A Forever Love (Wanted #5)(41)
Author: Kelly Elliott

“Garrett, move…God, please move.”

“Tell me, Em…tell me what you want.”

Emma closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. Then, she opened her eyes and smiled. “Fuck me, Garrett. Hard. Please. I want to feel you for the next few days.”

There was nothing sexier than my sweet and innocent wife telling me to fuck her hard. I gave her everything she’d asked for and more. As she started to scream out in pleasure, I let my release go. Pouring myself into her body was one of the most amazing things ever. I couldn’t wait until the day we made a child together.

We stood there for a few minutes, attempting to catch our breaths. I rested my forehead against hers and let out a laugh.

She giggled. “What’s so funny?”

I shook my head and looked around. “I just fucked you in our barn. Anyone could have walked in and seen us.”

She bit down on her lower lip so hard that it was turning white. I reached up and pulled it out from between her teeth.

“You’re so beautiful, Emma. You steal my breath away every time I look at you, and you make me want to be a better man.”

“You’re the most amazing man I’ve ever known, Garrett. I’d be lost without you,” Emma whispered as she brushed her fingers through my hair. “Take me to bed, Mr. Mathews, and make love to me.”

I smiled and gently put her down. As we slowly got dressed, I watched her every move. I still couldn’t believe she was mine. I stopped and just watched her as she got dressed and attempted to fix her hair.

She looked at me and tilted her head. “What?”

I shook my head as I reached for her and pulled her to me. “The first time I ever saw you, I knew.”

She smiled that sweet, innocent smile, and her eyes lit up. “You knew what?”

“That someday you would be my wife. I knew that I’d wake up every morning and roll over to breathe in your heavenly scent. I knew you would taste sweeter than honey and that you would invade my thoughts every waking moment. I dreamed of making love to you while your belly was swollen with our child.”

A tear was slowly making a path down her perfect face, and I brushed it away. “I knew I would love you for the rest of my life.”

“Oh, Garrett…” Emma choked back a sob. “If only I hadn’t been so foolish.”

I smiled as I reached down and picked her up. I carried her to our house while she buried her face into my chest.

She placed her hand on my chest and said, “I can feel your heart beating.”

“It only beats for you,” I said. I reached for the door, and pushed it open with my foot.

I carried Emma through the house and into our bedroom. After I placed her down on the bed, I closed my eyes and thought back to the very moment when I’d walked through the door to the drugstore, and I’d seen her. When I opened my eyes, she was already naked and lying on our bed.

“The first moment I saw you, Garrett Mathews, I knew my life would never be the same. Those feelings that rushed through my body that day still rush through my body every time you look at me. I’ve never in my life loved someone like I love you.”

I gently moved onto the bed, and I began kissing every inch of my wife until she was begging me to make love to her. We spent the rest of the day in bed, talking and making love, only leaving once to eat.

“Tell me you love me, Em,” I whispered as I ran my fingers up and down her back.

“I love you, Garrett.”

“Marry me.”

She pushed off my chest and let out a giggle as she looked into my eyes. “When?”

I smiled and looked up, like I was thinking. “How fast can you plan a wedding?”

“Are we going on a honeymoon?” she asked as she wiggled her eyebrows up and down.

“I’ll take you wherever you want to go, Buttercup.”

She smiled bigger. “July. Let’s get married in July.”

I quickly rolled her over and slowly slid inside her, and she let out a slow, soft moan.

As I gently made love to Emma, I whispered in her ear, telling her all the ways I would make love to her on our honeymoon. When she began calling out my name, I pushed in deeper, and I was so overcome with the most intense orgasm of my life that I almost cried. I stayed inside her for a good ten minutes before I rolled over and pulled her to me. I closed my eyes and began drifting off to sleep as I dreamed about Emma walking down the aisle dressed in white.

July 1962

“Emma, why are you so nervous? Y’all have been married for a year already,” Margie said as she messed with my hair.

I looked down at my hands, and they were shaking. I closed my eyes and tried to calm my beating heart. It felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest.

“Emma?”

I turned around and saw my mother standing in the doorway. The moment I saw her, I jumped up and walked into her arms. I tried desperately not to cry, but the second her perfume hit me, I began crying.

“Oh, baby girl. Now, why are you crying? This is far better than your little bedside wedding last year.” She winked as she pushed a piece of my hair back.

“Oh, Mother. This last year with Garrett has been amazing, but for some reason, this wedding makes it feel so real, like maybe before we were just playing house. Now…well, now—”

“You’re truly going to be his?” my mother said with a smile.

I nodded my head and whispered, “Yes, that’s how it feels.”

My mother let out a small laugh as she guided me back over to the chair. I sat down, and Margie began messing with the curls framing my face.

My mother let out a sigh. “You look breathtaking, Emma Rose. Garrett is going to pass out when he sees you.”

Margie let out a chuckle. “I’m pretty sure Garrett is going to want to, um…er…uh…” She looked at my mother and down at me.

I couldn’t help myself. I wasn’t going to let it go. “He’s going to want to what, Marg?” I asked as I raised my eyebrow.

“Um…you know. I’m just so glad I’m here for this wedding. Aunt Maria, did you see how beautiful the flowers are? They’re so fresh,” Margie said in an attempt to cover up what she had been about to say.

I let out a giggle and rolled my eyes. I glanced down at Margie’s stomach and placed my hand on it. “I’m so glad you’re here,” I whispered.

Margie placed her hand on top of mine and said, “So am I.”

It hadn’t taken me long to forgive Marg after the incident last year, and things had gotten back to normal fairly quickly. Now, Margie and Billy were expecting their first baby in six months.