Breathe Out (Just Breathe, #2)(109)

Something snatches my wrist as I take one step into the dark room that is only lit by a few faint red lights. “Took you long enough, beautiful,” Joe says in the sexy voice. He takes my mouth with his.

“Sorry I’m late,” I mention, keeping my lips glued to his.

“I should spank you for it,” he comments, grabbing my ass and sandwiching me between him and a wall.

“I’m wet just from the threat,” I confess.

Joe growls as his tongue dives deeper into my mouth. One of his hands traces over my sex eager to validate my statement. “How many times should I spank you?”

“As many as you feel I deserve,” I return.

“Maybe I should only spank you and not let you cum as I had planned,” he decrees.

“No,” I whimper.

“You don’t like the sound of that?” he muses.

“No,” I confirm a little more confidently. “You didn’t really provided detailed instructions on how to get here.”

“Maybe I should go easy on you, then,” he says. “For my oversight.”

“If you think that’s best,” I breathe out.

Joe laughs at my playfulness.

“Maybe,” I begin. “I should spank you.”

“Why is that?”

“For your oversight,” I tease.

“Mmmmm,” Joe hums into my mouth.

“Does that turn you on?” I check.

Joe presses his groin into me. “The idea of you touching me anywhere turns me on,” he professes.

“Really?” I say more than question.

“The way you look at me, or don’t look at me, turns me on,” Joe adds.

I giggle at his statement since he feels the same way I do.

“You have been naughty,” he announces.

“How so?”

“Avoiding me a few times this past week,” he says.

“I haven’t avoided,” I challenge.

“You haven’t slept over either,” he counters.

“You’ve had family over. Besides, if I stay too much, you’ll get tired of me,” I mention.

“Hardly,” Joe rebuts.

“Yes, it is quite hard right now,” I present.

“I’m always hard for you,” he admits.

“You’ll spoil a girl with words like that,” I say.

“That’s the plan,” he reveals.

Needing him inside me, I rush to remove his pants. Once we’ve got most of our costumes removed, which was a little bit of a feat, Joe rolls on the condom and f*cks me against the wall. Already wound up, it doesn’t take long for Joe to provide me two orgasms. He finishes with me during my last peak.

Joe helps me get dressed back into my costume and double checks my appearance before clearing me to leave. We kiss a few times and then I’m out of the room, leaving him half dressed as he insists.

I find Maggie and Henry on the dance floor and join them. After some time, Jimmy and Allen come over with Jared and Nathan. A slow song comes on and Marcus finds me, wanting to make good on my promise. He’s very light on his feet and a joy to dance with. As the night wears on, I’m stuck dancing with Caleb, but at least he’s a gentleman the whole time.

My heart sinks a little as the evening starts to come to an end and I didn’t get the chance to dance with Joe. I seek out a chair off to the side to relax and sulk a little, but right as I’m about to lower my ass to the cushion, I feel a warm hand tug on my arm.


“Dance with me,” Joe requests.

Without hesitation, I follow his lead to the floor where practically everyone is dancing. He takes us to the left side where there’s less light and a little more room.

Halfway through the song, Joe whispers, “Happy Birthday.”

“It’s not my birthday,” I inform him.

“Twenty-nine more days to figure it out,” he confesses.

“How do you know it’s in November?”

“I was able to get a little birdie to tell me which month,” Joe reveals. “And, you just confirmed it.”

“Maggie,” I mumble.

“How do you know it was her?”

I give Joe a look, but he doesn’t confirm whether it was her or not.

“So, which day is it?” he searches.

“I’m not telling,” I state calmly.

“I’ll figure it out . . . in time,” Joe says confidently.

I don’t argue — it’s pointless with him.

“Can I sneak over tonight?”

“No,” I object.

“I was hoping to do a little role playing with these costumes,” Joe mentions.

I bite my lip, doing my best to avoid the temptation.

“Maybe I’ll bring it to Oregon,” he says.

“Why?”

Joe laughs. “Just in case.”

“That won’t happen,” I answer.

“Why not?”

“Maggie and I are sharing a room, remember?” I remind.

“Damn,” Joe huffs.

After our dance, Joe and I find Jimmy and Allen and join them. About fifteen minutes later, the rest of my friends and family gather around. We chat for a little bit and then head back to Nathaniel’s around two-thirty in the morning.