Breathe In (Just Breathe, #1)(108)

“Five more minutes?” he charmingly requests and kisses me. His right hand pulls me in closer before it dips down to my ass and scoops my leg over his.

“What are you doing?” I slide my leg back, but he holds it in place.

“Getting more comfortable.” He subdues my mouth with his. I can feel his groin against mine as my lady parts dampen.

As I draw my head away, he immediately cups my face and lures me back. I can’t help but to comply with his demand. Keeping our mouths locked, he rolls on top of me placing my legs on either side of his hips. I shift, accidentally causing my crotch to grind into his. He enthusiastically moans and slides his tongue deeper into my mouth. I gasp when his hand slips under the edge of my shirt getting a hold on my waist.

“No.” I demand, panting and pushing him away.

My heart jumps when I hear a knock on the door. Joe quickly and quietly exits through the sliding glass door.

“Just a second,” I return, trying to sound like I just woke up.

Unlocking the door, I open it to find Jimmy. “Hey sweetie. I just woke up and didn’t know if you and Joe were still sleeping. I knocked on his door, but there wasn’t a response.”

“Did you try using the patio door?”

“No. I didn’t want to catch him naked or anything, if you know what I mean,” he jokingly explains.

My dirty mind flashes to a variety of images of the things Joe could be doing in there, naked or not, which gets a giggle out of me.

“Well, we can send Sadie in there, you can try or call his phone,” I suggest. A lump forms in my throat as I remember that Joe’s phone might be next to mine on the nightstand.

The sound of a door opening scares me for a second until I see Joe standing behind Jimmy. “Hey,” Joe says. “What’s up?”


“I was checking to see who’s up. Why don’t you guys start getting ready and I’ll wake Allen,” Jimmy suggests.

“Sure,” Joe and I say at the same time.

Jimmy nods and heads back to his room. I wipe my hands over my face in shock of almost being caught. Turning, I see Joe’s phone next to mine. I’m glad that Jimmy didn’t call it.

Handing his phone back to him, I declare, “I think it’s best that you stay in your room for the rest of the trip.”

With a wicked grin, Joe asks, “Will you join me?”

“No. Now get out, I need to get ready,” I command calmly.

“Think about it?” he playfully pleas.

“No. Now go,” I insist, taking an assertive step towards him.

Not moving, Joe admits in a tantalizing tone, “You’re just as sexy when you’re mad.”

I glower my response as best as I can.

Chuckling, he adds, “Okay, I’m going.”

Waiting to hear his door close, I lead Sadie to the kitchenette for food. After she’s fed, I make sure that the one sliding door is open enough for her to get in and out. I lock both the bedroom door and the bathroom door before hopping into the shower. I rinse quickly to have enough time to masturbate. Letting my hair air dry a bit, I throw on a robe and toss the ball around for Sadie outside. She seems to have her regular energy back, so I’ll need to take her for a walk on the beach tonight before bed.

With my hair almost dry from the wind, I head back to my room to finish getting ready. I put on nude lace bra and panties, style my hair up into a cute, loose bun, and put on a little bit of makeup before getting dressed. Tonight, I choose a white chiffon, dress that stops at the middle of my calf with several sheer layers that has spaghetti straps and a provocative neckline. I embellish my ears with dangling diamond and pearl earrings and my wrist with a diamond and pearl bracelet.

Just as I’m putting on my Jimmy Choo’s, there is knocks on the door. “It’s open,” I announce.

“Allen’s almost . . . damn, Emma, you look hot,” Jimmy advertises. “Hey, Joe. Come check out Emma.”

“He’s going to see me in a . . .” my voice wanes as Joe enters the room and my eyes soak up the utterly sensual sight of him.

Did he know what I was going to wear? He couldn’t have. I just put it on. He’s wearing an all white suit with a white button down dress shirt and white slip-on dress shoes. His tanned skin glows underneath the elegant fabric and I have the sudden desire to lick him everywhere.

“Wow,” Joe breathes.

“I know! Right?!” Jimmy agrees.

I blush at their statements and at the dirty thoughts running through my mind.

Once Allen is ready, which only takes five more minutes, we venture out to one of the restaurants at the hotel. Jimmy and Allen pick Spago. Yes. There is a Spago in Hawaii, at our hotel. Memories of my date with Joe tempt my already heightened thirst from seeing him in his suit.

Dining under the stars is breathtaking and seductive, especially with Joe sitting right next to me. Looks like my masturbation session in the shower was only foreplay given my current state of arousal. Along with the moisture that is gathering between my legs, I can feel several muscles beginning to tense in my shoulders. No drinking allowed tonight — rules would definitely be broken if I do.

I intently focus my attention on the light conversation my dining companions are having. Joe is a distraction, but it’s much more tolerable than discussing Maggie, Henry, their engagement and potential wedding happening in the next few months.