Breathe for Me (The Langston Brothers Duet #1)

by Brittany Ann

To the ones who try to save everyone but themselves. Remember that you are just as important as the person beside you. Remember to live.

Christ. Those fucking eyes. Green. Forest green. Eyes a man could get lost in. Eyes that made a man want to get lost in.

My chest ached at the thought of never seeing her again.

“Be a good girl or I’ll fuck you into one.”

“Never judge a cowboy for his sins, sweetheart. Ask who wronged him first.”

“You don’t touch my woman. You don’t look at my woman. You don’t think about her green eyes. You don’t think about her pretty hair. You don’t think about her enchanting face.”

My name left my dark cowboy’s lips, and I thanked the heavens that I was leaning against the counter, or I would have fallen to my knees in a puddle.

“Shut the fuck up,” he growled, his hand going to the back of my neck. Then he did it. He ruined me. His lips crashed against mine, his huge body, shoving me against the cab, pinning me to it as he pried my lips open with his tongue. His hot, delicious, tongue. My mouth fell open, letting him in, and I was kissing him back with the same urgency. I couldn’t control it. A sound ripped from him, causing my insides to quiver. It was rough, uncontrolled, dark…

“You leave me, so help me God, baby, I will hunt you down,” he clipped. “I will find you and take my anger out on that perfect, round ass of yours. You won’t be able to walk for a fucking month.”

“That’s my good girl.”

“Love ain’t meant for cowboys. Because when a cowboy falls in love, not even the fires of hell could stop him from being with her.”

“Breathe for me, Valerie. Breathe for me and never stop,” I cried, shaking her body. “Breathe for me because I’m breathing for you.”