Garrett muttered a few curse words, and when I opened my eyes, he had his pants off. After rolling on the condom, he picked me up and walked me back against his truck.
“Yes! Oh God, Garrett, yes!” I said as I put my hands on his shoulders.
“Emma, I’m not going to be gentle with you. I can’t right now. I need you too much.”
I shook my head. “Don’t be. Garrett, I need to feel you moving inside me—now!”
I let out a small whimper as Garrett lifted me a little higher. He placed his tip at my entrance and then slammed into me. When he pulled back and pushed into me again, I felt
the pressure building.
You have got to be kidding me! I’ve never had an orgasm this fast before.
“Harder,” I whispered.
Garrett pulled out, and this time, he slammed back into me so hard and deep that it hit me instantly.
“Faster…oh God, Garrett, go faster!”
Before I knew it, I had been taken to heaven and back as Garrett moved in and out of me, hard and fast. If my mother knew how I was behaving, she would lock me away and never let me out. Being with Garrett like this was all I ever thought about. I couldn’t get enough of him.
“Emma…I’m gonna come, baby.” Garrett gasped for breath. “Ah…” he cried out as he pulled out and thrust back in one more time.
He dropped his forehead to mine and tried desperately to get air. I had my legs wrapped around him so tight. I didn’t want him to leave me. I loved feeling him inside me, and I loved how just the smallest movement on my part caused his dick to jump.
“Garrett…” I whispered. “I love you so much.”
He took in a deep breath. “Emma Rose…I love you more.”
When he pulled out of me, I instantly missed his warmth. I went to say something, but Garrett put his hand over my mouth as he put me down. He put his finger up to his lips, signaling for me to be quiet.
That was when I heard the car driving up the driveway.
“Are you kidding me?” Garrett said as he quickly picked up my clothes. He put them in my arms and shoved me into the truck. “Get dressed, Em!” he shouted.
He then pulled his pants on and quickly grabbed his cowboy boots from inside the truck. He picked up the sneakers he’d been wearing off the ground, threw them into the truck, and successfully hit me right in the eye.
I let out a scream.
“Em, be quiet!”
He shut the door, and I saw him reach down and pick something up. He ran over to some trees and gave whatever it was a good throw. He slowly began walking back to the truck, and then he stopped dead in his tracks. I was almost dressed at this point when I looked to see—
“Mr. Bauer?” I said to myself as I pulled my pants up and buttoned them. I slipped my loafers on and pulled my hair into a ponytail.
Mr. Bauer pulled up and parked. He got out of the truck and walked over to Garrett. Smiling, Mr. Bauer reached out his hand for Garrett’s. They started talking, and Garrett pointed to the truck. I looked down and acted like I was messing with my shoe.
The door opened, and Garrett said, “Emma, you’ll never believe who stopped by Mr. Martin’s old place.”
I peeked up and looked at Garrett. He was giving me a I-can’t-believe-David-drove-up-on-us-naked-again look. I tried not to giggle.
The last time Mr. Bauer had driven up with my father in the passenger seat, Mr. Bauer had known Garrett and I had just slept together. He’d met with Garrett later that afternoon, and Garrett had said Mr. Bauer gave him the whole sex talk even though Garrett had assured him that he was safe. We never told anyone that our first time together was completely natural with no condom at all. I wouldn’t change it for the world. It had felt like heaven, and I’d been begging Garrett not to wear one, but he was afraid he wouldn’t be able to pull out in time.
Garrett reached for my hand and helped me up and out of the truck. I smiled as David leaned against his truck.
“Hey, Mr. Bauer! Are you getting nervous?” I asked, my voice cracking.
He laughed and nodded his head.