Deep Breath Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

I grabbed a granola bar and headed out of the house and waited for Ryder to come pick me up. -Aspen P.O.V- It has been two nights since I marked that girl and two nights of me thinking about her nonstop. I unwrapped my body from my black sheets, let my feet drop to the floor and walked to my bathroom. I did my business and took a shower. I put on a clean pair of boxers and a pair of basketball shorts I grabbed my flip flops and put my black I phone 12 plus on charge then headed out the door. I walked to the dining room to get breakfast.

I take a long, deep, pleased breath. “You have my word.”

It really was too noisy. She exhaled, taking a deep dreath and once again exhaled. She can't... breath!

Breathing. But no longer broken

I inhale and take deep breaths, I'm just nervous.

Breathing. Safe.

Really breathe. THE END.

His heavy breathing brushed over my neck, telling me he was enjoying it as much as I was. “I need more,” he said with a raspy, strangled voice. “More?” I questioned, my brain muddled with ecstasy. “More. Deeper. Harder.” He pushed me to my back and came over the top of me. He pushed the blankets out of his way and ran a hand down my chest. His eyes were that beautiful dark blue that always happened when he was turned on. I watched him stare at my body, running his hands over the curves before dropping a kiss to one nipple, then the other.

Every breath. How cruel.