Breathing Without You (The Courtlynd #2)

9. Creedence

9

CREEDENCE

After she falls asleep, I walk away to go run a bath for her. I know her whole body is going to be sore and tired, especially after the last orgasm she just had. Breath play really takes a lot out of you, but I could tell she really enjoyed it. I just want to make sure I take care of her body correctly afterwards, I might like to cause pain, a good pain. But I do my best afterwards to make sure I can comfort and help them with whatever they need. Especially Emerald, she’s different.

I go into my cabinet and grab some bath salts and soaps to make it bubbly, you know stuff girls are into that I keep on hand just in case. I just bought this one yesterday for Emerald. The scent is warm vanilla sugar, what she smells like and what she tastes like, so I can smell it on her as we sleep.

When the bath is ready, I walk into the room and slowly uncover her naked body. I pick her up and carry her into the bathroom and step into the tub. I slowly sit down and position her between my legs to where her back and head rest against my chest. She slowly starts to wake up as her body adjusts to the hot water. I made it hot enough to soothe her sore muscles but not too hot because I'm not trying to burn her.

“Creedence?” She looks around for me still groggy from putting her body through so much.

“It's okay Emerald, I’m right here with you. I told you I’d wash you after, so I figured I’d get you into a nice hot bath to warm you up and help your sore body,” I tell her leaning to the side so she can see me as I look down at her.

She slowly turns her head up to look at me, her neck probably sore from my hand. I hope I didn't leave too big of a bruise. I want people to know she belongs to someone, not to think she’s abused.

“Sss...sorry for falling asleep.” She shivers, giving me the cutest half sleepy smile.

“It's okay Sugar, your body needs it after everything. It’s normal to be sleepy after breath play,” I tell her because it does take a lot out of your body. Everything we did takes a lot out of your body, I’m sure she’ll still feel out of it tomorrow as well.

“Breath play?” She looks confused.

“Yes, when I put my hand around your throat, blocking your air, that’s considered breath play,” I answer her because I want her to be aware of what I was doing. I wasn’t trying to hurt her; I just like to have a darker kind of fun.

“Just so you know, when I do that to you it’s not to harm you.” She cuts me off before I finish, smiling at me.

“I know, I enjoyed it. I wouldn’t be mad if you do it again.” She leans in kissing me. God I could never get tired of her kissing me, she’s like a drug, no matter how much I get of her it’s never enough, she’s the high that I always want to keep chasing.

She pulls away and rests her head against my chest moving her hands through the warm water, then she sits up slowly looking down. “Wait, what did you put my hair up with?” she asks, confused.

“Well, I figured you wouldn't want to get it wet. Yesterday I went to the store and bought some warm vanilla sugar body wash and bath salts for you, since you know you smell like vanilla and taste like sugar.” I stop, winking at her. “And I was walking away and saw they had a hot pink scrunchy and I remembered it was your favorite color, so I grabbed it for you.” I can’t help but smile at her, she brings out my happiness, a happiness I haven’t felt in such a long time.

“Wow.” She stops for a second, it looks like she has tears in her eyes, or maybe it’s from the water. It’s hard to tell since she’s looking down. “I can’t believe you bought all this stuff, or even thought of me like that.” She sniffles getting the bubbles off her hands to wipe her eyes.

“Wait, wait.” I stop cupping her face with one hand to look at me. “What’s wrong, Sugar? Why are you crying…did I hurt you?” I start panicking, hoping that whatever I did to her the pain isn't kicking in and causing her discomfort, because I don’t want to hurt her at all, that’s the last thing I want.

“No, no it’s nothing you did. It’s just stupid is all.” She bites her quivering bottom lip. “I’m okay though.” I don’t want to pry, but I’m gonna ask anyway. She’ll tell me if she doesn't want to talk about anything.

“What’s wrong? Please tell me.” I still want to make sure she’s not hiding it if I am the reason she’s upset. I don’t want to make this beautiful woman in front of me cry or cause her any discomfort. Fuck I’m such an asshole.

“It’s just that, my last boyfriend. The guy I dated for about a year. I broke up with him about a year ago and I’ve been single since. He treated me like shit he never cared to remember anything I like or my favorite color, anything. He just cared about using me.” She sniffles again, wiping away her falling tears. She’s breaking my fucking heart.

“Well Sugar, I can promise you right now, I will always listen when you talk, and I will never treat you like shit. I couldn’t imagine being an asshole like that and treating you wrong. I… I…” And for some reason I want to tell her I love her, but I stop, not wanting to scare her away. I know it’s too soon even if it’s how I feel.

“I’m sorry he put you through that, but I promise to always treat you right, Emerald. Always.” I lean down and bring my lips to hers, leaving slow, gentle kisses on her trembling lips, showing her I also know how to be gentle and caring.

“Thank you. For everything, for the bath stuff and the scrunchie, I love it all and thank you for showing me that not all men are assholes.” She gives me a sad smile. Which crushes my heart even more to think that any man could even think about treating her like shit. But in a way I’m glad they did because she wouldn’t be here right now if they didn’t. And I’m a selfish asshole, she’s mine. I don’t want to share her with anyone, ever.

“Turn around and straddle me, Sugar,” I tell her, readjusting my constant hard cock. I think it’s broken because it’s always hard around her. My mind doesn’t know how to stay away from perverted thoughts, but it also doesn’t help that she has the body of my fucking dreams, literally everything about her is everything I love and look for in a woman. Even if I’m not thinking them, my cock still knows those thoughts don’t just go away. She turns around straddling me and my cock instantly moves towards her entrance, and she lets out a quiet moan. Fuck, she’s so sexy.

“Sorry, I was just thinking myself how I’m broken, I can’t calm my constant hard dick down around you.” She laughs, making me laugh. I’m glad she can find some kind of humor in this situation, instead of thinking I’m just a typical man who only thinks with his cock.

“It's okay, I’m not complaining, just finding it hard not to put it inside me right now.” She gives me a seductive look, her lips curling up to one side as she starts to smile a little. She looks right into my eyes with a confidence I don’t think I’ve ever seen in a woman before and it’s the biggest fucking turn on ever.

“What if I ask you to ride my cock, would you?” I practically whisper, afraid I might be asking for too much. But my cock doesn’t care, as soon as I say the words my cock jumps in excitement. I’m sure she felt it move against her pussy, because I felt it touch her more and fuck, I just want to be back inside her.

“Go ahead, ask me,” she says, readjusting her body to where the tip is slightly inside her entrance ready to slide in her still wet pussy. Shit, it takes everything in me not to just shove myself inside her and feel her warmth again. I let out a low growl so fucking turned on right now from how sexy she looks with that seductive look in her eyes, and the way her voice sounds quiet and breathless like it’s torture just sitting there.

“Will you ride my cock, Sugar?” I ask her with a smirk on my face. That’s all she needed before she pushes her body down, hard on my cock making me groan. Her pussy is so tight it feels like it’s trying to push me out as she sinks down. “Fuck, baby.” I breathe out slowly trying to calm myself down, so I don’t get off too soon.

“Mhmm, fuck you feel so good,” she moans as she throws her head back. I put my hand behind her head, gripping her hair at the nape. Pulling her in for a kiss, needing to taste her lips while I’m inside her. I swipe my tongue quickly against her mouth, silently begging her to open. She immediately opens her lips, so I take the opportunity to deepen the kiss, as my tongue dances with hers. Her body slowly grinds into mine, torturing me with every movement. Having her tight pussy around my cock right now is my form of heaven. She feels so good, too good. She rides my cock like she was made to ride me and only me. Fast and going in as deep as her pussy allows her too. I can’t get enough of how amazing she feels. I pull away from the kiss as a groan escapes my lips at the feel of her pussy tightly wrapped around me and practically swallowing my cock like it’s getting lost inside her every time she sinks down. God, she feels fucking amazing, I don’t think I’ll ever be able to fuck another girl after her.

“Your body was fucking made for me, Emerald. You're being such a good girl taking my cock the way you are.” I thrust my cock up into her, hard. Her cries making it so hard not to explode. Fuck. It's the sexiest sound I think I’ve ever heard. To listen to this woman who is straddling my lap, losing herself in pleasure, the pleasure that I’m responsible for that’s making her feel so good she’s able to let go and let the pleasure take over is everything in this moment. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman ride me like this before, the heavy look of lust in her eyes as her fingers dig into my shoulders. Her eyes roll back every time she sinks back down onto me. Her head falls back every time she grinds herself into me and I thrust myself up. She keeps her eyes on me except in those moments. She’s not afraid to show me how much she’s enjoying the pleasure my cock is giving her. I lean in, pressing my lips to hers, it’s sloppy but I don’t care I need her mouth against mine. She slides her tongue against my lips, and I meet her with mine. Our tongues are going to war with each other as I taste every inch of her as I rub my hands along her body memorizing her curves with them.

I pull away from the kiss. “Fuck Sugar, I’m going to come soon.” I want to spank her so bad, but I can’t because of being in the water, so I grip her ass tightly, hard, helping her body move up and down while she rotates her hips. It’ll probably leave another mark. I can’t wait to see how beautiful she looks with all these marks I've left on her. I lean down sucking her nipple into my mouth making her moan before moving up, sucking on her breast to leave another hickey. I love my girl beautifully painted in my art of pleasurable pain and love.