I Want To Breathe Your Every Breath Novels & Stories

She started backing up toward the bathroom as she reached her arms behind her back and unhooked her bra, letting it hang on a moment as his eyes devoured her nearly naked breasts. When she let it drop to the floor, Darius quickly stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, his lips capturing hers in a kiss of hunger. Her nipples ached as her breasts pressed boldly against the material of his polo shirt. “I’m going out of my mind, baby… I’ve wanted you all day. How do you feel?” he asked as his lips trailed down her jaw. “I feel like I need you inside me,” she said, shocked by her brashness. “Now…”

Despite all these other strikes, though, the one thing that really drove me crazy about her was the fact that she was always so damn cheerful, no matter what was happening around her. I swear she is the type of girl who can never say single bad thing about anyone..or maybe she never think like that. So you see, this girl can really really..drive me crazy..my sophomore year *sigh* can't be saved.

I let her inside my heart and letting her go was going to fucking hurt. But I'll get over it...maybe one day. I plugged in my earphones and let my soul drown in the darkness. It felt like I was being reborn again. I can't breathe (Chopsquad), I can't breathe, 999 Waiting for the exhale I toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhale Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well Still no luck, but oh, well I still try even though I know I'm gon' fail

“You… are the best thing that has ever happened to me.” It does not seem like it. I want to say it, but it just seems like it’s not worth the trouble of breathing too deeply. I’m sure that if I do, I’ll feel nauseous all over again. These shallow breaths are doing the trick. In. Out. In. Out. Swallow the bile. In. Grit my teeth. Out. “Mmmm…” That’ll do just fine, I suppose.

I paused at the doorway, I turned to see once more what would soon be mine. A new space. A new beginning. A new life. A quiet, steady breath of hope. As we stepped outside, Cory nudged me lightly. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” “No,” I admitted honestly. “ Doesn’t matter though cause I’m doing it anyway.” He smiled. “That’s more than enough.” “I just realized I haven’t thanked you. You didn’t have to do any of this but you did anyway.” I gushed, giving a little pout.

Garrett didn't care if I lived or died, as long as he got what he wanted. I stared at his pathetic face, my tone as cold as ice. "Stop fooling yourself. Whatever we had is over." Still, he wouldn't give up. "If you don't love me, then why'd you buy me those cufflinks?"

“Everything is fine.” I didn’t even realize I wasn’t breathing until he pointed it out. “Lisa, baby,” he murmurs, his tone filled with gentle reassurance. “You need to stay with me. Just listen to my voice, okay? Breathe. Breathe for me.” He takes a deep breath, demonstrating for me, and I find myself mirroring his movements. Slowly but surely, my breathing steadies. The tightness in my chest loosens, and I can finally inhale deeply on my own.

"Ouch. You wound me, little one." As they swayed together, Sophia allowed herself to relax into the moment. The bass thrummed through her body, matching the quickened pace of her heart. She breathed in Jake's scent - a mix of salt and citrus that reminded her of sun-soaked days by the sea.

And beta Brandon wherever you are I hope you're alright, I hope you have the strength to fight because you’ll need it. HEAVY breathing Snap, snap, snap Growl