“Why not? This is my favorite place on the ranch.”
The moment I heard her sweet voice, my heart dropped to the ground. I turned around and saw Emma leaning against the tree, holding the quilt. I was so happy to see her, and my first instinct was to walk up and kiss her.
“Emma? What are you…why are you here and not in Austin?”
Austin.
Philip.
The hurt rushed through my body again, and I took a few steps back. “What happened, Em? Your boyfriend break up with you before y’all could ring in the New Year together?”
I couldn’t see her facial expression, but I could tell she stiffened up.
“I hope not. I was kind of hoping we would celebrate it together.”
I let out a laugh. “You brought your boyfriend to Mason?” I pushed both hands through my hair and then leaned over. I felt sick to my stomach. I put my hands on my knees and took in a few deep breaths. “Fucking great,” I whispered.
I jumped when I felt her touch my shoulder. I stood up and took a few steps away from her. I couldn’t handle her touch right now. I couldn’t even handle the sound of her sweet voice.
“I didn’t have to bring him to Mason. He lives in Mason, and we’ve been apart for too long.” She reached her hand out toward me.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “Emma, what in the hell are you talking about? Philip doesn’t live in Mason.”
The corner of Emma’s lip rose, and then she smiled at me. She slowly shook her head and said, “No, Philip lives in Austin with my aunt and uncle.”
Jesus, is it possible for the trees to be spinning around me?
“What?” I asked as I leaned back against my car. “Why does he live with your aunt and uncle?” What type of messed-up relationship does she have with this guy?
Emma slowly started to unbutton her white shirt as she took a few steps closer to me. “He lives with them because they are his parents.”
“What? Did they adopt him or something?” I asked as I watched her take off her shirt.
She stood in front of me with nothing but a skirt and her white bra. My dick was so hard that I was pretty sure I would explode if she rubbed against me.
Emma let out a giggle and started removing her pencil skirt.
I held up my hands and said, “Emma, I won’t let you do this.”
She stepped out of her skirt and stood before me in her bra, white lace knickers, and a garter belt that held up her hose.
“Motherfucker,” I whispered.
She walked up to me and stopped inches from me. “No, Garrett. Philip was not adopted by them. He’s their biological son. I was having dinner with my cousin, who was helping me with a class I was struggling with. We hadn’t seen each other in months. He has a wicked sense of humor, and that’s why I was laughing so hard when you walked up to us.”
Emma reached behind her back, and before I knew it, her bra had fallen to the ground. She stood in front of me, wearing nothing but knickers, her garter, and hose.
“I think I’m going to faint,” I said as I looked her perfect body up and down.
“Garrett…touch me,” Emma whispered.
My eyes snapped up to hers, and I felt the tears building in my eyes. “Emma…I’m so sorry. I thought—”
She pushed herself into my body and ran her hand through my hair. “Garrett Thomas Mathews, kiss me and put your hands on me before I explode from needing to feel your touch.”
I did as she’d asked. I slammed my lips against hers, and the moment her tongue touched mine, I let out a moan. She tasted like cinnamon and honey—that was the only way I could describe it. She was so damn sweet. She grabbed my hand and moved it up to her breast. The instant I touched her, I jerked my mouth from hers.
She dropped her head back and moaned. “Oh God, I’ve dreamed of this moment for months.” Bringing her hand up, she grabbed her other breast and began playing with her nipple.
“Emma…you’re gonna kill me. I think you’re trying to kill me.”
She snapped her head back up and took a step back. I reached out to keep touching her, but she smiled and turned. She started walking back to the tree.
Holy shit. I could see the cheeks of her ass peeking out from her knickers.
She looked back at me from over her shoulder, and she used her finger to motion for me to follow her. I began walking toward her, and I watched as she reached down and began laying out the quilt. I stopped just short of the quilt and stared at her as she leaned up against the tree.
She slowly put her finger in her mouth and then let out a giggle. “I’m trying to seduce you, Mr. Mathews. Is it working?”
I couldn’t help but smile. “I would say it’s working very well, Miss Birk, very well indeed.”
“Garrett?”
I looked her body up and down. “Yeah?” I pulled my shirt up and over my head and tossed it to the ground.
She held up a condom, and I about dropped to my knees.
“I want you to make love to me, Garrett. Then, after we make love, I want you to do something else for me.”
My mouth was dry, and I fought like hell to speak. “Oh…okay. I’ll do whatever you want, Buttercup.”
She pushed off the tree and began walking over to me. She put the condom gently between her teeth as she reached down and started taking off my pants.
Don’t touch me. Don’t touch me. Oh God, please don’t let me come from just her touching me.
She slowly began stripping me of my clothes. I lifted one leg at a time, and before I knew it, she was standing up and taking a step back. She ran her eyes over my body. The way she was looking at me had me grabbing myself, and I let out a moan.
She went to unclip her hose, but I quickly walked up and dropped to my knees onto the quilt. I began to open each snap. I placed my hands on her legs and listened to her breathing increase.
“Take off your knickers, but leave your stockings on, Emma.”
I looked up at her chest heaving up and down. I’d never seen anyone move so fast in my life. Emma tossed her knickers on top of my clothes. I reached up and began rolling her stocking down her right leg. I placed my hands on her left leg and slowly began taking off that stocking. When she lifted her leg, I removed the stocking but put her leg over my shoulder.
“I want to taste you, Emma,” I said as I pulled her closer to me.
She placed both hands in my hair and whispered, “Garrett…I’m scared.”
I pushed my face into her and quickly flicked her clit with my tongue.
She jerked her hips into me and let out a small scream. “Oh my God!”
She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face into her more. I couldn’t help but smile, knowing my sweet, naughty Emma liked this. I slowly pushed two fingers into her.
Damn…she’s so tight.
I needed to make her orgasm as many times as I could before we made love. I gently moved my fingers in and out as I began sucking on her clit, and then I began my assault on her clit with my tongue. She started pumping her hips more, and before I knew it, she was clamping down on my fingers and falling apart as she called out my name. I didn’t even care how loud she was. I was making her come in the most intimate way. I was about to make her completely mine. When she finally began relaxing, I quickly stood up and held on to her.
“Garrett…that was…oh my…that was amazing.”
I smiled and kissed her as I gradually brought her down to lie on the quilt. “Please tell me you haven’t had an orgasm since the last time we were on this quilt,” I whispered against her lips.
She looked away. “I can’t tell you that because it would be a lie.”
I swallowed hard, and I was about to ask her when she turned back to face me. The moonlight caught her eyes, and I fell in love with her even more.
“I have dreams about you all the time, Garrett. When I wake up, I’m touching myself. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve made myself orgasm because I was dreaming or thinking ab
out you. I’m so sorry.”
She went to look away again, but I placed my hand on the side of her face.
“Don’t ever say you are sorry. Baby, I’ve done the same thing.”
The smile that spread across her face would have dropped me to my knees had I been standing up.
“Emma, I need to make you come again, so when we make love, it won’t hurt as bad,” I whispered.
She nodded her head and gave me a wicked smile. “I never finished telling you what I want after you make love to me.”
I chortled. “No…no, you didn’t.”
She began chewing on her lower lip as she slowly wrapped her legs around me and said, “Garrett, after you make love to me, I want you to…I want you to fuck me against the tree.”
Holy…
Son of bitch…
Did she just say…
“Emma, I think I just came.”
“What?” I pushed Garrett off of me and slammed my hands over my mouth. I was filled with regret for even saying what I had just said. Here I was, so close to Garrett making love to me, and I’d made him come before he even got inside me.
Garrett started laughing. “Buttercup, I’m kidding. Lie back down.”
He gently laid me back down and buried his face between my legs again before I could even say a word to the cruel joke he had just played on me. I didn’t care how dirty all the other girls had said this was. It felt amazing, and I would let Garrett do it anytime he wanted to. The way his tongue moved on me was wonderful. I tried with all my might not to come so quickly this time, but when he reached his hand up and began playing with my nipple, I lost it.
It didn’t take long before I was calling out his name. “Garrett, oh my God! Oh God, yes! God, yes, don’t stop!”
I couldn’t believe how I was acting. It was like I had left sweet and innocent Emma in the car and found my inner sex goddess. I was pumping my hips into his face and begging for him not to stop.
When I finally began coming down from that intense high, I felt Garrett’s kisses moving up my body. When he stopped and put a nipple into his mouth, I could feel another orgasm beginning to build. He stopped, and the feeling quickly went away. Then, he moved to the other nipple, and the feeling began building again. Right before I thought I was going to explode, he moved his lips up to my neck as he positioned himself between my legs. I could feel his dick looking for entrance into my body, and I was scared and excited at the same time.
He stopped right before my lips. “Can I kiss you after what I did?”
I slid my hand around his neck and pulled him to my lips. At first, the idea of it made me feel a bit unsure, but soon, I was lost in Garrett’s kiss. He slowly began pushing against me, and I immediately tensed up.
“Emma, baby, I need you to relax.”
I looked into his eyes and nodded my head as I whispered, “Is it going to hurt, Garrett?”
His eyes filled with tears as he gently kissed me on the lips. He pulled back slightly and said, “At first, but then it will feel good. I promise.”
I wrapped my arms around him and opened my legs more to him. The moment he began seeking entry, I felt the burning sensation. I bit down on my lip and tried to relax.
Garrett started kissing me over and over. “I love you, Emma. I’ll love you forever.”
Then, he pushed in a little more, and I let out a gasp.
“I’m going to make you mine. You’re completely and utterly mine.”
“Yes!” I called out as he pushed in more. “Oh my God. I just thought you looked big, but…my God, I think you’re huge. Is it…will it fit?”
Garrett began laughing as he looked at me. “That is the sexiest thing anyone has ever said to me, and yes, baby…it will fit.”
I let out a giggle, and Garrett pushed in more.
“Oh God!” I cried out as he slowly began moving in and out. “Are you in all the way?”
Garrett began kissing me again as he moved gently and slowly. Each time, he pushed in more until I was positive that I wouldn’t be able to take another inch of him.
“I’m all the way in, baby,” he whispered against my lips. “I’m going to make love to you now, Emma.”
My heart slammed in my chest, and I felt a tear slide down my cheek. He moved so slowly, and at first, it burned like hell, but then it began to feel amazing.
“Garrett, I never imagined it would feel so…amazing, so…beautiful.”
As Garrett began to go faster and faster, I started to feel the buildup again. I instantly thought about Margie saying how Billy had yet to make her orgasm during sex. If it happened to me on my first time, I was going to rub it in.
“Garrett…can you go deeper? I mean…faster and deeper?” I reached over and grabbed the quilt.
I arched my body as Garrett picked up his pace.
He let out a grunt and said, “Emma…I’m so close.”
I thrashed my head back and forth. “Garrett, oh God…I’m going to come…yes! Oh God, yes!”
The next thing I knew, Garrett was calling out my name as I called out his. I could feel my insides pulsing down on him. It felt so incredible, and I’d never experienced anything so moving in my entire life.
“I love you, Emma. I love you so much,” Garrett said as he stayed on top of me.
He was still inside me, and I could feel him twitching. I smiled, knowing that Garrett would be the only person to make me feel like this for the rest of our lives.
“I love you, too, Garrett. That was wonderful. I can’t believe how amazing you feel inside me.”
Garrett jumped up and began swearing. “Motherfucker! Oh shit. No! Oh my God, no.”
I sat up quickly. “What? What’s wrong? Did I do or say something wrong?”
Garrett looked at me as he dropped to his knees. “Emma…I’m so sorry. I’m so very sorry. I can’t believe…I didn’t think…I got so caught up in everything, and I just…oh God.”
He dropped his head on my chest, and I started to feel like I couldn’t breathe.
What is happening? Why is he so upset?
Then, I looked down and to my right.
The condom. Oh no, Garrett forgot to put on the condom.
A part of me was overjoyed at the idea of possibly getting pregnant with Garrett’s baby. The other part of me panicked. My parents had been mad enough at me when I told them I was leaving college. My father had told me if I walked away from school, he would never speak to me again or help me if I chose to go back to school.
The moment I’d seen the hurt in Garrett’s eyes when he saw me with Philip, I’d known that I would never hurt him again. When I’d watched him drive away, I’d known I had to listen to my heart, and my heart had told me that I needed to be with Garrett.
I moved back some, so Garrett would look at me. “Garrett, please don’t do this. It’s okay. I promise, it’s okay.”
He shook his head. “No, Emma, that was so irresponsible of me. I promised David…I promised him that I would be careful. We just…oh my God, Emma. What if you get pregnant?”
I smiled. “Then, it would be a part of God’s plan. Garrett, I’m here to stay. I love you more than life itself, and I’m not going back to Austin. I want to be with you—forever.”
Garrett looked at me with a shocked expression on his face. “What do you mean, you’re not going back to Austin?”
I took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. I knew Garrett was about to be upset with me, but I didn’t care. “I saw the hurt in your eyes when you thought Philip and I were together. I vowed at that very moment that I would never be the reason you hurt like that again. I told my parents I was quitting school and coming back to Mason…coming back to be with the man I love.”
When I saw the tear slide down his face, everything in that one moment changed. We were meant to be together, and nothing would ever keep us apart.
“Can I ask you something?” Garrett asked as he pushed a piece of loose hair behind my ear.
Then, he ran his
finger up and down my arm, and it felt like a million little pricks were stinging me everywhere he touched.
“Always,” I whispered.
“How many condoms did you get out of my drawer?” he asked with a wink.
My mouth dropped opened, and I slapped his arm. “How did you know I got them from your room?”
Garrett shrugged his shoulders. “Lucky guess.”
I smiled and pulled him to me as I slowly began to lie back. I reached over and grabbed the condom. “I was looking for the quilt when I found them. I finally asked your mother where you might have put the quilt I’d made you, and she just smiled and said it was in your truck.”
Garrett’s face turned to panic. “Did she see you getting the condoms?”
“No! Of course not.”
I looked down when I felt Garrett’s hardness pushing against me. When I looked back up, he was ripping open the condom, and I watched as he rolled it over his thick, long shaft. I shivered with anticipation and opened myself to him. This time, Garrett wasn’t as gentle, and I was surprised by how much I liked it. He told me to roll over and get on my hands and knees. It was much deeper this way, and I came almost instantly. Being with Garrett like this would forever be my favorite thing.
I rolled over, and right before Garrett came, he whispered in my ear, “Happy New Year, Buttercup.” As he came, he then whispered my name and told me how much he loved me.
Garrett dropped to my side and tried to catch his breath as I wrapped myself up in the quilt. Tonight was warmer than normal, and I was ready to sleep under the stars with the man I would love forever.
Garrett held on to me, and his breathing began to slow and even out. I found myself being soothed by it. I had never felt so at peace in my life.
I fell asleep and dreamed of white dresses, puppies, babies…and Garrett making love to me against the tree and then the barn.
I felt Garrett moving his hand down my face, and I smiled. I was just about to say something when he covered my mouth. I snapped my eyes open and looked at him.
He put his finger up to his mouth and slowly shook his head. My eyes grew bigger.
Oh God, someone must be coming! My parents! Oh. My. God. My father. Garrett better run if he wants to live.