Noah (The Mitchell/Healy Family #1)(76)
Author: Jennifer Foor

They went back to screaming while I emptied my bladder. After wrapping a towel around my body, I walked out and stood over my bed. “Am I allowed to celebrate with my girlfriend now, or are you just going to stay in bed and watch us?”

She hopped up. “Sick. I’m out of here. Hurry up, though. We need to tell your parents before they hear it on the radio.”

For weeks we’d been following the Billboard charts, hoping and praying that her song would get farther down. Never in a million years did any of us, especially Shalan, think she’d make it to number one. By the time Bells left the room her screams had turned into tears. “I’m sorry I’m crying. I can’t believe this is happening.”

“It’s amazin’, darlin’. You deserve this. I’m so proud of you.” She’d been so busy, promoting and performing and now it was all worth it. I wiped away her tears. “Don’t cry.”

“I just never thought I’d be this happy, Noah. It’s not even all about the number one. It’s you. It’s this life we have. I know it’s hard when I’m away, but knowing that I have this home to come home to makes it all worth it. I wouldn’t be where I am without you.”

“This calls for a celebration. What do you say to Mama Savanna’s pancakes,” I kissed her on the lips. “With bacon and potatoes, and hot coffee?”

Shalan smiled and wrapped her arms tightly around my neck. “There’s only one thing that sounds better than that.”

I knew what it was, even before she said it.

“Sex in the shower?”

I stood up, letting the towel fall, and held out my hand. Shalan was easy to pull out of bed. She followed me into the bathroom and we closed the door behind us. Once the water was at the right temperature, we both climbed in. I was gentle washing Shalan’s hair, while she brushed her teeth. It was funny how used to be couple we were. Being with her when she did every day things was never going to get old with me. It was the times like this that I treasured the most. People could buy tickets to hear her sing. They could read about her life on a Kentucky ranch, and how her boyfriend raised cattle, but they’d never know her; not like I did.

She was mine, and I hers. Nothing could take that away from us, not money, not fame, and certainly not another person.

Shalan took her toothbrush and rinsed it before sticking mine into my mouth. “I need some kisses without the morning breath.”

I brushed my teeth and watched as she lathered up her hands and started washing me, from my neck all the way down to my feet. While she was on her knees, she took a handful of me and giggled before taking me into her mouth. I leaned back against the shower and let her work her lips for a bit. Knowing that a blow job was never going to be enough, I grabbed her hair and lifted until she let go. I kept her hair in my hands as I leaned in and kissed her hungrily.

Her arms wrapped around my back and her br**sts smacked into my chest. I turned her around after we pulled away and pushed on her back, causing her to bend over. My hands covered the circumference of her wet ass as I gripped both cheeks. I played with her opening, teasing her with the tip of my dick. Shalan moved her ass just enough to let me know she was ready. Her tight pu**y accepted all of me, and with little effort I maintained a rhythm. She held onto the faucet as we smacked together and then pulled apart. I watched my c**k going in and out of her. A sensation started deep inside and traveled down my shaft. We’d spent the last night making up for lost time, so this was just an added bonus. My hands held her hips firmly as I rammed into her even harder than before. Shalan cried out at the same time as me, my body filling her with my release.

Once I was able to move, I swung her around and pulled her in for a kiss. She responded eagerly, running her hands down my chest as our tongues meshed together. I knew what she wanted and I was happy to oblige. This day was for celebration, and I wasn’t about to leave any stone unturned. I reached down between her legs, feeling the remnants of my load. Using it as a resource, I rubbed on her clit, applying just enough force to make her knees immediately buckle. Shalan dug into the skin on my waist as she cried out in ecstasy. Afterwards she brought her lips to meet mine. “Good morning, cowboy.”

We both laughed. “Yeah, it sure is.”

Celebrations in the Mitchell family were never small ordeals. From the moment that my mother found out about Shalan the whole family knew about it. By the time breakfast had ended Bells, my gram, my other grandparents and my mom had planned a huge party, where everyone was going to come to town and show their support.

Shalan was taken back by the way my family had accepted her, and even more amazed with how we all stayed so close. I literally had both sets of grandparents within a mile from the house. The ranch was becoming more like a private community than a family farm. I think in some ways we were the first family she’d ever had, since her mother had been sick when she was so young. We were a lot to take in, but she’d done great. From the moment she’d met them all during our first holiday together, she’d fit in. I couldn’t have felt more pleased.

A celebration was a good time for us, but I was going to make it even more special. With all of her traveling around, and being in the spotlight, Shalan was missing something. I wasn’t insecure, but I knew I’d feel a hell of a lot better if she was wearing a ring on her finger. I wasn’t in any rush to get married, but I was certainly alright with being engaged.

I was so nervous the night of the party. The whole family had been getting on my nerves all day making a fuss out of every little detail they wanted done. Shalan wasn’t allowed to help decorate, nor was she allowed to come into the party until everyone was there. All of our houses were full of guests, even my younger cousins that I would have loved to have left out. With so many people around, all of them family, I knew it was now or never.

Shalan was waiting on the porch of our house when I pulled up on the golf cart to get her. She was wearing this white dress, that we’d purchased in Texas a few months back. Her hair blew in the wind, and she looked stunning. “Hey, beautiful. You need a ride?”

She walked over, climbing on quickly. “I thought you’d never ask.”

I got halfway to my gram’s house before stopping and turning toward her. “I can’t do this.”

“Do what?” Of course she had no clue was I was talking about.

“I need to ask you somethin’, right here and right now.”

“Okay.” She giggled and looked around. “Why here?”