Breathing Styles Novels & Stories

I focused on his touch- tried to focus on his touch but my breathing was too rough and I could hardly hear anything that was said. “That's it, Sara, keep breathing slowly in and out” And I listened. I breathed deeply, in through the nose and out through the mouth. I did my best to slow down but I couldn't help but think that I needed to get out of there now. “1. 2, 3,4” He counted with my breathing.

Rena In, out. In, out. I focus on my breathing. Six counts in through my nose. Six counts out through my mouth. Again and again. "Keep it steady," I whisper to myself, my voice barely audible in the darkness. "Just keep breathing." When I concentrate on counting my breaths, the pounding of my heart slows down. The tight feeling in my chest loosens a little. For a few precious moments, I can almost forget where I am. Then another contraction grips me, and fear floods back like a tidal wave.

Breathing. But no longer broken

"Sena. Shhhh. Calm down. Take deep breaths." I tried to obey, tried to slow my breathing, but the sobs kept coming. "Deep breaths," he repeated, his hand moving to my chest, feeling my racing heart. "In and out. Slowly. You're going to make yourself sick." I focused on his voice, on the steady rhythm of his breathing behind me, trying to match it. Slowly, painfully, the sobs began to subside into hiccups and shaky breaths. "Better," Kael said quietly. "Keep breathing. Just like that."

air was slowly returning to my lungs but I was struggling to keep it under control. I can’t let him see me like this, I tried to pull away from him but he tightened his arms around me and whispered in my ear, “It’s okay, deep breaths” fighting him was taking too much energy, the loss of control consuming me. “Relax, breathe in 2, 3, 4, and out 2, 3, 4.” I tried to breathe in rhythm with his count, concentrating on his voice and nothing else. My ribs felt like someone was crushing them sending sharp stabbing pains through my sides into my shoulders. It felt like an eternity but finally my breathing started to sorta resemble something normal but my body was shaking uncontrollably. The coolness

I gave him a thumbs up! "Good because now we can get down and dirty!" His strong ass begins to lift and lower me. Slowly at first. But I'm having trouble breathing. He instructs me to. "Breathe through your nose, Babe." I do. And, whew! It instantly makes a difference. He didn't stop though. And before I can get used to the position. He speeds up! I hear him moaning. Cool! That means I'm doing good! Right?

A moment later, he pressed his nose against my neck and took a deep breath in, breathing in my scent the way he always does. Another sound of pure relief slips past his lips as he exhales. A second later, he pressed his nose firmly against his favorite spot on my neck and took a deep breath, inhaling my scent the way he always does.

"All I need is the rhythm." --- Selena Gomez ●●● Hands pushing me towards the bathtub. 'Ugly ass' 'kill yourself' 'Pussy' Were the only things I could hear. They finally push me down and keep me down by my shoulders. The instant I go into the water, the voices fade away. Underwater, I feel almost... Peaceful. Away from what the world is bringing for me. The water goes into my mouth. I am screaming 'help me, I can't breathe' but I can't even hear my own voice. No one can.

Balin followed behind him. “Close your eyes, young Rave. Begin the breathing. Balin placed his fingers lightly on Rave’s cheek. Leesa watched as Rave began a series of long, slow breaths through his nose. With each breath, the inhale and exhale grew slightly longer. When each seemed to Leesa to last an impossibly long time, Rave began to shorten his breaths, just as gradually as he had lengthened them. The breathing exercise lasted for several minutes. Finally, Balin removed his fingers from Rave’s cheek. He motioned for Leesa to join them.