“Don’t worry, baby,” Magnus chuckles, grabbing me by the butt with a thick, callused hand. “You know he’ll never touch you again.”
He runs his hand up my back and threads his fingers through my hair, giving me a scalp massage. I close my eyes and let out a deep sigh. “This is what waking up in the morning should be like.”
“A gorgeous naked girl in my bed?” Magnus suggests. “You’re damn right.”
I reach down beneath the blankets and feel his cock, hard as steel, and begin to trace the shaft with my fingertips. There’s a hot, fluttery feeling in the depths of my stomach. “You know I never got a chance to taste your cum. Would you like some morning head?”
Magnus growls and tugs my lips to his. His eyes are suddenly filled with lust, and his free hand finds my left breast.
“You know what you do to me?” he asks.
I play my fingers over his hard cock and lean into the grasp he has on me. “Is that a yes?”
He nods, a hunger in his eyes. “It sure is.”
That’s all I need to hear. Smiling, I duck my head beneath the sheets and begin kissing a trail down his chest to his chiseled abdominal muscles. I hear him chuckle, and he reaches down to grasp the back of my head as I reach the sexy V that points down to the enormous hard-on he has that’s pointing right at my chin.
I’ve never wanted to please someone as badly as I do now, and I eagerly open my mouth to take in as much of his cock as I can. I get about half of it down when Magnus lets out a deep groan of pleasure that I can feel resonating in the mattress.
“Christ, you’re good at that, baby.”
I smile and keep going as he caresses the back of my head. It feels so good pleasuring him. My whole body is tingling now as I feel him growing even harder inside my mouth, the swollen tip of his cock pressing against my cheeks.
“I’m always so horny in the morning, Josie.” He’s thrusting faster now, holding my head in place where he wants it. I keep my mouth open obediently, doing my job and making sure I don’t do anything to ruin this for him. “I’m getting so close. Are you ready?”
I can’t speak with my mouth full, so I make noises on his cock that let him know I am. Magnus pulls the sheets away and looks down at me. I look up, and our eyes meet just as he lets out a growl and I feel a spray of warmth across my tongue and against the back of my throat.
“Take it,” he commands. “Take all that cum down your throat.”
I didn’t realize just how badly this would turn me on. I swallow eagerly as he goes off, feeling his cock pulsing as he holds it securely in one position in my mouth. He strokes the back of my head and then the side of my cheek, then with two fingers, milks the last of his release from his shaft out onto my tongue. He pulls out, and I swallow it down like I’m meant to.
Magnus smiles and draws a deep breath, lifting me back up to him. “You know, if I didn’t trust you implicitly,” he growls, “I’d say you’d done that before.”
“Onlyone time, sir.” I smile. “And that was last night with you.”
Magnus pats me on the butt and grins back at me. “Come on, let’s go see if the water still works in this old place.”
I stand and follow him to the bathroom, admiring his sculpted glutes the entire way. He reaches into the shower and turns the hot water handle. There’s the sound of pipes yawning somewhere behind the walls, and then after a few seconds, water sprays from the shower head.
“It’s a miracle,” I tease as Magnus pulls two towels from a closet in the hall. “Just kidding.”
“No, I think you’re right,” he laughs. “Itisa miracle. But not as much of a miracle as you, baby.”
He smirks as he takes me by the waist with both hands, and I feel myself blushing, but there’s no time for me to respond as he’s instantly lifting me into the shower with him. The warm water sprays down on both of us. I lean against him as he finds an old bar of soap and begins to wash me.
His muscles look even more spectacular while wet. They glisten under the suds and have me thinking about what it would be like to do thiseverymorning.
Before I know it, he’s knelt before me, cleaning my ankles and feet while looking up at me with a slick grin on his face.
“You really don’t have to do that,” I tell him. “Why don’t you let me do that to you?”
Magnus shakes his head. “You just gave me morning head. This is the least I can do for you.”
I giggle as he rises to his feet and pulls me under the water with him to rinse off the suds. We kiss, Magnus turns off the shower, and then we dry off and return to the bedroom.
“Would you like some breakfast?” he asks.
“Why? You going to make me some something?” I giggle. “I’d hardly like to see what this place’s fridge looks like after all this time.”