Breathing Without You (The Courtlynd #2)

15. Emerald

15

EMERALD

I lay there stretching, my muscles sore in the best way. I don’t think I’ve ever been this sore from being fucked before, and I’ve never had any of that stuff done to me…ever, and I loved all of it. I’d definitely let him fuck me like that every time we have sex, even anal. I never thought I’d be into butt play or anything physically being in my ass. And again, call me fucking weird, I loved everything about it and can’t wait to explore more with him. But damn am I going to be even more sore tomorrow than I am right now and it’s going to suck standing and walking around at work all day. I’ve been working at Lisa’s Diner with Winter for a few months now, the hours are a little different than my other job but she’s way more flexible and understanding so I love it there, minus working with that bitch Stacy who tried to steal Carsten from Winter when they hit a rough patch and broke up for a little bit there. Anyways, at least I'll smile thinking back to where all this soreness came from.

I hear Creedence walking back out of his bathroom and turn to look over at him, giving him a sleepy smile, I’ve never had that many orgasms in a row before and I’m fucking tired. I don’t think I’ll make it in the tub. He walks over to me smiling. Watching my body, his gaze lands on my boobs and slowly travels down to my pussy as he slowly licks his lips. Making my pussy throb. What is wrong with me, we just had amazing sex, and I could probably go again just from those looks alone.

“Fuck you drive me crazy woman.” He shakes his head walking over to me. His cock already hard and ready for me. He notices me staring and shrugs his shoulders. “Sorry, this is just what you do to me, I can’t control it.” He places his hands under my back and thighs lifting me like I weigh nothing.

“I can walk, you know.” I giggle as I wrap my arms around his neck. He leans down, gently kissing me before pulling away. Although that’s a lie, I feel like if I did stand up right now, I’d probably look like a newborn animal on wobbly legs trying to stand for the first time. So, I’m thankful for his strength and him carrying me without asking for it.

“I know but that would take all the fun out of carrying you and putting you into the tub with me.” He gives me his sexy grin that makes me want to jump his bones and it instantly sends chills down my body.

“You cold, Sugar?” he asks, concerned.

“Something like that.” I smile looking into his brown eyes, they look a shade darker than normal, which makes his features even more attractive and dangerous. Fuck, I don’t think there’s anything about this man that isn’t attractive.

“Well, I made sure the bath is nice and hot so that should warm your sweet body right up.” He winks at me stepping into his large tub, it looks like it could be the size of a small hot tub. It’s filled with bubbles and smells like vanilla. My favorite scent.

“Mmm, it smells so nice in here,” I tell him as he slowly lowers us into his tub. “Fuck this feels so good, this is the perfect temperature.” I relax my back against his chest and snuggle into him closely.

“I bought more of it to have here just for you, you always smell like vanilla to me, so when I went to the store yesterday, I walked by the warm vanilla sugar and bought more of it just for you,” he says rubbing his hands up and down my arms from my shoulders to my elbows. Making me even more tired than I already was.

“Wow, that’s so sweet babe.” I turn to him slightly and kiss his cheek. “Thank you, so you knew you were going to be bathing with me again?” I giggle at him.

“Nope, I was hoping I’d be bathing with you, but either way I knew you’d need a bath to relax your sore muscles again afterwards, so I wanted you to have something here for you.”

I turn around to face him and straddle his lap, feeling his rock-hard cock resting against my entrance, just waiting to be inside me. “Well Mister, what you were hoping for came true, you get to bathe with me and.” I pause repositioning myself to where the tip of his cock is right at my entrance, all I’d have to do is slide down and he’d be fully inside me.

“And what? God you’re driving my cock crazy, Sugar,” he says in a husky tone, clearly turned on.

“And you get to fuck me in the bath too.” I smile as I lower myself down onto his hard cock, letting him fill my already wet, throbbing pussy up all the way, not giving myself time to adjust to his thick, long length and Jacob's ladder. The piercings always intensifying the way it feels when he first slides into my pussy, goosebumps spread across my entire body, a chill spreads up my spine, and I love it. We’ve only had sex a few times and I’ve never had sex feel this good or become this addicting to where I want it this much.

“Fuccck, Emerald.” He lets out a groan as I slowly lift myself before pushing him back in all the way, not moving fast because I want to tease him, and torture him with how good it feels, because fuck even though we just had sex, it feels too fucking good. When he’s all the way in I grind my body into him putting him as deep as he can go, and it feels fucking amazing. I rotate my body moving my hips in circles as I grind, feeling the pressure on my clit. He throws his head back, letting out a growl. Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he slowly swallows. He grips my hips hard, his fingers digging into me in the best way possible.

“Oh Goddd, fuck.” Is all I can manage to say, I love the way he grips onto me, making me feel so small and fragile in his large hands as they dig into my biggest insecurities. To think that the parts of my body that I hate the most, jiggly stomach with stretch marks, and curvy hips, are his favorite.

It makes me feel sexy like he can’t get enough of me as he rubs his hands up and down my body, his thumbs brushing over those stretch marks that make me feel like I’ve failed my body. His fingers running along my hips holding onto those parts of me like he needs them to survive. His eyes filled with lust as he eats me up with his looks. He stares into my eyes before they move down to my tits and his hands slowly travel up to them as I ride his cock like my life depends on it. “Don’t you stop Sugar, you keep riding my cock, my sexy fucking slut.”

“Ahh god.” I love the way he talks to me; it makes me…it instantly makes my pussy fucking throb, making it wetter. Most girls would be offended by being called a slut, not me. It turns me on and makes me feel even sexier than his hands moving up and down on my body. I’ve never had a man make me feel so alive, so wanted and confident while being intimate like he does, and I love it.

He leans forward sucking my nipple into his mouth and I throw my head back letting out a loud moan. He’s rough but gentle at the same time driving me crazy. Winding my body up even more. I feel like one wrong move, and I’ll explode before I’m ready to. I’m not ready for all this pleasure to end, I’d be happy if it never stopped. I’d love to feel this way with him, forever.

I look back down, staring into his eyes while rotating my hips and grinding into him. Watching the fire grow stronger in his eyes. He reaches up and wraps his hand around my throat cutting the air off, and I instantly want to panic, but stop as the pleasure intensifies. Making my pussy throb and grip his hard cock even tighter. His piercings glide along my insides making my eyes flutter and roll into the back of my head.

“Good girl, you’re riding my cock so. Fucking. Well,” he growls between thrusts. “Grip my cock with that tight wet pussy of yours.” He brings his other hand up and smacks my tits. I try to moan but nothing comes out from the grip on my throat. My eyes start to water, and tears start to fall down my cheeks as he stares up at me. He leans forward and licks one tear up off my right cheek before moving to the left and doing the same. And god I never thought someone licking my tears would turn me on.

“You look so beautiful with those tear-filled eyes. I love it when you cry for me, Sugar,” he practically growls. “I can tell your body is getting close baby, your legs are starting to shake, now I know if I take my thumb and start massaging that clit of yours it’ll take you right. Over. The. Edge,” he says the words slowly while I nod my head in agreement, he knows my body so well already and I love that he pays attention to these things. “But you’re not allowed to come until I say you can.” And my eyes go wide because he’s right. I'm about to explode and I don’t think I'll be able to hold it back. “Because if you come without my permission I’ll punish you even more.” He winks at me before leaning in and licking another tear off my left cheek.

God he’s so fucking sexy, I feel like any other woman would think he’s fucked up in the head, but everything he’s doing and saying is just turning me on even more than I was already turned on and now my body is wound up even tighter than it was. I feel like a wind-up toy that you keep spinning to wind up even though you know it’s already ready to be played but you still keep winding it up to see how far it’ll go before it can’t take it and it either starts playing or it breaks. That’s how I feel like I can’t take it anymore and I’m about to lose it and come or my bodies going to break from holding back for so long.

“Bbb…bu…but,” I barely get out in a raspy whisper from him blocking my air, which I feel like I’m going to pass out soon if he doesn’t let me breathe. I feel like he’s been holding my neck forever, but I don’t even think it’s been a minute.

“Ah ah ah, Sugar, no buts.” He reaches down and starts massaging my clit with his right thumb and fuck I’m about to come I don’t think I can stop it.

I start shaking my head not letting him know to stop but he smirks at me. “Don’t do it, Sugar, I know it’s right there baby.” He licks his bottom lip. “Don't.” He thrusts up into me. “Let.” He thrusts harder. “It.” Thrust. “Happen.” He thrusts again, winding me up more.

“I’m almost there, Sugar, keep riding my cock baby, don’t stop,” he groans out in the sexiest voice ever. It’s raspy and sounds like he’s being tortured just as much as I am. He leans forward and licks my bottom lip before biting it and he continues to thrust inside me, nice and rough just the way I like it. My heart is racing, it feels like it could explode out of my chest from how fast it’s racing. I don’t know if it's from my orgasm, from how intense the sex is or from him holding onto my throat and blocking my air. I’m going to go with all three of those. The tension keeps building in my core and I’m about to break, I guess I’ll have to take his punishment, and just when I don’t think I can hold it anymore….

“Fucckk. I’m about to come,” he says, thrusting in again. “Now come with me, Sugar,” he growls, thrusting deep inside me as he comes inside my pussy. His cock throbbing inside me as the fiercest orgasm soars through my body. He lets go of my throat as I gasp for air, choking and coughing, as every feeling in my body is intensified. His piercings keep sending severe goosebumps through me as my pussy grips his cock, his pulsing inside me makes me never want this ride of pleasure to end. The throbbing in my clit is so extreme, I could cry from how good it feels, as his thumb keeps rubbing circles over it. This is the most intense ride of pleasure I’ve ever been on. The tears keep falling down my face as I try to catch my breath. He removes his thumb from my clit, as he wraps his arms around my waist to hold me up as my orgasm finally comes to an end. I’m panting, barely able to catch my breath as I move forward and lay my head against his chest, to try and calm my body down. My eyes growing heavy as it’s hard to keep them open from how much energy that took from my body.

“Shit, That. Was. Amazing,” I say between breaths, the tears keep falling as I cry more from how intense the overload of pleasure in my body was. I feel like an idiot. I’ve never cried during sex, but the pleasure was so much for my body to handle at once, especially still not recovering the last orgasms he gave me. I feel so weak and drained but in the best ways, I’ve never experienced anything like this ever and I’m not upset about it in the slightest. I think I found my perfect match.

“Yes, Sugar. Yes, it was fucking amazing and I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed everything I’ve done with you so far.” He grabs me a little tighter. Hugging me as he kisses the top of my head.

“God yes, I’ve loved it all. I wouldn’t complain if you did any of it again,” I laugh, while still panting, slowly getting caught up on breathing.

“That's it,” he chuckles, his body shaking slightly against mine from it.

“What’s it?” I’m very confused, not sure where he’s going with this.

“We’re going to have to get married, I’m never letting you go. I don’t ever want to fuck anyone else ever again.” He lets out a content sigh, while snuggling his head into the side of my neck.

“Oh gee, I’m so glad your marriage proposal is going to be based on our sex and not anything else…typical man.” I shake my head, laughing out a snort as I look up at him.

“Well, no, it’s not just based on sex, Emerald. I fell hard and I fell quickly. I definitely believe in soulmates and love at first sight. And for me you’re it.” He grips my chin lightly bringing me in for a kiss. “I mean I’m not asking you to marry me right this second, but I can promise you…fuck it, I can pinky promise you.” He reaches his pinky out to mine and grips it while shaking it. “That I will never let you go, I will be marrying you one day.”

“God, I love you so much. I’m so glad that I’m not the only crazy one who fell hard and fast.” I shake his pinky back, gripping it tightly with mine.