Love Unspoken
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“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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