He crawled over me and pressed his lips to mine.
I ran my hands through his hair and gave it a hard tug as I pulled him away. “Don’t make me beg.”
He began kissing my neck and moved his way down to my nipple. The way he sucked and pulled on it was driving me insane. Then, he began kissing down my stomach, and I could feel my body starting to tremble with anticipation.
“Emma…you’re so wet,” he barely said.
I grabbed his head and began pushing him down between my legs. I heard him chuckle.
He asked me, “What do you want me to do, Em?”
I lifted my head and looked at him. “What?” I said in an exasperated voice.
“Tell me what you want me to do.”
I dropped my head and thrashed it back and forth. “Kiss me, Garrett. God, just kiss me again.”
He quickly licked my clit before he looked back up at me. “Kiss you where, Emma?”
I looked into his eyes, and they were on fire with desire.
Does he want me to talk dirty to him? Can I talk dirty to him? Shit, I just want to feel his lips on me again.
“Garrett…kiss me. Please just put your lips on me.”
“I love your innocence, Em. It drives me insane with desire.”
I was just about to talk when he buried his face and began sucking on my clit. The moment he slipped his fingers in, I started screaming out his name. I’d never had an orgasm hit me so fast and so hard. It lasted for so long.
I was just beginning to see the light of day again when I felt Garrett moving on top of me.
He brushed his lips along my neck and up to my ear where he gently bit down on my earlobe. “I’ve always wanted to make love to you in the back of my truck, Buttercup.”
I pulled his body closer to mine and whispered, “I need to feel you closer.”
Garrett slowly and gently entered my body, and he made love to me like never before. He whispered how much he loved me over and over. Rig
ht before he came, he placed his hands on my face and looked into my eyes.
He whispered, “You’re mine—forever.”
“Yes,” I whispered back.
He softly called out my name. He stayed inside me for the longest time as I gently ran my fingertips up and down his back.
“You own my heart, Emma. I’m nothing without your love.”
I wrapped my arms around him as tight as I could while I softly cried. My heart was so full of love that I was sure it was going to burst.
Garrett finally pulled out of me and rolled over onto his back. The sun had begun to set, and the stars were starting to dot the night sky.
“Every wish has a star,” I whispered.
Garrett turned and looked at me. “I want to make all your wishes come true.”
I turned and smiled. “You already have.”
He slowly shook his head. “No, there’s still another wish.”