"Never fucking leave me ever again," Magnus says with a raw tenderness but danger that shakes me to my core.

I never want to leave him ever again. I have to make sure that he knows that. "I want you more than I've ever wanted anything. I need you more than I've ever needed anything. I'm yours, forever. But you have to always be mine. I could never be without you," I say, my voice catching in my throat and my eyes welling up.

"Penny," Magnus says, cupping my face and pulling me closer to him. "I need you more than I've ever needed anything. I'd die before I let go of you. I didn't know I could have something like what you and I share. And this is just the beginning. I have to have the rest of my life to show you just how much I cherish you," Magnus says, and now his eyes are drinking me in so deeply I shiver. His lips close over mine and his fingers drop from my face to my shoulders, then back to my shoulder blades, squeezing me so tightly that I believe every damn word about how much he needs me.

Well, that helps me believe every word he said, sure. But most of all I believe every single word he said because that same damn obsession and love is in me. In my heart...and growing inside my womb now. Magnus is everything to me. Magnus—and the baby we are going to have—aren't just my future; they're more than I ever hoped for. They are what I could never let go of now.

I feel his hands dip into my shirt and unhook my bra. I feel his cock thunder up and press hard into my stomach beneath his trousers, but his hands are on my skirt, yanking it down quickly. His lips are closing over mine in a hard, passionate kiss, and Magnus's hands tear my panties off. I mean, he tears them off me in tatters, shredding the fabric and exposing my pussy so he can have me. I don't give a shit how much those panties cost either. My skin heats with pleasure at how much he wants me. The cool air hitting my exposed pussy makes me shiver.

I get my hands to his pants and gasp when he breaks the kiss. Magnus throws me over his shoulder, undoes his pants with one hand, and steps out of them, carting me off to the couch. We aren't going to make it to the bedroom, and, based on the way he drops me onto the couch and then deletes all distance between us, I think he's interested in christening the final piece of furniture between us that we haven't covered in cum and fucked hard on.

Magnus has his stomach pressed to my back, my own stomach pressed into the couch. Trailing fingers up my spine, he brings his fingers to my bra and pulls it from both of my arms. He tears off his shirt, then mine, and presses his hot skin against mine. I ache with need, trembling at the possessive way that he's holding me. No matter how many times we fuck, I'll always shake at the sheer fury with which Magnus claims me.

His fingers close around my throat while his other hand spreads my pussy. When he starts to circle my clit, I'm trying hard to stay still. Easier said than done because he knows exactly how to touch me to drive me wild. Leaning forward, Magnus shoves the hard rod of his erection against my ass. I want that cock so deep inside me, but I know better than to beg.

"Please fuck me, I can't wait!" I whimper.

Okay, so just because I know better doesn't mean I aim to behave.

To my delight and surprise, Magnus moves me and lays me down on my back on the couch and unceremoniously drives his cock right into my pussy. "I can't wait either, Penny, I fucking need you," Magnus growls.

No teasing. No games. Just two people who need each other that they might combust if they don't fuck and they'll combust when they do.

I watch that incredible body as he fucks deep, hard, fast into me with one pounding stroke after another. His pectorals alone make my pussy wet enough to soak through a snowsuit, and then he's got eight-pack abs that make me want to cry, they're so sexy. Watching his hips while he fucks me casts a spell on me. I lick my lips, and bring my hands to my breasts. I squeeze my nipples.

I see a wicked glint in his eyes. "You wanna touch my girl?" he asks mischievously. "Me too," he says. He brings a thumb to my clit and works quick circles over the sensitive bud until my eyes roll back in their orbits. His hands on me undo my ability to function properly. He can lay siege on me with pleasure and descend on me with an almost eerie ability to do exactly what will drive me over the edge. Magnus knows every inch of my body, like his hands, his cock, his lips were all made exactly for me. Spiritual, or religious, or not, I have to think that he can't be this perfect for me without some kind of miracle.

"I love you so fucking much," I moan out while he works me right to that point where I'm going to cum and then looks smugly right into my eyes and stops.

Fucking stops.

Just a second, long enough to make me gasp.

"Cum for me, Penny," he says, offering the permission right as his fingers are back on my clit. He rams his cock up my pussy hard enough to push me several inches up the couch from the impact alone.

I want to dig my heels in for enough purchase to keep him fucking me but mostly I'm dangling, shaking, working hard to breathe through the thundering orgasm rocketing through my body.

"I love you and I love fucking you so much. I'm about to cum in my sweet little daughter's pussy, are you ready, baby girl?" His voice is sex and sin incarnate. I feel like his voice is so incendiary that the couch could be going up in flames right now. Which would be fine because the two of us will cum enough before the flames could ever destroy us. That's silly and whatever, but we have an unshakeable bond. I know that absolutely nothing will ever come between Magnus and I. We've already faced every bad thing I can imagine, and we'll make it through to the other side.

"Yes, please, Daddy, cum in your slut daughter's pussy," I groan out throatily, my own orgasm still stealing my breath.

"Fuck," Magnus moans, and I feel that pole-fucking rocket cum deep inside my pussy. He pulls out as his cum is flooding out of my pussy, mixing with his.

I whimper when he pulls his cock out all the way and starts to cum on my pussy. The hot ropes of his orgasm paint me up so pretty, but I want to feel him inside. But then I see that look. When I see that look that's when I don't know what's coming, but it's something good. A shiver climbs over my spine and lust unfurls in my body.

Magnus dips his head between my thighs, swooping down there so fast I almost don't register what he's doing until I feel his tongue on my pussy. He's licking the cum he just shot all over my pussy up along with my cum. God, when I think that Daddy can't get any more perverted, then he does something like this. The sight of him down there makes my breathing speed up, and I'm panting so much I feel like I might hyperventilate. The man is so sexy it's dangerous. I shudder, cumming again and even harder, whimpering for him to lick up every last drop of my arousal. Fuck, he does. He licks my pussy so good I want to cry.

Magnus crawls up closer to my face and pulls my face to him and kisses me, our cum all over his tongue. Now that's downright naughty as hell. A heat wave flames through my body at the sensation of his sweat-slicked body falling over my own. The weight of him over me makes me moan. Just the feel of his skin on mine sends me to heaven. His lips closing over mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, that's just over the top arousing. I can't remember anything in this moment but needing him. My whole existence is about how much pleasure is coursing through me, how much I want to show him the same. I wrap my arms around him, tangling my fingers through his hair and holding him close to me.

I feel his knees spread my legs wide and he thrusts his cock back in me.

I moan hard into Magnus's mouth at the deep invasion of his cock in my pussy.

I'm cumming again, hard enough to push on his cock. He breaks the kiss with a laugh. "I told you that you wouldn't be able to get rid of me," he says, pulling my hands down and then gripping my hips with both of his hands. Holding me down, he jackhammers his cock so hard into my pussy I'm screaming in staccato bursts of sound at every time he re-enters me. He pulls that huge cock all the way out of my pussy and slides his cock all the way back in, fast and hard. It's so intense I can't help screaming again and again. Mostly I just make sounds, but I feel his name on my lips, too, though I don't even hear the sounds that I'm making.

His hands are pressing hard on my hips. Magnus groans hard and starts fucking me even faster and harder somehow. He always has this reserve of fucking energy, and I do mean energy for fucking, where he cums again and fucks me so hard I think they can probably feel me cum in response all the way around the world.

Magnus releases my hips, running his hands back to grip my ass and he lifts it up, angling so he's fucking me even deeper with his huge cock. I'm cumming so hard now with that angle and that depth that I feel it running down my thighs. The room smells like us fucking, the sensual musk of us cumming and sweating so profusely. It's my favorite scent in the world, and it takes over my senses as I breathe huge gulping breaths that fill my lungs so that I can take just how deep he's fucking me. His thighs are like goddamn tree trunks, huge and powerful as he relentlessly fucks me like I'm an object he's holding. Magnus fucks so damn hard it almost doesn't feel possible. I'll be sore for days and I'm going to walk sideways. I want nothing less. I love the way he fucks me.

"You are so fucking sexy, Penny," Magnus groans. He pulls his cock out of me.

Whimpering, my legs start to shake hard from his sudden withdrawal.

Magnus stands next to me, stroking his cock, and I know what he wants. He's close to cumming and his cock is covered in my cum. I turn and bring my hands to take over stroking his cock. I summon all the suction I can and swallow every inch of his massive cock. Running my tongue on the sensitive ridges of his cock, I feel like his perfect little princess when I feel him shudder because I'm touching him. I like pushing him with pleasure, too. I delight that as much as Magnus knows every single way to touch me and fuck me to turn me on, I also know exactly what will set him off into an orgasm that curls his toes.

Judging by his hands fisting my hair tight, him biting his lower lip now, I'd say I've gotten pretty close. My clit twitches at watching his face contort with the erotic takeover of orgasm. I feel his hot load bursting down my throat and I gulp down every last drop of cum while I look into his eyes. His eyes open to watch me suck his cock and my pussy is trembling, dripping with my own creamy arousal because I get so fucking turned on when he cums.

He starts to pump his hips and fuck into my mouth and I start moaning uncontrollably over his cock. I remember that first time he fucked my mouth and it sets off a crescendo in my body that punches itself to the surface of my consciousness. My orgasm spurs him on. He bends to drag his fingers over my pussy, and he sinks several of them inside of me. The sudden fullness of my pussy and Magnus still cumming down my throat makes me cry out against his cock.

Magnus pulls his cock out of my mouth and finishes cumming right on my tits. He runs his hands over my tits, smearing the cum all over me until I'm just covered in him. Magnus keeps pumping his fingers in my pussy, stroking my G-spot so intensely that my hips are jumping around in response with orgasm after orgasm. I cum so hard I feel the puddle on the couch and smile at the thought that we've fucked on every piece of furniture that I can think of.

"Yeah, keep going, Penny. My sexy little cum slut sucked my cock so good she deserves to cum until her legs give out," Magnus says in his cocky, smug voice that sends shivers through my body. I love when he gets all prideful about how hard he makes me cum.

Like, damn, he totally should. My body is wracked with pleasure. I feel like I'll melt in sweat or drown myself in all the cum he's shooting through my body.

Shivering, shaking in his touch, I whimper when I start to feel myself coming down from the high. Magnus drops down to his knees and he sits me up.

With my pussy right on his mouth. He pulls my legs to sit on his shoulders. His tongue laps so, so slowly over my sensitive pussy and I'm about to cry, it feels so fucking good.

I grip the couch for purchase, but fuck that. I want to touch Magnus while his tongue strokes my pussy. I roll my hips, grab his hair, and slowly ride his face. Dear fucking God, his tongue is making my eyes roll back in their socket. I let my head fall back against the back of the couch and I keep rolling my hips, slowly picking up the speed as I ride his face. When I feel an orgasm burning up inside me, he slides several fingers inside my pussy and my ass drops. He catches me and keeps finger-fucking my pussy hard while his tongue laps at my clit. I'm screaming and squeezing him and my whole body is wracked with my heavy breathing. The orgasm dies down and he pulls me up into his arms, my legs dangling. He stands up, holding me in his arms. He kisses me, and I taste my pussy all over his face. I could taste my pussy on him all day; it turns me on so much. I feel him start to smile while we're kissing and it makes my heart swell ten times bigger in my chest. I can't help but smile, either. I'm so happy that I think I actually qualify as giddy. His arms squeeze around me and I shift a little bit, and feel a huge erection, sticky, slippery, pressing on my stomach. "Magnus, God, you still want to fuck?" I yelp. "That cock has magic powers," I say in a mock suspicious tone.

"I can't help it, I stay rock hard around you, Penny. I want you so goddamn much," he says and kisses me on the cheek. It's so tender and intimate.

I feel the thrill rise inside me and I know I want him again. I don't care if my pussy is sore for a week later, I want him to fuck me more, and I'll want him to fuck me while I'm sore later. All my holes were made perfect for him to fuck exactly the way he wants to.

"I know that look," Magnus says with a sly grin spreading over his face.

"I need you to fuck me more, Daddy," I say, jutting out my lower lip and quivering it.

His eyes narrow, eyelids hooding over them with lust. He sets me down on the couch and I quickly snatch his cock and start sucking it. I can't help how much I need him and I can tell that he was about to pull his cock out of my mouth and fuck me, but I see his toes clenching up and I know I'm sucking his cock good enough to give him pause. I like that. I like having this kind of power to please him. No one could make me cum the way he does. If I give him even a fraction of that pleasure then I can die a happy woman.

If I can always be his, then I'll be the happiest woman in the world. I know it in my heart and that truth rings out in my soul.

So I bob my head up and down on his cock with every drop of energy I have and suck like I'm trying to capture his body and suck it clean out of existence, like I'm a black hole. I'm sucking so hard my cheeks are dented in and pressed against the huge cock that just barely even fits in my mouth. I can feel his cock slide deep in my throat and it turns me on to think about the sight of his cock buried deep down my throat. I keep up the frantic pace and squeeze his ass with my hands. I'm gripping him for dear life and his breathing is telling me how close he is. Making Magnus lose control is basically the highest honor I'll ever achieve in life. I'm desperate to shatter every drop of control he has and make sure he comes in my mouth before he fucks me. I mean, don't you think that only seems fair?

He seems to be onto me. I see him look at me with confusion—he's not sure if he wants to pull out of my mouth and fuck me now, or let me keep sucking his cock. I don't want to give him the option and I swallow him up, sucking and fucking my mouth onto his cock as fast as I can.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Magnus groans out, and I feel him give in. I feel his balls unloading in my mouth, heaping gulps of cum spurting down my throat. I swallow up every last drop, desperate to suck every bit of cum his cock has ready. Not just because I want to make sure he enjoys this blow job as much as possible. Also because I'm bankrupting his cum stocks so that he keeps fucking me as much as we both need. Even a sex god like him needs some bounce back time, and for Magnus, he stays rock hard while his balls build up another load of cum.

See? I'm all about future planning. I have my sights set on a very good future. At least, a very good night and a very bow legged tomorrow. The idea of walking all weakly tomorrow makes my knees wobble some now. I can be such a romantic, you see. I press my hands hard against his ass while slamming my own face down on his cock so that he's pounding furiously into my mouth and I suck every last drop of his cum, and he doesn't pull out to cum anywhere on me. I win this round. For the bonus points, I suck damn hard on his cock that's not shooting anymore cum, and he shivers. I made Magnus, the man who can and will make me cum with just a look, shiver because his cock was still in my mouth.

I'll go ahead and write my acceptance speech later for the award I've earned.

I release my man's cock, finally, and look up at him. He narrows his eyes at me but he's smiling so damn widely he can't fool anyone. But Magnus is so not a man to waste any time. He presses the head of his cock onto my pussy slit and slides down, then pushes every inch of that rock hard dick right up my pussy. I'm stretching around him, groaning as he fills me up again. He slams hard into me and I can't breathe. It was easier to breathe with his foot long totally blocking my airway. That's how damn good him fucking me is. He pounds in deeper, harder, faster, by the second and my scratchy cum-coated throat doesn't quite have the volume for the moans and screams that my lips are releasing. I want to giggle at how I'm practically wheezing from cumming too hard but I'm too busy getting fucked, railed and trying to breathe to laugh at the humor of the situation.

"I will never be able to fuck you enough," Magnus says, slamming his cock into me and looking into my eyes deeply. His gaze makes me shiver. "But I'm going to cum soon, and that's probably enough for tonight. Wrap your hands around my neck," he says, and he leans down. I wrap my wobbling legs around him. Magnus stands and bounces me up and down on his cock.

I can barely breathe but I laugh. The laugh makes my pussy flutter and we both moan in response. "God, now," I try to whimper out, but I can't hardly get any words to form coherently because he's fucking me so hard I can't think and because he's fucking me so hard that my words are getting drowned out. "You are just showing off," I gasp out quickly.

"Maybe I am. But we both fucking have you with nowhere to go but back down on my cock," he purrs.

"Remind me to thank gravity in my speech," I say, loving the confused look my statement earns from him because he can't actually read my mind so he doesn't know that I fully believe I deserve an award for my blow job skills this evening. Well, Magnus can't read my mind yet. I mean, the man is capable of pretty incredible things so I don't think I'll be ruling anything out any time soon. He'd probably take it as a challenge, and he's proven to be a man who never backs down from or fails a challenge.

He's right about me having nowhere to go. A fresh sweat shivers down my spine and I need to breathe, but my breathing has gone shallow. I fall down on that cock, and it steals more than my breath. Magnus's cock fills me up and replaces my thoughts, my ability to breathe, and anything that was in my head about not being able to cum again. The tide is rising within me and I know I'm about to come utterly undone around him. He pulls me down and squeezes me tight to him; my pussy returns the action and my inner walls strangle his cock. The orgasm tearing through me is right on time with one shaking me violently. His cock throbs deep within me. The sheer force of his orgasm shooting deep inside of me knocks the wind out of me. There's such a raw power in Magnus, such strength, and I'm just so damn turned on right now at him cumming in my pussy after all the fucking we've done tonight. I realize I'm death gripping him and I'm digging my nails into him. I start to try and say sorry, but the words are barely coming out because I'm shaking.

"I licked my cum off your pussy, Penny," Magnus says with a hearty laugh that shakes my body and makes my eyes roll back in their orbits. His cock rubs every spot I didn't even know my pussy had, and I'm trembling around him. But Magnus has me close and tight in his arms so I can fall apart around him. "So you digging your nails into my skin is fine. I like making you all crazy with my cock."

It's my turn to laugh. I giggle and press my lips to his chest. "Crazy with your cock?" I laugh. "Yeah, that sounds about right," I say, shivering against him.

Magnus starts to walk, carrying us, I realize, to the bathroom. He turns on the faucet, and never lets go of me as he draws a hot bath. His cock stays buried deep in my pussy and I'm quite content with that, my body fluttering around the massive rod impaling me. I don't want Magnus to ever stop touching me. I want to be wrapped around him for as long as I can be, and then some more. I close my eyes and press my head against his chest again, tucking myself against him happily. He kisses the top of my head and strokes his fingers up and down the small of my back, building little shivers inside me that fizz like carbonated soda, building bubbles of excitement within me that keeps tingling.

I almost don't notice anything has changed until right before he starts to lower us both in the bath. I realize then that we're above very warm water, and that the faucet has stopped pouring because he turned it off. We lie down into the water, and I curl up against him. "I guess this will make it difficult to get clean," I say, not actually wanting to move away from him even to wash off the layers of sweat and cum that have accumulated on my body.

"Who said anything about getting clean?" Magnus laughs. "You and I can stay as filthy as we want, and the warm water feels much better around us is all. Clean is for some other time." Magnus tucks his finger under my chin, lifting my face up for him to kiss me. It's the softest, sweetest kiss that we've ever shared. My whole body comes alive when he kisses me. I'm not just talking about how he turns me on. There's a fierce connection between us, beyond our naughty fantasies or the intense way we fuck. We share a kind of love that I didn't know could exist, and there's going to be another person in our lives that we'll love, together. My heart expands in my chest to the point that the only logical thing to do is to squeeze Magnus harder and kiss his chest where I'm laying. I am so relaxed now that I imagine drifting off into sleep. Magnus will keep me safe. Magnus will keep his arms around me. There's nothing more that I want in the world right now than to be wrapped safely in his arms.

"Well," I say with a sigh. "I would hate for the water to get cold," I say, slowly lifting my head up. I pull my pussy off his cock slowly, a little whimper escaping my lips at the exit. "And you got this cum all over me I should probably wash off," I say, running a finger down my breasts at the shimmering cum he painted me with earlier.

"Let me wash you off," Magnus says. He grabs a washcloth, dipping it in the water and then rubbing soft circles over my skin, erasing the cum.

I feel so relaxed with his touch and with the warmth of the cloth comforting me. The world seems so much simpler in even the little moments with the one you love. I've never loved anyone as much or the way that I love Magnus. I look at his gorgeous body and think even if we're done fucking for the night, I am nowhere close to done touching him.

When he finishes my breasts and stomach, he dips down and gently runs the cloth over my pussy.

Danger zone! I hold my breath and wonder if Magnus is up to something more devious. He isn't though, and I'm so touched by the intimate gesture of him really washing me, even my most private and intimate places. It's one thing for him to fuck my pussy, but his hand over it to wash it feels so...intimate in a way I don't fully understand.

But I don't need to. Life is simpler with the one you love, remember?

So even those simple acts feel like gifts, because they are. They are future memories that you have forever. No one can take a memory from you, but a person can leave. So the one you're with forever, they are something to cherish beyond words because you have the memories and you have that ongoing love.

I take the washcloth from him and start to get it wet, looking at his body. Much as I want to look at his gorgeous face forever and stay in his arms, I know how good it would feel to wash his back—or him and me both. "Turn around and I'll wash your back," I say.

He pauses for a second. "I love you," he says quietly, and then turns around.

I start to wash his back and the words that hung in the air before he turned around come to him now. "No one has ever done anything like this for me before. You're the only person in my life that has taken care of me," Magnus says.

It makes my heart hurt for him. "We can take care of each other, forever," I say. And I mean forever.