Love Unspoken (7 page)

She moved her hand over the base, exploring this wonderful man.
Velvet over steel. Everything about him was magnificent. Her eyes held the tip,
wet with his arousal, the faint scent of his arousal heightening her desire.
Noelle fought desperately against the need to fall to her knees and know once
and for all what that strapping, bear of a man tasted like.

“I wonder what it would be like…having sex with you,” she mused,
unable to stop the words that fell from her lips.

He remained still, giving no hint to the effect her words had on
him except for the single twitch she felt from his cock beneath her fingers.

She pressed her face to his, lost in the fantasy. “I love it that
you’re so huge, every part of you.” Noelle cupped the back of his head and
swept her lips across his jaw. “It’s almost like I can feel you inside me.” Her
pussy throbbed with want. Through lowered lids, she gazed up at him. “Would you
like to touch me again?” Her desire blossomed.

Cole shook his head and stroked her cheek. Noelle looked at him
in confusion before shifting her gaze to his cock. Heaven help her, it was even
more enticing in her need. So, why did he shake his head?

His solid chest rose and fell. Noelle watched as he grasped his
penis and held it out toward her center, barely touching her. Slowly, she
looked up at him. His smoldering eyes met hers and with a jerk of his head, she
knew what he wanted to say.
Ask me for it.

“Please, Cole. Can you touch me again?”

Noelle lay on the ground and raised her hips as Cole knelt
between her legs. He pulled the jeans below her ankles. Rising on her elbows,
she pleaded, “Just touch me. I need you to make me feel good. Let me pretend I
can feel you so deep inside me.”

Chapter
Six

Cole thought about leaving her right then and there. He knew her
pussy was aching… and so was his cock. Hard and straining, with so much pre-cum
spilling from the swollen tip, he would give anything to sink into her until
there was no distance between them, but she didn’t want that. She didn’t care.

The only thing that kept him from abandoning her was his need to
be close to her, to soothe the pain in Noelle’s voice. She was hurting and
right now he was the only one who could alleviate her ache. Cole pushed away
his own hurt that she wasn’t about to welcome him inside her beautiful cunt.

He pushed both hands in the opposite direction motioning for her
to widen her legs. She did, without the slightest bit of hesitation. His cock
swelled and hardened at the sight that greeted him. She was almost bare down
there except for the faintest trace of ebony curls that he was already
imagining wet with his sperm. Although it was dark, he was happy for the light
of the moon shining directly over Noelle’s clit. The bundle of nerves looked
full and juicy, so damn ripe. Her folds were puffy and swollen, damp with
wetness for him.

She nibbled at her full lips and looked up at him. Cole felt his
chest tighten. No matter what Noelle might say, he knew without a doubt she was
his woman. He took a deep breath and focused on the sheen between her labia.
There was not a fucking drop of ice in her blood, just tantalizing warmth he
was about to get a taste of.

He held his penis and pressed it against her pussy, holding it
there and watching as her eyelids closed. Her back arched and her legs, brown
and long, spread even wider to accommodate his large frame.

“More,” she whispered.

God help him, Noelle had no idea what she was asking of him. To
touch her so intimately and not expect him to thrust inside her exquisite cunt
and fuck until they were both breathless and spent? She was killing him. But
Cole knew he would do whatever she wanted. Anything to please her and show her
how much he wanted her, deserved a chance with her more than anyone else. He
held her hand and brought it to his face. Her lips parted on a luxuriant sigh
and ended on a sensuous smile as she touched her hand to his face in a gentle
caress.

He stroked the cockhead along her entrance and over her clitoris,
plump with wanton need. A tiny moan escaped her before he moved his hand and
pushed her backward in the soft grass. Holding his gaze, she began removing the
buttons to her shirt, pushing it open to expose her round, pert little tits in
the lacy bra.

He placed a hand over a dusky nipple and covered the entire
breast. Perfection. Cole squeezed and fondled the mound, delighted in the shape
and size. He was happy her breasts weren’t overly large like both women he had
slept with before, but big enough to bounce under the firm thrusts he wanted so
badly to give her pussy.

The idea of Noelle beneath him, tits bouncing and yielding to his
desire sent him reeling. Cole guided his cock faster along her glistening slit.
He could feel the drops of pre-cum flowing liberally from his cock, wetting her
pussy with every stroke. Underneath him, her body quivered and he didn’t miss
the way she sank her teeth into her lips.

“I didn’t know it would feel like this.” She tilted her hips,
seeking more from him. He pulled back and surged forward, until the broad head
went fully inside her.

Her eyes widened as she tried to sit up. Cole shook his head and
pushed her backward on the grass.

“D-d- don’t,” she begged, as she splayed her thighs wider and a
small moan escaped her lips.

He closed his eyes and pumped slowly. God, he wished he could
talk. Then he’d be able to tell her she had nothing to worry about from him.
That he wouldn’t fuck her if she didn’t want him to. And if she did want to let
him fuck, he would rather cut off his arm than cause her unnecessary pain
because of his size.

She doesn’t want you to fuck her,
a voice inside his head
mocked.

Gritting his teeth, he forced the truth away and stroked the
curve of her hips with his knuckles. He felt the tension in her wan at the same
time her cunt tightened over his cockhead, gripping him like a vise.

He pushed aside the bra and rolled a nipple between his fingers.
Noelle shivered and raised her hips. “Feels so good.”

So, she liked what he was doing. Cole strengthened his grip on
the swollen base to prevent from sinking to the hilt within her.
Let me in,
beauty. Let me give you more.

She gripped his shoulder and whimpered. “I’ve thought about you
so much, Cole. All the time, I kept thinking how it would be between us. How it
would it would feel to have you…” She paused, parted her lips on a sigh and
scratched her fingernails against his shoulder. “You’re so big.” She ran her
fingers along the muscles on his back. “I don’t know if we’ll fit, but I think
I’d want nothing more than to lie beneath you and feel you on top of me, your
cock moving inside me so damn hard.”

He held himself still, deep within her entrance. He hadn’t
expected such an explicit confession from her tonight. Not only did her words
cause his chest to swell with pride, but it made the pressure in his balls
tenfold, demanding release. Cole laced his arm around her waist, held her tight
and flexed his hips, fucking her with the tip in firm, shallow strokes.

Her chest rose and fell with each thrust and once again her hand
touched his face, gently stroking. “Cole,” she whispered on a breathy moan. “If
I let you, how would you fuck me?” Her eyelids lowered then closed as she
continued. “Would you fuck me deep, give all of it to me?”

Would he?
Cole ran his hand over her belly. He’d fuck her
so deep and give her his entire length she’d have no choice but to feel it all
the way up to her little belly.

She cried out after realizing his meaning. “Would you...” He
pumped again and her words died on a sigh. “Would you come inside me too?”

He nodded and pushed his hand into her hair. Cole bent his head
to nuzzle the side of her face.
Noelle. I’d come so hard inside your cunt; you
wouldn’t have any doubt who you belonged to.

He smiled to himself as her pussy clenched around him. His hand
went up to her lips tracing his fingers across them. Her mouth opened to
capture his forefinger. She curled her tongue around it.

God in Heaven. To see those lips closing over his cock. He shut
his eyes and pounded at her entrance. If only she would let him in deeper. But
he wouldn’t take consent away from her. Never. Noelle knew what he wanted. He
just needed her to give it to him, let him fill her until there was no space
between them. She suckled hard on the finger and Cole felt her body become
taut. He pushed another finger between her lips, his gut tightening at the
sweet tugging sensation. She was about to climax. He’d seen that look in a
woman’s eyes before.

He
was going to make her come and he was the one
responsible for the tiny tremors wracking her gorgeous frame. His cock twitched
and his balls felt like it weighed a ton of lead.
Didn’t say I could come inside
her.
Quickly, he pulled out and pressed his aching cock against her flat
belly. Cole tilted back his head, making sure to keep that horrible sound at
bay as his cum spewed out onto her stomach in milky ropes.

He lifted his head and saw the stunned expression on her face.
She stared at him then cast her gaze to the satiny skin above her bellybutton,
wet and shiny with semen.

Cole rose from between her legs, unable to look away from her
stomach. I
should have released in her
, he thought, fully aware of the anger
and hurt working its way in his heart, clouding his reasoning.
He should
have kept his cock between her labia, at least then she’d still have a part of
him inside her and the look of regret sweeping across her features would be
warranted.

He waited for her to say something to let him it was all right
between them. That something had changed for the better. He was met with
nothing but a blank stare before her gaze darted toward the now starry sky. He
shook his head. Noelle was Noelle. A lost cause as he’d suspected.

He shoved into his clothes. Out of the corner of his eyes he saw
her carefully pull her jeans over those lace panties and above her lush hips.
She had her back to him as if he didn’t know every inch of her body.

Cole turned, openly watching her. She smoothed back the hair
falling across her face. Her shoulders lifted a notch before she spun to face
him full on. So he waited again. The silence stretched between them. Unable to
bear it for a second longer, Cole knew he had to leave.

She held out her hand and tapped his arm as he brushed past her.
“You won’t repeat what we…” A deep breath. “You won’t repeat what happened here
to anyone, will you?”

That’s all she has to say to me?
He stared at her and kept
his expression schooled. It seemed he would have been better off accepting the
previous offer from tonight. At least then he wouldn’t have to live with the
memory of how good it felt to be so close to her.

He kept on walking. Let the bitch worry if he’d spread it all
over the Somerset Ranch, how desperate she was for someone to touch her, how
much she appreciated the attention of a big cock at her convenience.

****

You won’t repeat what happened here to anyone, will you?

Noelle replayed the words in her mind. How callous she must have
sounded. She had wanted to say something else to him, but once again she’d turn
coward as soon as Cole turned his back to her. He hadn’t seemed too thrilled
about what they’d done, or so she thought, until he left in anger.

Being with Cole, having his body pressed against hers had felt
like her own slice of heaven. She had wanted nothing more than to feel him all
the way inside her, but she wasn’t going to risk it. Not so much the fear of
pregnancy. If she welcomed him all the way inside her, it would open the
floodgates to her heart and she couldn’t afford to do that.

Her parents still held her under a watchful eye, despite being an
adult and most days she felt as if she was on a probation period to see when
she’d be worthy of being called their daughter or having their love. If they
knew she was fooling around with their neighbor’s employee, it would be like
her teen years all over again. Noelle sleeping with men her parents deemed an
embarrassment to their name. All the feelings she had suppressed during the
years, her childhood, of not being the type of person they hoped she would be,
able to please like her sister Aleah, would come knocking at her front door.

She didn’t want to deal with it again. Didn’t ever want to stick
another heroin-filled needle in her arm. That wasn’t an option. It was a
harrowing experience she’d rather die than repeat.

And really what did it matter? Even if Cole returned her
feelings, he was such a nice guy that he deserved someone better than her,
someone stronger who wouldn’t be afraid to let the world know her feelings for
him. Maybe a farm girl who knew as much about ranching as he and didn’t leave a
stench of disappointment to everyone around. Heck, even someone like her
sister, who, at the moment, was bending over a bed of flowers.

“So are you up for it?”

Noelle gave her a blank stare.

“You weren’t listening were you?”

“What did you ask?”

Aleah snorted and shook her head. “Jason, my
husband,
wanted to know if you’d be interested in going out for coffee with one of his
co-workers.”

Noelle bit her tongue. She hated the way her sister always made a
point of emphasizing that she was married. “Why would I want to do that?”

Aleah rose from the flowerbed and stared at her as if she had
grown two heads. “You really need to ask that?’

Yes, she did. Noelle stiffened. “I don’t need your help with my
life and I didn’t ask any favors from you or your husband. So no, I don’t want
to go out with any of his friends.” Maybe if she thought her sister was sincere
in her endeavor instead of another way to lord it over her about their
differences she would have actually considered. But, of course there was Cole,
the only man she wanted to spend time with.