Breathe Out (Just Breathe, #2)(144)

“Behave,” I command playfully.

“Please,” Joe says. “I want to touch you.”

“Not yet,” I reveal, moving behind him. My hands play with his body.

I return to Joe’s cock, sucking it hard several times and then back away from him.

“Where are you going?” Joe whines.

My feet breech the doorway into the bedroom and I crawl across the edge of the bed, smacking my ass once. Joe groans and informs me that I’m being naughty. After shaking my ass in the air a few times, I lower onto the edge of the bed, pressing my legs wide open with my hands. My fingers explore my skin from my neck all the way to my sex several times.

Emma, please,” Joe begs. “I need to touch you.”

“Not yet,” I hum, sending my fingers into my wet cave. My free hand squeezes my breasts and nipples.

“Please, beautiful,” Joe grovels.

I watch him watching me as I continue to touch myself. Joe pleads several more times as my climax surfaces like a gentle storm. Once my body is done tingling from the pleasure, I get a condom from Joe’s bag and roll it onto his shaft.

“You were naughty,” he states playfully.

I shake my head in debate as I curl onto his lap.

“I should spank you for that,” Joe comments.

“I thought you’d like to watch,” I muse.

“Not if I can’t touch you,” Joe mentions.

“Oops,” I laugh.

“You’re still in trouble,” Joe discloses.

“Promise?” I inquire.

“Yes,” he confirms, driving his tongue into my mouth. “Fuck me, please.”

Angling his cock in place, I lower my body down until he’s halfway inside. “More,” I check playfully.

Joe clenches his jaw, nodding his response.

My hips lift first to where he almost pops out of me and then lower in one single, swift movement until my vagina is stuffed. We both moan our satisfaction as I rock back and forth several times. Then, I rise slightly, lowering back down again.

“Please, beautiful,” Joe says. “I need to touch you.”

“You are touching me,” I goad, rocking my hips over him.

“With my hands,” he explains.

“You sure?” I muse.

“Yes,” he huffs.

Steadying my body, I shift to the right and yank on the excess piece of the scarf that immediately releases his hands. Joe’s left hand springs to the side of my face as his right wraps around my back. He pulls me into his body as he thrusts his hips up into me. I whimper with delight.


“My turn?” Joe asks

“For what?” I explore.

“To make you cum,” he expands.

“If that pleases you,” I reply.

Joe’s hand tightens in my hair, forcing my head to tilt back slightly. His mouth captures my neck as his groin pulses into me while he presses down on my waist. “I should make you beg for it,” he hums into my ear.

“If you want me to,” I agree.

Joe’s hand, located on my waist, slides down to my clitoris, rubbing it vigorously until I’m on the verge of climax. I groan in protest when his fingers move to my breasts, pinching each nipple several times. Then, Joe’s hand smacks my ass. He caresses the spot that stings and then hits it again before returning his fingers to my nub for several seconds.

“Please,” I giggle.

Joe gets me close again, denying me sweet release. His hand stings my rear. “Please, what?”

“Please,” I gulp. “Make me cum.”

“You sure you’re ready to?” he asks deviously.

“Yes,” I pant.

His fingers circle my clit again and I whimper from the sweet agony of denial. He spanks my rear, soothing it with his gentle touch a few seconds after I moan from the pleasure. “I don’t think you’re ready,” he claims.

“Yes,” I moan. One of my hands slithers down to my sex.

“Oh, no you don’t,” he announces, snatching my wrist and holding it behind my back.

“Please,” I beg. “Please. I want to cum.” My free hand takes a try at touching myself.

“No,” Joe commands, locking both arms behind me.

“Please,” I whimper.

Joe seizes my hair with his left hand, directing my face closer so he can kiss me. His groin continues pushes into me as his tongue swirls with mine.

“Please,” I moan. “I want to cum. I want you to make me cum all over you.”

Joe wraps his free arm around my lower back, lifting us both off the chair while keeping his cock buried inside me. He lowers me to the bed and raises my arms above me.

“Fuck me,” I request. “Make me cum all over you.”

Without hesitation, Joe plows into my sex, causing my release to come without much warning. His cock stiffens and as he’s unable to fight off his own orgasm — I climax with him again. Catching his breath, Joe removes the condom and rolls on another. He flips me over, grabbing my hips and pulls them up for bunny style. Joe enters me, smacking my ass as soon as he’s penetrated me completely. My vagina clamps down around his shaft at the sensation, excited for it to happen again. He thrusts into me several more times, spanking my other cheek when he’s halfway in. My body instantly responds, whimpering from the pained pleasure.