Breathing Without You (The Courtlynd #2)

19. Emerald

19

EMERALD

Creedence opens his truck door for me and holds my hand while I climb out, I hold my side with my left hand trying to stop my dress from riding up in the process.

“Don't be shy on me now, Sugar, I love seeing that pussy of yours.” He winks at me making me blush, I don’t know what it is with him that constantly makes me blush all the time. But I don’t think I'll ever get tired of it.

“And you and I both know what'll happen if I do let you see it.” I look up at him through my lashes now that I'm on the ground giving him a seductive smile.

“Keep smiling at me like that, with that sexy fucking seductive smile of yours and things are definitely gonna happen, Sugar.” He pulls me in gripping my ass, his face coming down into my green hair as he breathes me in.

“Mmm, I just love the way you smell, Sugar, so sweet, and so delicious,” he growls in my ear, making me shiver, as he rubs his nose against my neck. “Makes me think of your pussy and how good it tastes when I fuck it with my tongue.” His voice a rough whisper.

“Fucck.” I can't help but moan out after that. “You’re bad.” I swat his arm with my hand, and he squeezes my ass tighter pulling me into where I'm pressed up against his firm chest, feeling his rock-hard cock against my stomach.

“You feel that, what you do to me, Sugar. God you're like a fucking drug baby and I don't want this high to end. Mmm,” he growls out his voice laced with hunger, before he bites my neck.

“Down Mister. You've definitely succeeded in wanting my panties to be soaked by the time we get home. I mean back to your place, sorry.” Fuck, I blush at that slip up calling his place my home. I'm there so much I feel like I should just move in with him.

“Don't apologize, Sugar. It was cute. Now let's head inside before Carsten comes looking for us.” He leans down and kisses me on the lips, and I open up to feel his tongue slide against mine. There's gotta be something wrong with me to be this into someone. But I can't help it, he's addicting. Just like he said he's like a drug that I can't get enough of and every time it feels like the highs coming to an end I crave more, I feel like I won't survive without him.

I take his hand, and he leads us into the back of Black Velvet, since Carsten, his brother and mom all own the bar we get to park out back and go through the employee entrance.

We walk through the hallway and run into Carsten and Winter leaving his office. Winter’s hair looks a little messy and I'm sure they just had another quickie. I smile at them and Creedence beats me to it.

“Had to just squeeze one more in there huh?” He laughs, nudging Carsten’s shoulder.

“Something like that,” both Carsten and Winter end up saying at the same time and laugh.

“Let's go do some shots!” Winter yells in excitement and pulls my hand to follow her down the hall and around the bar where we stop to say a quick hi to Carsten’s brother Chase before grabbing some stools.

Creed and Carsten went into Carsten’s office when we ran off so we're not waiting on their slow asses. I'm ready to have some fun.

“Let's not wait for the guys,” Winter says, reading my mind. “Wanna do some blow job shots?” she asks as she wiggles her eyebrows up and down at me laughing.

“Hell yeah! You know I love doing those,” I say, setting my small purse on the bar top.

“That guy over there is watching you Em, seems to be a thing when you come here,” Winter says, nudging me and I try to take a quick glance without making it obvious just in case he comes this way. I'll know what he looks like and fuck I made the worst mistake ever and made eye contact with him. He smirks at me, nodding a little.

“Fuck, we made eye contact. I hope he doesn't think that it's an invitation.” I sigh, putting my right hand to my forehead and resting it on the counter.

“Let him, it'll make Creed jealous. Then he'll take care of it.” She smiles, nudging me with her shoulder a little as she does.

“This is true I'm not used to having someone else be here to tell off the creeps for me,” I say as Chase walks up to the counter.

“What can I get you ladies?” he yells to us over the music.

“We want two blowjob shots, Chasey,” Winter says, slapping her card at him.

“Coming right up and get your fucking card out of here you guys aren't paying,” he says as he walks away to go make them.

“I sometimes forget that my future husband is part owner.” She laughs, shaking her head as she puts her card back in her small purse.

“I feel like that would be something that would slip my mind too.” And before I can finish what I was saying she cuts me off.

“Fuck that guys moving closer he moved over three stools now that those other girls left. He's two away from us now,” Winter says, putting cash on the counter for a tip for Chase.

“Fuck, I hope they hurry up back there they get distracted too easily.” I look down the hall for any sign of either Creed or Carsten.

“Tell me about it, they take forever,” she says as Chase comes back over.

“Here you ladies are two blow jobs,” he says with a cheesy smile on his face, typical man.

“Woo that's fucking hot,” the creep says from two stools down and I whisper yell from the side of my mouth. “Pretend you didn't hear him.” Thankfully the DJ was changing songs at the moment so it was a little quieter than normal to where she could hear me whisper yell.

“Ready to do it?” Winter slaps her hands on the counter before placing them behind her back.

“Let's do this, bitch.” I laugh as I put my hands behind my back just like she does. I place my mouth around the shot glass and lift my head back in one quick motion. Hearing the guy from two stools over whistle and say something about something being sexy.

“God that was delicious, we'll have to do more when the guys come back,” Winter says, licking her lips.

“I'm down for more, you know I love those.” I shift in my seat to turn towards her a little more to where I can still see the creep out of the corner of my eye, but my back is facing him more.

“Yeah, drinking them and giving them,” Winter says, throwing her head back laughing.

“Hey bitch, there's nothing wrong with loving to give blowjobs.” Just saying it makes my thighs tighten and my pussy throb as I think about Creedence’s pierced cock in my throat.

“Nope nothing wrong with..." Then she's cut off.

“I wouldn't mind a blowjob from you.” And I finally look over to see the creep from two stools down standing way too close to me, his body pressed against my arm.

“Excuse me?” I ask a little annoyed because one, how fucking rude and two, who the fuck stands this close to someone they don’t even know and says something like that to them.

“I said I wouldn’t mind a blowjob from you.” He smirks at me, I mean he’s attractive, but I’m not interested, and I don’t think I would be even if I wasn’t with Creedence, he seems like a cocky asshole and that’s definitely not my type of guy. Plus, he’s just straight up creepy, too creepy to show interest in.

“First off, back the fuck up,” I say scooting away from him. “And I have a boyfriend, so please, leave me alone,” I say, turning my back to him, hoping it’s over and he gets the hint.

“Sweetie, that's not going to work on me, I saw you run over here with your friend and no man.” He wraps his arm around my waist pulling me too close to him. What is with my luck with creepy men who don’t like to be told to back the fuck off?

“Get off of me.” I try to pry his rough fingers off me as Winter turns and looks in shock.

“What the fuck?” she shrieks. “Get off of her, she has a boyfriend.” She tries to help me get his hands off me but he’s strong and very drunk. What the fuck is going on right now?

“Listen baby, I’m just trying to show you a good time,” he says into my ear way too close for my comfort. And I shiver in disgust.

“She said get the fuck off of her.” All of a sudden, I hear the familiar voice of my boyfriend behind me and I sigh in relief at him saving me again from yet another creepy man. Must be a thing for us I think to myself.

“Listen, all I’m trying to do is talk to the lady and she was rude and turned her back to me, she could’ve been nicer,” he slurs, his words barely making sense. Now this makes sense as to why he’s not taking no for an answer, I think he’s just had way too much to drink or maybe he’s drunk.

“I also told you I had a boyfriend, which that’s who this is, now back the fuck off of me now,” I yell, irritated that even with Creedence here he’s still not stopping or listening.

“Listen if you don’t back the fuck off, I have no problem making you back the fuck off my girlfriend and I’d rather not,” Creed says, pushing the guy away from me, which causes the guy to get pissed and swing at Creedence without him seeing, hitting him right in the lip, splitting it open a little.

“Fuck you, asshole.” And Creedence swings at him knocking the guy’s head back as blood pours from his nose. “She said she has a boyfriend, which that’s me and I shouldn’t have to tell you to leave her the fuck alone more than once. But now that you swung at me, asshole.” Creedence punches him and it hits him in the cheekbone splitting it open. “I get to kick your fucking ass.” And he swings again, hitting his eye this time. The asshole loses his balance and falls backwards onto the ground. I think he might be knocked out or in shock but he’s not saying anything.

“Fuck guys what happened?” Chase says running over from behind the bar.

“The fucker wouldn’t leave Emerald alone and I had to take care of it after the dick hit me in the mouth,” he yells to Chase as he shouts over the music.

“Alright man as long as it wasn’t something stupid,” he says, kicking the guy’s leg to see if he wakes up.

“Hey, Tony,” he yells to security that his mom hired last month after someone tried to rob them while she was working by herself.

“Yeah boss?” he says, coming over crossing his arms waiting for him to respond.

“Carry him out back, his dumb ass can wake up in the parking lot for all I care. We don’t tolerate fighting here,” Carsten says to him.

“Well damn, I was gonna say take him to the back room but that works too,” Chase says laughing.

“Hell no, I don’t fuck around especially when it comes to not taking no for an answer. I don’t want him in here,” Carsten says, shaking his head and walking over to Winter.

“Yes sir, I’ll take him out back right away,” Tony says as he picks the guy up over his shoulder and carries him behind the bar, down the hallway and out the back door.

“Thanks guys,” Creed says to them as he turns around and wraps his arms around me, pulling me close to him.

“No problem, man, you okay Em?” Chase asks as he walks back around the bar to grab a beer for a customer.

“Yeah, are you okay?” Carsten gives me a concerned look.

“I’m okay guys, really he didn’t do much besides wrap his arm around me.” I look back between Creedence and Carsten.

“I think you did more to him than he did to me,” I say laughing as I look over at Creedence.

“Well, I gotta protect you, Sugar, I told you I’ll always protect what’s mine, that’s twice here that I got to kick some guys ass for you, baby and I’d do it again if it meant I got to protect you from someone hurting you,” he says as he leans down, tipping my chin up with his fingers giving me a gentle kiss. Then he pulls away.

“I’m glad you’re okay Emerald.” He leans down resting his forehead against mine.

“Yes, I’m good. Thanks, babe, for protecting me.” I reach up to press my lips against his.

“Always, I’d do anything for you. I love you,” he whispers into my ear squeezing me into a tight hug.

“I love you, Creed,” I whisper back as I rest my head against his chest, squeezing him back.

“Y'all wanna do a shot?” Winter yells, breaking up the silence in our group. I’m thankful nothing more happened with that creep. I’d hate to think what would have happened if he was a little more drunk or if Creed hadn’t been there to stop him from doing more.

“Hell yeah!” I shout over the music, ready to get back into a good mood, we came here to have fun not let some dick ruin it.

“Let’s do some lemon drops this time.” Winter smirks over at me knowing that Carsten absolutely hates these shots.

“Fuck, I hate those shots babe.” Carsten shakes his head with a look of disgust on his face.

“I don’t get how you ladies love those damn things, they fucking taste like shit,” he laughs.

“Be a man bro pull your balls back out of your pussy and take a fucking shot for the ladies.” Creedence laughs patting him on the back. The rest of us laugh along with him including Carsten who fucks with Creed just as bad. They’re forever messing with each other.

“Fine, let's do a shot of fireball afterwards.” He smiles at Creedence as I look back between them confused.

“Fuck.” Creed’s whole-body shivers. He looks grossed out just thinking about it and my face naturally turns into disgust thinking of the taste. I fucking hate fireball. “Fine, I’ll be a man and do a shot of fireball, I fucking hate those shots ever since my twenty-first birthday, but whatever.” Creedence crosses his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face.

“Fuck dude, I hate fireball too I thought you’d bitch out, damn.” Carsten walks behind the bar to make our shots instead of bothering Chase. Since he’s at the end of the bar dealing with a crowd of people.

“Nah man, I ain’t no bitch I’ll do it. Whisky sometimes makes me wake up naked, but it’s cool as long as I wake up naked with this beauty.” He grabs my ass, pulling me closer to him with his other hand.

“I’ll wake up with you naked any day, you handsome, handsome man.” I turn towards him and look up at him, giving him a sexy grin while biting my bottom lip hoping to keep teasing him all night. It’s fun teasing him because he’s not afraid to show you how he’s feeling or when he’s turned on. That’s one of the many things I love about him.

“Fuck that was sexy.” He leans down to whisper into my ear. “Keep biting that pouty lip of yours and I’m gonna take you to Carsten’s office, bend you over his desk and fuck that pussy of yours,” he practically growls. “Then I’ll leave more cum leaking out of that pretty little cunt of yours.” He reaches his hand up under my dress and grabs half my ass and pussy at once.

“What if that’s what I want?” I say to him as Carsten slides the shots to us before walking back around the bar.

“Keep teasing me and that might just happen, my little slut,” he whispers again in a gravelly voice clearly turned on. He reaches around and places his hand across my stomach before pulling me back into him and I can feel how hard he is on my mid back.

“Don’t threaten me with a challenge that I’ll happily accept babe, I’d be fine with you fucking me all night long.” I wink at him before grabbing one of the two shots in front of me. Fuck this mix is going to be gross, I hate fireball and it’s going to taste foul after the lemon drop, but I’ll suck it up. I need to loosen up and have some fun.

“Alright bitches let’s do this,” Winter shouts as she holds her lemon drop up in the air. I love partying with Winter. She’s so much fun. Not that I don’t love her always, but when she’s relaxed and loosens up, she’s a blast to be around.

We all down our shots as I try not to gag. I love lemon drops, but I just hate shots, it’s a weird love, hate thing I have with straight alcohol.

“Alright man, are you guys ready to do this next shot or are you gonna be a little bitch,” Carsten asks Creedence who picks his fireball shot up and downs it before the rest of us even pick ours up.

“Fuck that shits nasty.” His tone is deep and raspy as he slams his shot glass down, then sticks his tongue out clearly grossed out from it like he might gag.

“Way to wait for us dick head.” Carsten laughs, looking grossed out himself from him doing the shot with ease.

“I told you I’m no bitch, I might have gagged a little but I never back down from a challenge, I may puke from that, but it is what it is.” He has a sexy smile on his face, I don’t think there isn’t a look of his that’s not sexy. Everything about Creedence Knoxx is fucking sexy. He’s a fucking god and he’s who I want to worship. I’ll get on my knees and beg him to please me. Beg him to let me please him and worship him as my lover. I’ll worship his cock like I need it to survive because I crave it like it’s my favorite candy. I need him like the air I need in my lungs to breathe. I love the look in his eyes that he gets when he looks at me and the smirk that comes along with it. I love the way he looks when he smirks, his light brown beard making it look even hotter, I love a man with a beard, something about it just turns me on especially Creedence’s. It makes me want to jump on him and beg him to fuck me. God I’m a psycho.

“Well, here we go ladies, I guess there’s no turning back,” Carsten chuckles, tipping his shot back and slamming it down in disgust.

I take a deep breath and hesitate. I hate fireball with a passion but I’m not about to bitch out, so I lift my shot, tipping it back, as a grossed-out shiver runs through my body, I shake my head back and forth sticking out my tongue as I slam down my shot glass.

“Ughh fuck that shit, fuck that’s nasty.” I feel the burn in my throat still as the warmth from it moves through my body, loosening me up a little more.

“Yeah, that shit is fucking gross.” Winter shakes her head while a shiver runs through her body as well. Then gives Carsten a look like I can’t believe you made us all do those shots.

“Guess we can all agree then, no more fireball,” I shout to them over the loud music that the DJ just put on again.

“Let’s go dance, Creed,” I say, pulling his hand with me to the dance floor. “C’mon guys let’s go,” I shout behind us as I dance my way to the dance floor dragging Creedence behind me as Lil Jon ‘Get Low’ starts playing. I love when they do early 2000’s night. They always do theme nights at Black Velvet and so far, country night and the early two thousands are my favorite nights.