She set the tray down. She turned and started walking out of the barn, but then she looked back over her shoulder at me once.
David walked up to me and used his finger to shut my mouth. “Flies are gonna get in there, son,” he said with a chuckle.
I slowly shook my head and turned to watch him pick up a glass and drink the tea. “How do they do that? How can she just say one thing to me, and I go all pussy-ass pansy?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “I’m guessing y’all are still on the honeymoon?”
I reached for the glass and took a drink. “Something like that.”
David downed his tea. “Ah hell, I forgot that I needed to take care of something over at the house. No one else is working today. You going to be okay, Garrett?”
I turned and looked at him. “Where is everyone?”
David shrugged and laughed. “I g
uess everyone needed a day off.” He reached down and grabbed his cowboy hat. He walked up to me. “Take the day off, son. Enjoy it with Emma.”
The next thing I knew, I was watching him drive away. I made my way into the house and to our bedroom. I smiled when I saw our quilt sitting on the chair in the corner. I walked over, grabbed it, and reached into the drawer to pull out a condom before I remembered that Emma was now on birth control. I was still leery about something so new, but Emma had insisted that it worked. My biggest worry was Em getting pregnant before our wedding ceremony.
I headed out the back door and smiled when I saw Emma leaning over and bitching at the weeds. I slowly opened the gate to the garden and made my way over to her. I grabbed her, spun her around, and quickly kissed her. Soon, we were both lost in the kiss.
When we finally pulled away for air, she looked down at the quilt and then back up at me. “Mr. Mathews, what do you have in mind with that quilt?”
“Hmm…burying myself so deep inside you that you feel my presence there for the next few days.”
Emma’s eyes burned with desire, and I couldn’t help but smile. I knew how much it turned her on when I talked a little dirty to her.
She closed her eyes. “Garrett…I need you.”
I quickly grabbed her hand and began pulling her out the gate.
She pulled me to a stop and said, “Wait!”
I turned around. “Emma, my dick is so hard that it’s painful.”
She smiled and looked over toward the barn before turning back and looking at me. “You said something to me once, and ever since then, I’ve been fantasizing about it.”
I looked at the barn and tried to remember if I’d ever said anything about having sex in the barn.
Then, it hit me.
“The day you told me your parents were moving to Austin,” I whispered.
She nodded her head and put her finger in her mouth.
I let out a small moan. “Shit, Emma.”
She began walking backward, and as the flush moved across her cheeks, she smiled. “I want to be fucked against the barn, Garrett.”
I dropped the quilt and quickly walked up to her. I picked her up in my arms, and she instantly slammed her lips to mine. I practically ran to the barn. I walked in and pushed an empty stall door open and set her down. I quickly began undressing her while she fumbled with my pants.
“Jesus, Emma…what you do to me.” I ripped my shirt open and stripped out of it. I quickly pushed her hands away and pulled my pants down, exposing myself to her. I watched as her eyes widened with delight.
She shimmied out of her knickers, and before she had them off her feet, I was picking her up and pushing her against the barn wall.
“Garrett…please…” she said. Her breathing picked up, coming in and out faster and heavier.
I pushed myself into her, and we both let out a moan at the same time. She felt so good.