell Creedence no even if I wanted to. The way he talks and demands things is so attractive. I slowly move my legs, they’re sore from being on my knees. He reaches out and places his hands on my arms, helping me up as I slowly stretch my shaky legs. I turn my head to wipe my chin on my shoulder, but he stops me before I can.

“Ah. Ah. Ah Sugar.” He walks away into the bathroom for a second and comes back out with a washcloth in his hand. Walking up to me he gently wipes the rest of the spit and I’m assuming cum off my mouth and chin.

“Thank you.” I smile at him because it was sweet of him to do it for me when I could have done it myself.

“Anything for you, Emerald.” He gently kisses my forehead before walking away again to put the washcloth back into the bathroom.

He keeps walking towards me until he’s right in front of me, stopping until his chest touches my nipples. The warmth sends goosebumps across my skin, making my nipples harden more.

“I need to feel you inside me,” I whisper to him. Then he leans down, his mouth crashing against mine.

“You sound so sexy saying that, Emerald.” His lips find mine again before swiping his tongue against my lips and I instantly open them for him. He swirls his tongue against mine, sucking it into his mouth making me moan, before he bites my lip.

“Please Creedence, I need you to fuck me.” My body is wound up so tight, if I don’t get some release now I feel like I might explode.

“Is that what you want, Sugar?” His hoarse voice causes the butterflies in my stomach to stir a little. It almost sounds like a growl. “You want my cock in that tight pussy of yours?” He’s out of breath as he speaks, you can tell he’s turning himself on even more in the process of saying it.

“Yes…” I breathe out. “Please Creedence, please fuck me. I… I–” I don’t get anything else out before he pushes me back onto the bed, landing on my sore, tired arms.

He slowly crawls over me pinning me in with his arms on each side of my head. His cock sitting at the entrance of my pussy, I thrust my hips up, the tip sliding in a little. Holy shit he’s huge, god he’s going to feel so fucking good.

“Fuck Sugar,” he breathes out again. “Your pussy is going to feel so amazing.” And without warning he thrusts himself inside of me, making me wince from the pain of him not allowing me the time to get used to his thickness or piercings. It makes me feel so good and so full.

“Shit,” I moan out. It hurt, but fuck did it feel so god damn good. “Please don’t stop… I need to come,” I groan out as he thrusts back in deep, filling me all the way and I cry out from the pleasure. It feels too good to keep my moans in.

His piercings sliding against me inside, sending chills every time he thrusts in and out of me. He wasn’t lying when he said it would feel amazing, because I’ve never had sex feel this good before. This is the first time we’ve had sex, and I think he’s just ruined sex with anyone else.

“Tell me who your pussy belongs to Emerald.” He gives a slight smirk, it’s almost like he read my mind and knows what I just thought about, because that’s exactly what just happened. My pussy just became his and he knows this., I will no longer be able to have sex with anyone else now. His cock is too good. It’s like it was made just for me.

I moan out because it turns me on hearing him say that. “You Creedence, my pussy is yours. Oh god, it’s yours,” I moan. “Please, make me come.” My body is wound up and my muscles are tight and sore. My pussy won’t stop throbbing in the best way, I need this release, and I can’t even touch myself to fix that.

He pulls out of me and I instantly pout. “Don’t stop, please I was so close. I need to come Creedence,” I groan out.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m not done with you yet,” he whispers into my ear and shit it is so sexy the way his voice sounds deep and husky. Another thing to add to the list of things Creedence does that turns me on. He sits up and flips me over onto my stomach, bringing my ass up into the air, and thrusts right back into me. I turn my head to the side so I can breathe and watch him bring his hand up and smack it down hard onto my right ass cheek. Sending a sharp burning pain through me that makes me moan. I never thought I’d like being spanked but holy shit.

“Ohh goddd,” I moan because it feels even better this way with his piercings, and him smacking my ass intensified the pleasure. He rubs his hand against the sensitive skin and slaps again, making it sting more. “Shit, don’t stop Creedence.”

“Fuck, I couldn’t even if I had to. Your pussy is amazing, Sugar,” he practically growls, and he smacks down again onto the same spot, the stinging even more intense than it was before, but it’s getting me closer.

He’s pounding into me. Gripping my hips hard now, hard enough to where I know I'll have bruises, and I don't even care. Let him leave bruises. He lets go of my hips and grabs me by the back of my hair pulling me back towards him, my back to his sweaty chest, he pulls my head to the side and bites down onto my neck hard.

“Oh god Creedence please.” Is all I can keep saying because it’s like my body just keeps getting wound up tighter and tighter. Like a bomb waiting to explode.

He sucks on my neck hard. I’m sure it's hard enough to leave a hickey and I don’t even care, let him claim me, let him leave his marks on me, I’m his canvas to use however he pleases.

“You like when I suck and bite your neck baby?” He licks my neck where he was just biting before sucking on the same spot again. God his tongue, the way it moves across my body feels magical.

“Fuck yes,” I moan out, my body starts shaking, I can feel the intensity of my orgasm building in my core. Whatever is about to explode inside me is going to kill me, I just know it. He brings his hand forward, reaching between my legs. Putting his fingers against my clit massaging it and fuck does it feel so good. Sooo fucking good. I could cry from how good the pleasure feels. That’s how intense everything is right now.

“I’m getting close Sugar, are you ready to cum with me?” he asks, panting into my ear, he groans out a deep groan. I don’t think there’s anything this man does that isn’t a turn on because fuck was that sexy.

“Yes, yes I’m about to please…don’t… Shittt Creed.” And then my body explodes, my orgasm shooting through me, my pussy clamping down around his large cock, the piercings intensifying everything. I scream out my moans, I can’t even control it, the pleasure is so intense the moans come out into screams naturally. Yep, I’ll never be able to sleep with anyone else ever again.

“Fuck, that was amazing.” I barely get the words out because I’m so out of breath.

“Goddamn that was.” He collapses onto the bed next to me, we lay there panting, staring at each other. “Shit, let me untie your arms babe.” He gets up undoing the belt as my arms fall slowly to my sides, I lay there letting the feeling come back to them.

“Your pussy and your mouth are like fucking drugs I swear,” he laughs, shaking his head. “You’re going to become a very addictive problem for me, Sugar. I don’t know what you did to me while we were fucking with your pussy, or while you were sucking my cock, but damn.” He lets out a long sigh and I giggle a little. He makes me feel so good, not even because of the sex. He makes me feel alive, happy, and other feelings I’m not sure how to put into words yet.

“I mean, really you did all the work; I couldn't do much with my arms tied.” I let out a breath before I continue talking, because I’m still a little out of breath from the sex, and right when I go to open my mouth to talk, he cuts me off.

“Oh no, don’t you give me all the credit. That mouth of yours. Mmm fuck. And your pussy, fucking sucked me in like it wasn’t going to let go, shit you’re so fucking tight it’s amazing.” He starts laughing and then he looks over at me and slowly moves me onto my side, pulling me into him. He wraps his warm, strong arms around my waist, and I lay my head down next to his.

“I wanna go get some fresh air after that, it’s stuffy in here and I’m fucking sweating. But I don't want to move yet.” He’s still trying to catch his breath. I watch as his tattoo’s rise and fall across his muscular chest and my thoughts go back to how I still want to lick across his muscles, maybe leave a few hickies on him, leave my marks too.

“I gotta stop at my house and grab something to change into, unless you need me to leave.” And he cuts me off again with a kiss, his lips gently brushing against mine a couple times before he pulls away.

“Shut up.” My jaw falls open and I have a confused look on my face, while I try not to laugh because I’m so confused as to why he just told me to shut up. “You’re not going home; I’d love for you to stay the night if you can,” he says, pulling me in closer to him, and this is why he told me to shut up. I guess this passes as a good enough reason to cut me off for the second time, especially if sleeping over involves his cock inside me again.

“I was gonna say, excuse me, why did you tell me to shut up, but now it makes sense.” I laugh now, because I can’t hold it in anymore. “I’ll still need to run home really quickly to grab some clothes though.” I roll over sitting up, wrapping my arms around myself since I'm cold now that his warm body isn’t next to me. I could get used to being around his warmth all the time, especially since I’m always cold.

“Who said you’ll be wearing clothes?” He laughs, wiggling his eyebrows. All he has to do is flash that smile and I can’t say no, it is humanly impossible to say no to a smile that sexy.

“This is true, but I’ll need you to keep me warm or I'll freeze all night.” He gets up and walks over to his closet grabbing a hoodie for me to wear and throws it onto the bed next to me.

“Ooo yes! I hope this wasn’t a favorite because you’re not getting it back now.” I stick my tongue out at him playfully. He doesn’t say anything. Just walks towards me slowly. His sexy, muscular body, slightly shiny still from sweat.

He grabs my hands, pulling me up, lifting my chin with his fingers to make me look up at him. His lips come crashing down onto mine, I open my mouth up letting his tongue swipe mine. He continues to kiss me as he reaches down, lifting me up below my ass cheeks, bringing me up to his waist as I wrap my legs around him. I can feel his cock growing hard the longer we kiss and I’m already ready for round two. He walks me over to his bedroom door and pushes my body up against it, positioning his cock at my soaking wet entrance and roughly thrusts inside me.

“Fuckkk baby, your pussy was made for me,” he groans out as he’s pumping in and out of me.

“Mhmm, your cock feels so good Creed,” I moan wrapping my arms tighter around his neck to help hold myself up better.

He pounds my body hard into the door, adjusting his grip on my waist with one arm, as he reaches up and places his free hand onto my throat, choking me, not completely stopping my airflow but making it hard to breathe.

“Ohhh g…goddd,” I struggle to moan out, his thrusts and my body hitting the door making it harder to get even breaths in, which makes it harder to moan.

“You like that, Sugar?” he asks, giving me a deliciously sexy smile. Everything about this man is perfect.

I nod my head the best I can, as he tightens his grip a little on my throat, I’m starting to feel dizzy and lightheaded from the lack of air but all it’s doing is intensifying the pleasure and I don’t want him to stop. The way his pierced cock feels rubbing against the inside of my pussy is amazing, it sends chills through my body as goosebumps break out across my now sweaty skin.

“Fffuckkk,” I struggle to breath out; it feels too good. My body doesn’t know how to react to what is happening to it.

“Let go baby, just relax and feel the pleasure intensify, don’t worry I won’t let anything happen to you,” he moans into my ear as he rests his head on my shoulder for a second, before he starts, moving a little faster again. I relax my body against the door as he holds me up, my arms still wrapped around his neck, I’ll probably have scrapes and bruises from the way my body slams into the door each time he thrusts into me.

My body’s starting to shake as I feel the tension building in my pussy, my orgasm getting ready to soar through me. I don’t know if my body can handle another orgasm after how intense the last one was. I feel so lightheaded and right now as I try to gasp for one last breath, my vision goes blurry, and I think I might pass out. But it feels too good to make him stop. He thrusts into me harder, my back now scraping the door even more.

Everything feels like a high, every nerve feels alive. My body wound up tight from how intense the pleasure is.

“Come with me Sugar, let me feel your pussy swallow my cock as I come baby.” And just like that my body comes to life. I gasp for one last breath, my head feeling heavy, and then he lets go of my neck, and my body feels like it bursts apart as my orgasm takes over, my whole-body trembling as I cry out from the pleasure. His cock pulsing inside me as my pussy grips it pulling it in as he thrusts in deeper, I’ve never had an orgasm feel so intense before, I think it actually beats how intense my first one was.

“Holy. Fucking. Shit.” I cough, my throat dry from struggling to breathe. My body goes limp, and I feel like I could fall asleep as he carries me over to his bed. He lays me down onto his black comforter, covering me with a warm fuzzy blanket before I fall asleep.