Breathe Out (Just Breathe, #2)(63)

“It’ll take some time and I don’t think we have enough . . .” he continues.

Cutting him off, I say, “Don’t use one.”

Joe studies me. “Are you on the pill?”

“No,” I admit. “I use the Billing’s Method. It’s not a day where I could get . . . .”

“How do you know?” he searches, more curious than doubtful.

“I keep track each day,” I explain. “I’ve used it for years.”

“That’s what that calendar is for?” he states more than questions.

“Yes,” I confirm.

“Are you sure?” he inquires.

“Yes, I can’t get . . .” my voice drops with word pregnant.

“I mean, are you sure you want to?” he checks. “I trust you and your judgment.”

Pursing my lips, my head nods agreement. “I’m clean,” I nervously blurt.

I’m not sure why I felt compelled to tell him. It’s not like we haven’t gone down on each other or anything.

With a calm smile, Joe steps into me and kisses me. “Me too.” His knuckles graze my cheeks. “Another first for me,” he reveals.

“Me too,” my voice shakes.

After several long, ardent kisses, Joe smiles.

“Yes,” I say, recognizing his expression. “I want you.”

Joe snatches a kiss. “I want you too,” he discloses.

Savoring the moment, Joe takes his time as he hoists me up by my ass and presses my body against the cool, tile wall. His cock twitches against my belly, eagerly awaiting entry. My arms tighten around Joe’s neck as our mouths continue to nonchalantly dance together.

“Fuck me,” I plea, desperate to be filled.

“You ready?” he teases.

“Yes,” I moan.

A whimper slips by my lips when the tip of his penis grazes the rim of my opening.

“You sure?” he tests.

“Yes,” I pant.

Joe’s cock slides in, with a single, slow push until he’s completely inside.

My body shivers from the new sensation — the sensation of feeling him, all of him without a barrier. I know he feels it too as we both stay entwined and not moving. His cock stiffens and twitches as it stays buried. I’ve never had a man inside me likes this — it’s so — raw and carnal.

He takes an unhurried withdraw and plunges back in, and our bodies reverberate with pleasure simultaneously. I’m conflicted with the notion of telling him to f*ck me and not wanting to relinquish this level of sensation and satisfaction.

“Fuck, Emma,” Joe groans, penetrating me over and over again. “You feel so f*cking good.”

“I know,” I acquiesce.

Joe begins to thrust with faster, rhythmic pulses. My eyes flutter closed, relinquishing to the myriad of senses flooding my body. Our mouths unite and our bodies mold and dance together as one. Joe continues to titillate my insides, causing my fourth orgasm to arrive unexpectedly. Right as my body is coming down from the euphoria vibrating through me, another climax sparks inside without warning.

“God, Emma,” Joe says through gritted teeth into my neck.

My body shakes, objecting to his removal just before he cums.

“Did you finish?” he checks with concern.

“Yes,” I groan, missing the feeling of him.

“You sure?” he verifies, not sure if I’m telling the truth.


“Yes,” I confirm. “I just didn’t expect you to pull out.”

“I panicked, sorry,” he reveals.

“It’s okay. I understand,” I reassure. “I was just enjoying the feeling.”

“Me too,” he agrees.

“Four,” I state, blushing from the encounter.

“Technically five,” Joe chuckles with a hint of confidence.

“One was me,” I counter.

“Four’s not bad,” he admits.

“Nope.”

Our bodies stay linked for a bit, savoring the moment and our connection.

“We should get you washed up,” Joe says. “It won’t look good if I get you there late.”

“Yeah,” I sheepishly agree, bowing my head.

“Thank you.”

“For what?”

“All of it,” he comments.

Blushing, I answer, “You too.”

We leave my apartment on time since my bags are already packed with my makeup, jewelry and shoes. I also have a small bag of clothes to change into afterward.

Joe gloats the whole way in the car after we drop Sadie off with Anna and the rest of the trip into West Hollywood.

Jimmy and Allen are already at Nathaniel’s with the limo that they and Joe will be using to arrive at the premier. Maggie, Henry, Jared, Nathan, Jimmy, Allen and Joe will all be riding together. Everyone is meeting up at Nathaniel’s and then going to the premier from there. I’m stuck riding in the same limo with Chris while my friends follow all together in other. I’m not sure why Nathan and Jared can’t at least join Chris and me in our limo.

“What are you gloating about?” I peruse.

“Nothing,” Joe lies.

“Right,” I sarcastically reply.

Joe’s grin widens.