Back Reasons to Breathe: Book 2 in Breathe Duet
Chapters (58)
  1. Dedication
  2. Content Warning
  3. 1. Jane
  4. Jane
  5. 2. Nathan
  6. Nathan
  7. 3. Jane
  8. Jane
  9. 4. Aiden
  10. Aiden
  11. 5. Jane
  12. Jane
  13. 6. Callum
  14. Callum
  15. 7. Jane
  16. Jane
  17. 8. Nathan
  18. Nathan
  19. 9. Jane
  20. Jane
  21. 10. Aiden
  22. Aiden
  23. 11. Jane
  24. Jane
  25. 12. Nathan
  26. Nathan
  27. 13. Jane
  28. Jane
  29. 14. Jane
  30. Jane
  31. 15. Callum
  32. Callum
  33. 16. Jane
  34. Jane
  35. 17. Aiden
  36. Aiden
  37. 18. Jane
  38. Jane
  39. 19. Jane
  40. Jane
  41. 20. Aiden
  42. Aiden
  43. 21. Jane
  44. Jane
  45. 22. Callum
  46. Callum
  47. 23. Jane
  48. Jane
  49. 24. Nathan
  50. Nathan
  51. 25. Jane
  52. Jane
  53. Epilogue
  54. JANE
  55. Bonus Epilogue
  56. Acknowledgments
  57. About the Author
  58. Also by Mandy Muse

“Aren’t we watching a movie?” I asked, confused.

“What’s with the bedding?” He set the popcorn down with a few cans of sparkling water, coke, and beers.

“Uh…. getting comfy?” I felt unsure.

He looked at me, confused for a moment, but quickly looked amused.

“You’re so fucking cute,” he said, stepping closer and leaning down. He gave me a soft kiss, but that wasn’t enough for both of us. We deepened the kiss, our tongues playfully dancing with each other until Nathan nipped my lip and I gasped. I ran my hands through his hair, pulling him closer. He groaned, running his hands down my sides to my ass, grabbing a handful, pulling me closer until I could feel him getting hard.

“Nathan,” I whimpered as he kissed down my neck, nipping and sucking.

“Shit Jane, I’m supposed to be behaving myself.” He sucked on my earlobe, making me clench my thighs.

“Why?” I pulled his hair to drag his mouth back to mine.

“I don’t…want…to...” he said in between kisses.

I ran my hand along his firm chest, down his amazing abs, and down to grab a handful of his hard cock.

“Darling,” I swear I could hear a slight drawl. “I don’t want you to feel…” I slid my hand under his boxers, grabbing the tip and rubbing the pre-cum all over his head.

“Fuck this… you want to play dirty,” he said, lifting my shirt and yanking it off and pulling the boxer briefs down my legs. He lifted me up, laid down on the couch, positioning me so that I was straddling his face.

“Nathan, what are you doing?” I asked, feeling nervous.

“I want you to sit on my face,” he said, bringing me down so my pussy was hovering over his mouth.

“I think that sounds like a bad idea, and I don’t want to suffocate you.” I was getting anxious.

“Darling, oxygen is optional.” He pulled me down again.

“I don’t…” One powerful stroke of his tongue made me lose my train of thought.

“Nathan I’m too..” With the second lick I think I might have forgotten my name. “Heavy.” And by the third lick, I didn’t care anymore. I rolled my hips for more friction, and he rewarded me with a suck on my clit and a groan that had me bucking forward. Nathan licked and sucked like I was his favorite ice cream. It didn’t take long until my legs shook with the need to come, but he kept his pace steady, eating and teasing me but not giving enough pressure to make me come.