Love Unspoken (21 page)

Noelle looked at the manila envelope in her hand. Her first
instinct had been to refuse the money but she thought of all the good that
would come out of it, swallowing her resentment for the sake of Cole and their
future. At the time he’d been making preparations along with his parents to
sell the ranch because of the loss of profit. The money was a substantial
amount, but not enough to cancel all the McKinney debt. The money gave them the
boost and desire needed to give it one more shot and with Cole’s unwavering
hard work, the Tumbling Y would be home to all future generation of McKinney’s.

Well, she hoped so at least. Noelle looked down at her stomach.
There wasn’t a child growing within her. With each passing day and her love for
Cole ever mounting, she wanted to feel his child inside her. Noelle glanced out
the window. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Her heart stirred. Above all
else, she wanted Cole, her silent cowboy and the only man she would devote her
love and life to.

His head dipped, lowering to meet her eyes from the kitchen
window. Noelle blushed. Damn. He always knew when she was watching him, no
matter the distance. His gaze lingered on her breasts then lifted. Her cunt
watered with anticipation She knew that look in his eyes.

When the door opened, Noelle bit back a squeal. Her husband was
magnificent. If she didn’t know how sweet and gentle he could be, she’d be
running for cover at the thought of that letting such a giant of a man anywhere
near her body, much less between her thighs.

“The Release of Lien came.” She held up the envelope, ignoring
the slow heat spreading across her lower belly.

Cole nodded without the slightest interest in the paper. His gaze
centered on her face.

“Put it down.”

She laid it on the countertop. “What do you want?” she asked
softly.

His big hand lifted to capture a lock of hair she had recently
braided. His other hand went to her breasts, fondling the tingling flesh
beneath her t-shirt.

Noelle bit her lips. His erection was straining against his
jeans. She looked over at the clock. His mother wouldn’t arrive for another
thirty minutes to have their weekly lunch.

She caressed the front of his pants. “You left before I woke up
this morning.”

He tilted his head back and pushed his cock into her hands.
“I
did.”

She opened the zipper and slid her fingers into the flap of his briefs,
stroking her fingertip along the length. Her hand delved deeper, teasing his
testicles. She traced her lips across his chest. “Show me what you want,
sweetheart. I’ll do anything for you.”

Cole closed a hand over her shoulder and urged her down between
his legs. Kneeling before him, Noelle watched, her eyes moist and pussy throbbing
as Cole reached into his underwear, not bothering to remove his clothes. His
cock bobbed free, the broad bulbous tip shiny with pre-cum. His cock rose
proudly in front of her face. Noelle let out a small moan when he adjusted the
opening and lifted his sac, releasing them from their confine.

Noelle arched her back and straightened her neck to gain added
height as Cole fisted his shaft and slid the slickened head across her lips.

Smiling down at her, he pulled back an inch and lightly slapped
it across her cheek. Noelle felt her cunt tighten as he took hold of a handful
of her braids and brought her head forward, pushing his prick between her lips.
Noelle remained still, allowing him to control the movement. She didn’t mind.
Her husband loved being inside her mouth and she knew how much he enjoyed
simply fucking her mouth. He had been shy to admit the preference, fearing
she’d take it to mean he no longer wished to feel her lips drawing and suckling
on his penis.

Noelle gripped his rock hard thighs and moaned low in her throat
as the tip hit the back of her throat before he withdrew, thrusting in and out,
using her mouth.

She glanced up at him, noted the way his nostrils flared and is
chest heaved with his each powerful jerk of his hips toward her face. He looked
down at her, eyes flashing and wound the hair tighter about his fist, allowing
her no movement except to take what he gave.

She was positively dripping. Noelle could feel the juices sliding
down her inner thighs. Oh God, she was coming. Noelle mewled in the back of
throat. Cole, triggered by the sound, tugged on her hair and pumped faster into
her mouth, shoving his prick into the turn of her throat. And then she felt it.
He held her face to his groin, the pubic hairs grazing the skin on her face,
but she loved it. Loved the power he had over her during this act. He kept fucking,
slowing his thrusts to match each spurt of cum that spewed from the head into
her parched throat. When the last burst of semen trickled from the tip, he
withdrew and held the shaft in his hands, staring at his twitching member.

“There’s more?”

He nodded and wrapped his hand below the rim, giving her access
to the luscious cockhead, red and glistening with milky splotches of semen
trickling from the slit. Noelle stuck out her tongue and licked it off before
it slid onto his hand. She pulled the cockhead into her mouth and sucked hard,
her fingers stroking his testicles, suckling the last drops of cum.

Cole helped her off the ground. Noelle eyes his cock with a tinge
of regret. With only minutes to spare she had to clean up and meet his mother.
There was no time for him to climb on top of her and fuck. She wouldn’t have
the pleasure of spending the day wet with his seed, wondering if it would take
root.

“What’s wrong?”

Noelle shook her head, feeling silly and childish. “I wanted us
to make love,” she admitted.

A shadow fell across his face.
“I shouldn’t have—”

She instantly cut him off. “No. I wanted that. I mean, I love
doing that with you. I just wanted…” They had discussed it and agreed to her
stopping the pill, but he didn’t know
how
badly the thought of carrying
his child was burrowing its way into her heart.

“Talk to me, beauty. What do you want?”

“I want us to have a child together. Soon.”

His eyes widened and Noelle regretted opening her mouth. It was
obvious he hadn’t taken it seriously when they discussed it a month ago.

“You really want to have my child? Are you sure about this?
What if the kid is like me, unable to speak?”

Noelle flattened her palm to his chest. “I won’t care. I’ll love
any child we have together.”

“You don’t think they’ll be embarrassed about their father?
I’m terrified of that, beauty.”

 “They won’t care. Not when they’ll be too busy admiring you.”
She swallowed hard and kissed his neck. “The way I admire everything about you,
husband.”

His arms tightened about her and before Noelle knew what was
happening, she felt herself being lifted. Cole scooped her up in his arms and
strode into the living room. His lips touched her throat as he brought her down
on his rampant cock.
I love you
, he mouthed, ever silent.

Noelle locked her arms around his neck and repeated the words.
His eyes seared into hers. Her back arched and Noelle cried out her need,
cleaving to her husband as the minutes ticked away. Everything beyond her
husband could wait. He was her life, her everything… and she would deny him
nothing.

The End

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