Breathe In (Just Breathe, #1)(178)

“Cum for me,” he seduces into my neck.

“Yes . . .” I answer, wanting to give into his request and capture the euphoric feeling once again.

I’ve needed this for so long.

“What . . . about . . . you?”

“You first . . .” he confirms his intent.

“Mmmm . . . Joe . . .” I pant.

“Cum for me, beautiful,” he urges with the sexy voice.

“Yes . . . Mmmmmm . . . .”

Taking the other side of my hip, Joe thrusts up into me.

“Mmmmm . . .” I moan, getting closer. “Again.”

With slow rhythmic pulses, Joe eagerly gives me what I want.

“Mmmmmmm . . . Joe . . .” I whimper as I gloriously orgasm, soaking his penis completely.


With his hands pulling on my hips, Joe encourages me to keep rocking until I’ve been completely satiated. We sit quietly, taking in the moment as we exchange slow, enduring kisses to each other’s lips.

“You’re turn,” I offer with a grin.

In a split second, Joe’s on top of me. He pulls back for his first thrust since he never left my body, eager to take care of himself. Joe, however, still manages to pay attention to my needs; touching me, kissing me, licking me, the whole time. I rock my pelvis into him each time he comes charging down deep inside me. As his stride quickens, I’m surprised to feel my body get closer to another orgasm. Harder and harder, deeper and deeper he pushes inside.

“Don’t stop . . .” I plea when his pace slows a little. “Fuck me . . . f*ck me until you cum . . .” I direct.

Joe immediately returns to his previous pace, with my body confirming that a sweet release is within reach. Right as his penis hardens, hitting deep inside of me, an orgasm rushes over me like a geyser.

I cry out in elation. “Joe . . . .”

“Emma . . .” Joe shouts, confirming his climax.

He continues to pound me, like he's making sure he squeezes ever last drop out of himself. Just as I catch my breath from my orgasm, another one rushes over me, completely taking my breath away.

Joe’s face buries in my neck, our chests heave and my head spins as we lay motionless. We both groan when he slips himself out of me and rolls to the side, pulling me into him. Joe props my left leg over his hip before sweeping wet hair from my face and kissing me.

Five orgasms. Five orgasms! My brain can’t believe that I just had five orgasms. Was it really that good or was it from not having sex for so long? Shut up, Emma. It doesn’t matter. Just enjoy the fact that you just had five wickedly awesome orgasms.

At some point, I feel Joe uncurl himself from me and get off the bed. He returns quickly, applying a warm, damp cloth to my sex and then covers me with the blankets. He’s snuggling in behind me not long after. My eyes, feeling like sand bags, staying closed as my brain and body succumb to utter exhaustion.





Forty Six


I wake with the most unpleasant pain in my lower abdomen. The need to pee.

My eyes are heavy, unable to open. I hear the breath of another person in the room. It’s not Sadie. Who is it? Maggie? Jared?

My eyes open into slits so I can try to see where I am. It’s too dark, even with the small bit of light to tell where I am.

The room smells of sex. Glorious, steaming hot, sinfully delicious sex. Yum. Wait! Where am I? Who is that next to me? Memories quickly flood my brain. I’m not dreaming. It wasn’t a dream.

My eyes spring to life. Shit! Did I fall asleep? I look for a clock in the room. It’s two twenty-two in the morning. Shit! I did fall asleep. I never fall asleep. I always leave. Shit. Shit. Shit!

Sliding to the edge of the bed, I feel Joe pull me back into him. He groans with disapproval. “Where you going?”

“I need to pee,” I whisper.

I don’t think he’s actually awake. He’s was like this a few times in the past when we’ve shared a bed. If you talk to him, he’ll talk to you, but he’s not actually conscious.

“You comin’ back?” he mumbles.

“Mmm hmm . . .” I lie.

“K . . .” he utters before kissing me on the head and releasing his grip.

I rush to the bathroom. As much as I don’t want him waking up to find me leaving, I really do need to pee. I can’t hold it.

When I’m finished in the bathroom, I close the door more behind me to prevent most of the light from coming through. As much as I need the light to see, I don’t want to wake Joe. On my hands and knees, I scour the floor for my clothes after I get my purse off the dresser. I find my shoes and the dress but nothing else. Shit. Damn it!

Not wanting to take any more time, let alone deal with trying to get the dress on just to get across to my room, I grab Joe’s white button down shirt and shrug it on. This will have to do. I hold it closed in front of me as I pick up my things. I tiptoe to the door, carefully undoing the security lock, and slowly lower the door handle until it clicks open. I open the door just wide enough for me to get through it sideways. I watch the room, making sure Joe doesn’t get up. Once I have the door closed, I wince at not thinking about checking the hallway. I listen before I look. No one is there. I’m safe.

My hand trembles as I search for the room key in my purse. Come on. Come on. I know it’s just a matter of time when he wakes up. Careful to not let the door slam, I spin flicking on the light surveying my options.